Chapter 1449: Chapter 1449: The Young Master Is a Little Crybaby [Beginning of the Finale Arc]
In response to her agitation, Xia ng remained silent.
That face, corroded by years, was filled with an air of carefree disdain.
“Speak!” Xia Li took a deep breath, “Why aren’t you speaking?”
“There’s nothing worth saying.” Xia ng sneered, “Fine, consider yourself right. Although my goal wasn’t fully achieved, at least half of it is. At least, before I die, I got to see this man once. I’m not afraid of death anyway. Could you really… kill ?”
The calmness on Xia Li’s face was finally shattered by her cold and heartless words, “Fine, fine!”
She took a few steps back and finally ran out.
Xia ng stood with her back turned, arms crossed.
Her fingers were tightly gripping her own arm, and there was no change at all on her inhuman face.
After a long silence behind her, Xie Liancheng looked at her thin yet stubborn back, stared for a long ti, and narrowed his eyes.
“You can wait slowly for death.” He spoke coldly, “I won’t do anything to you, because soone else needs to end you personally. But what I want to tell you is, you’ve miscalculated. You can continue pretending you don’t care about this daughter, thinking that by forcing her to oppose you, she won’t have to bear your responsibilities. Ha, Xia ng, I’ve beco soft-hearted, but only towards my daughter, not others.”
The face Xia ng turned away turned ghostly pale.
“You might not admit that you intentionally made her hate you, letting see all this. But this doesn’t really matter. When she prepares the antidote after all this… a mother’s debt is repaid by the daughter. It’s okay if you can’t pay it back; she has a bright future to repay for you. From then on, anything she wants will be out of reach, and anything she loves will be destroyed…”
Xia ng’s nails embedded themselves into her flesh, yet her face showed not a trace of change, she just slowly closed her eyes.
Whether she spoke or not, nothing could be changed, only worsened.
After Xie Liancheng finished speaking, he left the inn.
Xia ng slowly exhaled the breath she had been holding in.
What Xie Liancheng would do, she truly did not know.
She hadn’t pondered for long when a tall shadow walked in against the light from outside the door.
She squinted to see, a handso and elegant deanor, an unfamiliar face.
“Who are you?”
“Ye He’s son.”
*
Ti passed swiftly, more than five months went by in a blink.
The midsumr in Manchester was nearing its end.
“Oh no, the little young master is crying again.”
“Miss You… she made the little young master cry again.”
“Slow down, slow down, I’ll go look for the Young Madam.”
“The Young Madam is doing her makeup, the master has urged several tis already, absolutely don’t disturb the Young Madam now.”
In the nursery at the Gu Mansion, a few servants were in a fluster.
Looking at the little bundle in the swaddle with a pouting face crying loudly, a small crown atop the hat and a lace-trimd bib under the chin for so reason.
While a servant coaxed, the door to the nursery opened.
A man in a suit heard the crying and furrowed his brow, striding in with a darkened face, “What’s going on?”
“This…”
The servants exchanged glances, unsure of how to explain.
Should they report Miss You’s behavior?
Miss You didn’t seem to see it as mischief, just firmly imposing her princess-like aesthetics on the little young master.
But… the little young master wasn’t a girl.
Whether due to innate talent or so other mysterious reason, every ti Miss You did this, the little young master would protest with loud cries.
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