168 I Want a Divorce 6 (2/2)

”How did she get infected?”

Shaking his head, Bai Duocai answered, ”I don't know, she didn't know when she had gotten infected either.”

”SIA?” Ye Xiaotian's eyes turned ice cold, and he did not continue to say much about it. ”Have you started making the necessary preparations for the funeral?” he asked, changing the subject.

”Yes.”

Staring at the deceased Bai Ranran who looked like she was just sleeping, Ye Xiaotian was suddenly overwhelmed by a strong sense of guilt.

Ye Xiaotian left the letter unopened and finally read it, three days after her burial.

”Xiaotian, I may have already passed on, by the time you read this letter. If it weren't for the fact that I had discovered by chance that my life would be ending soon, perhaps I would never have had the courage to let you go. I'd really like to thank An Xiaoning for her accurate readings. She was even spot-on about the cause of my death. If I hadn't known about this, I would've died without even knowing that I'll pass away before becoming your wife, which was something I was looking forward to very much. That would have really become my biggest regret. Xiaotian, to be honest, I've always known that you had felt differently about Mo Li, compared to me. I know she has a special place in your heart, I actually feel bad that she had to be forced to donate blood to me. I hope a woman whom you truly love can fill the position I've always wanted to and bring you the happiness you deserve.”

A single teardrop streamed down his face as he read the letter.

He then lit it on fire and stuck it out of the window of his car, watching it burn into ashes before lighting up a cigarette.

In fact, he was well aware that Bai Ranran had invested all her efforts and done a lot for him, all of which he had felt both grateful yet guilty towards her for. In order to express his gratitude, he had already prepared to marry her and dote on her as much as he could.

However, now that she's already gone, he would no longer have to put up with such an act, just so he could repay her for everything she had done for him.

He would no longer have to be trapped in the shackles of marriage with someone he did not love. Although arranged marriages were common amongst wealthy families, he would much rather settle down with a woman he truly loved, given a choice.

It would have been a marriage based on guilt and gratitude, instead of true love.

Ye Xiaotian disposed of the cigarette before it was burnt 'til the end and began driving away.

He returned to his home in Ming Yuan Estate, only to see Sun Weiwei's car parked at the entrance as he drove towards the backyard.

”Brother Xiaotian,” greeted Sun Weiwei as she hurriedly strode towards his car.

”Why are you here?” he asked calmly after alighting.

”I'm here to see you. Did you just return from visiting Sis Ranran's grave?”

”Yeah.” Standing tall and straight, he grabbed his car keys and walked towards the living room.

Sun Weiwei hurriedly chased after him and said, ”Brother Xiaotian, I'm thinking of taking a few days' break from work. Why don't we go on a short trip to relax our minds?”

”No thanks,” he rejected without hesitation.

Refusing to give up, Sun Weiwei continued to try her luck. ”How about we visit Y Nation? I've been there once, the scenery is not bad, it'll be great for a vacation.”

”I know you mean well, but I'm just not in the mood for that now, understand?” he said coldly with a straight face, placing one hand in his pocket while tucking a stray hair behind Sun Weiwei's ear with the other.

Sun Weiwei watched as he entered the living room, unsure if she should tag along.

After a moment of hesitation, she decided to just follow suit.

She entered the living room, only to find that he had gone upstairs. She managed to curb the strong urge to look for him and decided to head home instead.

After getting into her car, she stretched her arms backwards while leaning her head against the headrest. Staring at the entrance of his house, she began to wonder to herself: Now that Bai Ranran is dead and Mo Li is married, were there still any women in his life who mattered a great deal to him?

It would seem there were none left.