583 The Secret About the Past 201 (1/2)

Mo Li shook her head profusely and said, ”No, you're not my husband. My husband doesn't speak in this tone. You just… just look like him.”

Realizing that she was beginning to murmur incoherently in a drunken stupor, Ye Xiaotian asked, ”Do you regret marrying your husband?”

”Do I have a choice? I've never had the freedom to choose right from the beginning. I guess it'll remain that way for the rest of my life,” Mo Li said with a mirthless chuckle.

Ye Xiaotian was perturbed to hear her words.

He had gotten into a relationship with her when he was 20 years old and she, 18. In the blink of an eye, he was already 31 and she was 29 years old.

So many years had passed without them even realizing.

Perhaps it was just like what she said, the decision will forever lie in his hands.

”My husband is like an emperor while I'm just a servant who serves him in his palace. I thought I could finally leave life in peace after giving birth to Jiani and marrying you. But in reality… a woman who can't be independent is bound to be at the beck and call of others for the rest of her life,” said Mo Li, forcing a lopsided smile while tearing up.

”…”

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In the dead of the night, Jin Yiheng returned to his bedroom to sleep, leaving Jin Qingyan alone on the bed in the master's bedroom.

Fan Shixin's words about the latest situation were still ringing in his ears.

”Young Sir, we received an update today. It's said that someone had trespassed on the president's office. They're in the midst of catching the trespasser…”

”I don't care, you don't have to tell me about it.”

”Young Sir, haven't you always been concerned about the country's current affairs? I didn't mean anything else,” Fan Shixin said solemnly.

”Did I say that you meant something else?”

Fan Shixin was at a loss for words.

Jin Qingyan knew exactly what he meant, and that the trespasser must have been An Xiaoning.

Why should I miss sleep over this matter?

Jin Qingyan closed his eyes, anger surging through him.

They were no longer husband and wife now.

I treated her so well, yet how did she treat me!?!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got.

He told himself again and again that she wasn't worth his while!

However, his heart refused to listen to his consciousness and he simply could not get his mind off her.

Jin Qingyan felt like he was holding himself cheap.

He was well aware that any progress between Tuoba Gucheng and An Xiaoning would be impossible, especially since they were half-siblings. Furthermore, Tuoba Gucheng would be getting married very soon.

Waves of disappointment hit him at the thought of her tacit approval in the video.

Jin Qingyan sprung up from his bed, picked up the glass of Dreamyanghe he had poured earlier, and began drinking sluggishly.

He was not in the least bit sleepy at all.

He had sunk deep into a trance.

He was put through such emotional torment, all because of this damned woman.

There was no way one could empathize with someone else's pain unless they had been put into their shoes.

In the pitch darkness of the room, he stood alone in a corner.

All of a sudden, there were noises that disrupted the silence.

Jin Qingyan remained still while the door of his bedroom opened gently.

A silhouette belonging to a woman entered the room, a tiny torchlight in her hand.

She tiptoed inside and walked toward the bed. To her astonishment, there was no one on the bed.

She then scanned her surroundings using the torchlight and got a great shock when her eyes landed upon the window.

”Ahh!” Bu Xianxian flinched and shrieked in terror, clutching her chest.