Chapter 204 Its My Son (1/2)

Tang Shuang was very surprised to see Ah Hai there; last night, he had mentioned about leaving. ”How come he's back again today?” she wondered.

”I've come to take you with me,” Ah Hai said, sitting down beside Tang Shuang. He reached out and relieved her of the baby.

”Take me with you?” Tang Shuang glared at him. ”And where exactly are you taking me to?”

Ah Hai stared tenderly at the baby in his arms. ”Back to the village, of course,” he said flatly.

”Are you nuts?” Tang Shuang reclaimed the baby into her own arms. ”I'm Mrs. Ying.”

Frightened, the baby started to cry. Ah Hai frowned and gave the baby's head a series of gentle pats. Then, he raised his eyes to look at Tang Shuang. ”You're not Mrs. Ying. Your marriage certificate is fake. Ying Qingcang never divorced Xin Qing in the first place.”

”Haha!” Tang Shuang burst into laughter. ”What are you even talking about? Ah Cang and I already have a son!”

Ah Hai's gaze remained fixed upon her. ”The child is mine.”

Tang Shuang's mind went blank momentarily. Then, she stood up with the baby cradled in her arms. ”Do you know what you're saying?!” she yelled in a shrill voice. ”Why are you saying these things? Why are you trying to make Ah Cang misunderstand me?”

”Because I've been in love with you for a long time. I saw you as my wife ever since we were young,” Ah Hai said, his voice calm and composed. Then, he pointed at the baby in Tang Shuang's arms. ”The child is mine. You can ask Ying Qingcang if you don't believe me.”

”You're lying!” Panic flashed in Tang Shuang's eyes. After that, the panic was replaced by a sharp, accusatory look. ”If you're in love with me, then that's your problem. I don't feel anything for you at all. Don't you dare try to ruin things between me and Ah Cang!”

Ah Hai sprang to his feet and grabbed Tang Shuang's wrist. Pain shot through Tang Shuang. The next thing she knew, the baby was back in Ah Hai's arms. Ah Hai placed the baby on the couch. Then, he pushed Tang Shuang down onto the couch.

”What are you doing?” Tang Shuang looked at Ah Hai warily. Slowly, Ah Hai crouched down. Then, he ripped her skirt apart.

Tang Shuang panicked and tried to run. But Ah Hai wrapped his hand around her ankle and yanked her back towards him. Ah Hai moved their positions until his body was on top of hers. Ah Hai's hand reached out to her chest and removed the torn dress from her body. Whitish breastmilk stained his hand; Tang Shuang was still in her lactation phase.

”Ah Hai, you... you can't do this to me. I've always treated you as my brother. This is rape. I... I'll hate you for the rest of my life.” Tang Shuang kicked out with both legs, trying everything to free herself. Alas, there was nothing she could do to escape, since Ah Hai was too strong. He had her trapped against the couch with both of her arms pinned above her head.

”Back in the hotel, the last two rounds? That was all me. You enjoyed it a lot back then.” Ah Hai gave her a deep look. ”Don't worry. I'll make you feel even better!” Ah Hai lowered his head as he parted Tang Shuang's thighs.

”Ah!!!” Tang Shuang shrieked. ”You animal! Animal!”

Whitish breastmilk dripped down from the corner of Ah Hai's lips. He poked out his tongue to taste it, rolling his hips forcefully at the same time. Having just given birth, Tang Shuang's body had not fully recovered. All she felt right then was a pain; it felt as if her body was about to be ripped apart. She cried and begged for mercy, though her pleas only made Ah Hai's movements rougher.

Tang Shuang's head felt heavier and heavier by the second. Amidst her haze, she seemed to notice someone entering the room. Using all her strength, she opened her eyes. Her mouth dropped open instantly, and she began pounding Ah Hai's body with her fist as if her life depended upon on it.

”Ah Cang, it's not like that! He raped me! Hurry up and save me! Save me!”

Tang Shuang saw Ying Qingcang entering the room as well as the smirk on his face. She could not allow Ying Qingcang to misunderstand her, nor could she allow Ying Qingcang to know what Ah Hai had told her just now.

Ying Qingcang sat down on the couch across from her. There was a strange smile on his face, one that Tang Shuang had never seen on him before. Ying Qingcang slowly opened his mouth: ”Congratulations on finally getting your wish. We've prepared your flight. You can leave with her anytime.”

Tang Shuang stared at Ying Qingcang blankly as if she barely understood what he had just said. Ah Hai stood up from her and put his pants back on. Then, he retrieved the blanket from the couch and wrapped it around Tang Shuang. After that, Ah Hai moved Tang Shuang into a sitting position and placed the baby into her arms.

”What he had just said... They're all true?” Tang Shuang said suddenly, staring right at Ying Qingcang.

Ying Qingcang lit a cigarette and leaned back into the couch. A smile spread slowly across his face, just like the smoke from the cigarette. To Tang Shuang, this man felt as far away from her as ever. It was like she had never gotten close to him before.

”Of course,” Ying Qingcang answered. ”I told you a long time ago that you have to face the consequences of your own actions. Instead of heeding my advice, you insisted on running around to ruin other people's lives.” Ying Qingcang laughed. ”I think it isn't so bad that you ended up like this. At least you got a man and a son.”

Tears spilled from Tang Shuang's eyes. Tang Shuang shook her head as she sobbed. ”You're cruel... Ying Qingcang! You're cruel...”

”Cruel?” Ying Qingcang released a cold sneer. ”A family was torn apart because of you. Two people who love each other were unable to be together all because of you. You're the one who had caused Xin Qing so much suffering. Now I'm the one who's cruel?”

”But I love you!” Tang Shuang yelled miserably. ”I wanted to be with you! Is that so wrong?”

”Your love disgusts me,” Ying Qingcang said, fixing her with a stare. Then, he pointed his finger at Ah Hai. ”He loves you and wants to be with you, too. So, it means that there's nothing wrong with whatever he's done to you, right?”

Tang Shuang was stunned into speechlessness. Ying Qingcang stood up. ”Let me know when you're leaving. The chopper will come straight to the villa to fetch you.”

Ah Hai nodded. Ying Qingcang released a scoff before he left. Once out of the door, he swiped a hand across his face, revealing a pale, bookish face. He pulled out his phone and dialed.

”President Ying,” he said into the phone, ”I've wrapped things up here.”

”Alright,” he said again, ”I'll wait for you guys to return!”