But it was too late.
Su Yue carried Xiaojiao and stood up. Resisting the pain in her leg, she glanced at Ming Ansheng and snapped, "Yeah. Your child is valuable. Jiao Chen and my child will, of course, be valuable to us."
She then turned on her heel and walked towards the door.
Ming Ansheng quickly caught up with her. "Yueyue."
He grabbed Su Yue's arm, but she flung his hand away. "Ming Ansheng, let's not bother each other in the future."
She was firm about drawing a line between them.
Ming Ansheng blankly stared at her. When she slammed the door with a 'bang', his body trembled a little.
The woman he had missed so dearly all these years was gone.
She left.
She said that she would always believe him no matter what happened. She would always believe him…
But who else could he blame?
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