Chapter 844 - What Exactly do You Want? (2/2)

What a small hand… what a young child…

When would she grow up? Yes, when exactly could she grow up?

“Daddy,” Chu Xiang yelled again. Her father finally held her small hand, how great.

“Rainy…” Chu Lui opened his eyes and called his daughter’s name, which made Chu Xiang’s face freeze. At this time, Chu Lui also cleared his mind. Once he saw that it was Chu Xiang, he released his hand.

Then, he closed his eyes as if he could not remember anything.

“Daddy…” Chu Xiang’s eyes reddened. Why, Daddy, why? Why did Granny like her so much, but Daddy only liked that sister? That sister had already gone missing. She would never come back forever.

“Ah Lui.” When Song Wan saw that Chu Lui had woken up, she hurriedly brought the soup over.

“Mommy made this soup for you. Drink it all, okay?”

“Mommy, I’m not hungry. Just leave it there.” Chu Lui opened his eyes, and his soulless black eyes were like a dry well like there was no life in it.

“Then, Mom will just leave it here. Drink it if you want to.”

Song Wan wiped her tears again. Until now, she still could not believe her son’s face. He really looked like he died. Since young, Chu Lui had always been healthy and rarely went to the hospital. This was her first time seeing her son so weak and pale. Luckily, he was fine.

She wiped her own tears and ruffled Chu Xiang’s hair. “Xiang Xiang, stay here obediently and accompany your father. Granny will go out for a while, okay?”

“Okay.” Chu Xiang nodded her head in agreement and found a stool to sit down.

Song Wan walked out and went straight to the toilet.

She turned on the tap and splashed cold water to her face so as to let herself calm down. At this time, the tap next to her was turned as well. A pair of white hands stretched over, and her fingers were like dancing amongst the water droplets. On her left hand, there was a diamond ring of a pigeon egg size.

This hand was beautiful, but how did the owner of the hand look?

Song Wan splashed more water onto her face. Once she opened her eyes, she saw a familiar face in the mirror.

Her heart skipped a beat, and her hair stood on its end.

“It’s you!”

“Mm, it’s me.” That hand was still under the tap and was touching the water droplets lightly. “I thought Auntie would forget about me after so long.”

“Xia Ruoxin, what exactly do you want?”

Song Wan had enough of this torture. Ever since that woman came back, she had not slept well in a few days. She knew that if this continued, she would not go crazy and would want to die instead.

“What do I want? Auntie, don’t you know?” Xia Ruoxin took out a tissue from her bag and carefully wiped her finger.

Song Wan was stunned, and there was some terror in her eyes.

“What exactly do you want?” She almost screamed as she asked again.

The smile on Xia Ruoxin’s face faded away.

“Auntie, did I not tell you already? You hurt my daughter so I’ll hurt your son.” Her voice was light, but it made Song Wan’s heart tighten in fear.

“Auntie, tell me. Does your heart hurt? Are you sad? Are you in pain?”

Her words were like a curse that made Song Wan shudder.