Chapter 512 - Her Heart was Tough (2/2)

Brother San lifted the little fellow in his arms, his large eyes staring into her little ones.

”Uncle, sleepy.” Rainy rubbed her eyes. She bit her small fist and leaned against Brother San's shoulder before falling asleep.

Brother San was rendered helpless. Without a choice, he carried the little fella into his room. He only slept an hour yesterday and really needed a nap; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to take it.

Forget it, let's just sleep with this little fella. As a toddler, she had a natural milky aroma; her soft little face and tender little hands all curled into a ball. She was so small that even a man like him—with a heart as tough as iron—softened in that instant.

Furthermore, it was rare that this child was not afraid of his naturally evil-looking face.

Let's sleep, he yawned. He lay down and pulled the blankets over him, hugging the small child in his arms, practically looking like a stay-at-home dad.

…

”Ruoxin…” It was that voice again.

Recently as long as anybody called her name, Xia Ruoxin would start to get nervous, the kind of numbing uneasiness. Could she change her name? She didn't want to be called Xia Ruoxin anymore.

”Aunty, you don't have to say it anymore.” Xia Ruoxin did not know how many times she had rejected her already, some of her rejections extremely harsh. She did not want to say anything more.

”I told you, I cannot give birth. That child isn't even mine.”

Song Wan's expression darkened. At that time, she used that excuse to force Xia Ruoxin into a divorce. Now, Xia Ruoxin was using the same excuse to disgrace her.

”Ruoxin, can I see her? Really, nothing else, I just want to see her.”

Xia Ruoxin turned around and left just like before. It did not matter whether the woman behind her begged, cried, or knelt; this was not an unfamiliar scene for her.

That year, she also pleaded like this. She went on her knees like this and cried like this. However, in the end, the only thing that was able to shoulder everything was her own not-so-strong back.

Song Wan's hands in the air weakly fell back down.

She smiled bitterly. She never knew that a day would come where she would meet somebody more obstinate and tougher than her.

Once again, in that eighteen-floored office, Du Jingtang pushed open a door… only to be met with a strong scent of cigarettes. The smoke choked him so badly he thought he was going to get some disease.

'Cough…' His lungs could not stand the thick smoke's smell. How much second-hand smoke was he breathing in?

He periodically used his hands to fan away the smoke. As much as he fanned, the smell remained as strong as before. Finally, he pulled down his sleeves and covered his nose.

Then, he walked to the window and opened it. At that moment, he felt as if his breath had started to get faint. He took large breaths of fresh air in front of him, feeling as if there was nothing more touching in the world than being able to breathe fresh air.

It was only when the smell faded quite a bit that he turned around. Chu Lui still continued to smoke cigarette after cigarette.