962 Perplexed and Smitten 22 (2/2)

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It was eight o'clock in the evening.

No. 8 was preparing dinner together with Mo Li. The doorbell began to ring continuously all of a sudden. Mo Li wiped her hands and proceeded to answer the door. As soon as she saw who it was, she tried to close the door immediately, only to be stopped by the person at the door.

It was none other than Ye Xiaotian, who showed up in a drunken stupor.

He was flushed red and reeked of alcohol. However, he did not seem like he was about to collapse.

Not wanting No. 8 to see him, Mo Li walked out of the door and asked softly, ”What are you doing here?”

”I missed you.”

Mo Li flew into a rage and scowled at him while hollering, ”Hurry and get lost!”

Ye Xiaotian stepped forward and hugged her in his arms. ”Lili, what happened to us?” he said with a tinge of sorrow in his voice.

Mo Li struggled to break free with all her might. Just as she was trying to do so, No. 8 rushed over from behind and pulled Ye Xiaotian away forcefully before flinging him onto the ground. No. 8 glared at him from above and warned, ”You've already gotten married and Lili is now my girlfriend. Stop asking for trouble!”

Ye Xiaotian tried to get up on his feet and stood unsteadily, swaying from side to side.

He stared at them with reddened eyes. Keeping his eyes fixed on Mo Li, who had an apron on, he staggered toward the elevator without uttering another word.

The moment the doors closed, Ye Xiaotian slid down the wall of the elevator and squatted onto the ground to weep in sorrow.

Meanwhile, the pair returned inside the apartment. Noticing the stern expression on No. 8's face, Mo Li held his hand and said, ”He was drunk.”

”I know.” No. 8 smiled at her and continued, ”It's alright. I'll continue preparing dinner in the kitchen. Just rest and wait for the food to be ready.”

Mo Li nodded and eased herself into a comfortable position on the couch. She began to find her vision growing blurry as tears welled up in her eyes. She wiped the teardrop away from the corner of her eye, feeling anguished and upset at the thought of her wasted youth.

It was more than a decade…

I managed to pull through it…

Splendid…

As No. 8 was stir-frying some vegetables, she wrapped her arms around his waist all of a sudden. He said with a smile, ”Dinner's almost ready. Quick, go and wash your hands.”

”Okay.”

Neither of them brought up the incident again and continued to enjoy their dinner.

On the other hand, Ye Xiaotian returned home to a less joyous occasion.

His wife, Qiao Yina, was waiting for him in the living room.

”You're home?” Just as she'd tried to step forward to help him, he headed upstairs and completely ignored her.

Qiao Yina had no choice but to follow closely behind.

It was the same old bedroom. However, it was no longer the same person sleeping beside him.

He knew that letting her go was the right decision to make. However, why can't he seem to do so?

So what if I'm married and so what if she already has a boyfriend?

I didn't treasure her and give her a blissful life when I still had her. He only realized that there was no turning back when he had already lost her.

Qiao Yina filled the bathtub with water for him. He then took a bath and lay in bed afterwards, closing his heavy eyelids.

He would never speak to her for more than five times.

If it weren't because he wanted to put his mother's mind at ease, he wouldn't have remarried.

At the end of the day, there was no use in blaming anyone, for he was the one who led himself to the predicament he was in today.