C152 (2/2)

”Actually, Xiao Yan and I had planned to bring him along to see you after the child was born. To Xiao Yan, you are a family more intimate than your brother.”

”Family?” Xuan Peng's eyes immediately became hot. To use this word to describe the situation really did seem like the best explanation for his current situation. However, this was not the explanation he wanted.

Seeing the happiness and man's pride in Xiao Meng Han's steady eyes, Xuan Peng knew that this kind of gaze had once appeared in his eyes. When he was fighting with Mo Xiaoxiao, when he was working hard to give Mo Xiaoxiao a happy life, he had used this kind of gaze to deal with everything in his life.

Xuan Peng, Xiao Yan cherishes the fact that she has accompanied me all the way in her life. She is a very kind and strong woman, and you have understood her, but now you do not understand her, because of your love for your child, she accepted me, and even said that she silently forgave me for some things I had done to her in the past. I am grateful to her.

”This was originally a gift from me. You stole it away from me.”

Xuan Peng choked with sobs. His hand grabbed onto Xiao Meng Han's neck and his eyes were filled with grief. His eyes reddened as he shouted, ”Grace, she was my fiancee.”

”Now she's my wife, my child's mother.” Xiao Meng Han's hand was still placed naturally on the table, her gaze didn't flinch in the slightest as she faced Xuan Peng's grief and indignation.

Xiao Meng Han really wanted to loudly tell Xuan Peng, ”Once upon a time, when you retreated and rejected me, how did you harm that pure and beautiful woman? Now that she's happy, don't disturb her happiness!”

Xiao Meng Han swallowed her words back. She felt sympathy for Xuan Peng.

Because Xuan Peng had shown a little mercy to Wang Yiling, Xuan Peng and Mo Xiaoxiao could not be blamed on anyone for walking to this point. Even without his, Wang Yiling would have watched Xuan Peng like a venomous snake, and if Mo Xiaoxiao had been careless and bit Mo Xiaoxiao, then he would have taken Xuan Peng away. Xiao Menghan would never have made such a mistake.

Xuan Peng's fist did not land on Xiao Meng Han's clothes as he slumped back onto the soft couch. Xuan Peng laughed, his laugh was sad and struggling, and he said: ”Xiao Meng Han, I won't let you succeed, I won't hit you, go back and let Xiao Xi misunderstand me, I won't hurt her shoulder that she is leaning on now, Xiao Meng Han.”

Gritting his teeth, Xuan Peng fiercely stared at Xiao Meng Han as he said, ”I won't lose to you. I want to use my own ability to openly take back Xiao Yan.”

”You've lost your qualifications, Xuan Peng. At least one Wang Yiling, you can't handle him well.” Xiao Meng Han slowly drank a mouthful of tea, then put down her teacup and calmly looked at Xuan Peng: ”Don't get involved anymore, give yourself freedom, and let Xiao Xi's heart rest. She is about to give birth, I won't let anyone disturb her, I promise you, in the near future, I will let you see a happy Xiao Xi.”

Xuan Peng shouted, ”I have her happiness.”

Xuan Peng was finally unable to control himself as he stood up. He looked at Xiao Meng Han, both of his hands tightly clenched into fists. The veins on the back of his hands were popping as he punched the tea table.

Xuan Peng left with a knot in his heart that couldn't be relieved. The meeting between Xiao Meng Han and him didn't redeem his heart, but instead made his heart sink deeper into the abyss.

Xiao Menghan saw Xuan Peng stagger away, but he was in no hurry to leave. He knew that Leng Sha would send Xuan Peng off safely.

A hunchbacked man knocked on the door and walked in. He held a tray in his hand and bowed his head as he said, ”Sir, a total of 178 yuan. The store doesn't accept any discount.”

Xiao Meng Han looked at the man's wrinkled face and said with a refined smile: ”I don't have any cash, is it okay to use the card?”

”Sir, the shop is small and there isn't a card reader. Sir, please do not make things difficult for this old man. I am also working for this old woman.”

Xiao Meng Han smiled and couldn't help but want to flatter him. She looked at the muddleheaded yet smart old man in front of her, but then, he shook his head and took out a cheque from his pocket. He wrote down a line of numbers on it and signed his name.