After rejecting my celebrity husband

Chapter 1349 - 1353: If I Didn’t Exist in This World

Jiao Yang was silent for a long time before speaking again, "We can’t do this, it’s unfair to her."

"Do you want her to see me immersed in pain every day?" Leng Zimo retorted.

"Of course I don’t want that, but it’s impossible; she loves you, you know that better than I do. If she wanted me, she wouldn’t be Mrs. Leng now."

Leng Zimo’s fingers, hanging by his side, tightened forcefully, nails piercing deeply into his skin, nearly breaking his palm. "I have a way to make her forget me!"

"That’s impossible."

"Do you know why I lost my memory five years ago? She found someone to hypnotize me, to make me completely forget there’s a Luo Xiaoqian in this world. If she can do it, we can too."

Jiao Yang’s expression grew increasingly shocked. He knew about Leng Zimo’s memory loss but didn’t know the twists and turns of it; these secrets were new to him.

"If you agree, I’ll immediately contact Dr. Yin. I’ve studied his work; you can replace me in her heart."

"What if I don’t agree?" Jiao Yang asked.

"I’ll still seal all her memories of me, then send her somewhere she won’t remember me, living happily."

Five years ago, she could let go for him; five years later, he too could seal her memories, letting her continue to live happily, even if the price meant she would forget him, he wouldn’t hesitate.

Because he knows best how much this woman loves him; if she loses him, she would rather die, a situation he absolutely cannot allow.

Even if he dies, even if he’s not in this world, he wants her to live happily, to be her princess, to be her queen; her lips should always be in a smile, her heart should always be bright. She shouldn’t have insomnia, be haunted by nightmares, or wake up wanting to touch hands she’ll never reach.

Because she’s his woman, because she’s Luo Xiaoqian.

"I think..." Leng Zimo turned his face, once again fixed his gaze on Jiao Yang’s face, "That’s a situation you don’t want to see, right?"

"You’re threatening me?" Jiao Yang asked.

"That’s right, I’m willing to do whatever it takes for her. You can think I’m selfish; anyway, I just want her to be happy. Besides me, you’re the only one in this world who can give her happiness... and you love her too, don’t you?" Leng Zimo took a deep breath, "I’ll leave Luo Jun for Zirui to raise; the child can take your surname. I don’t want him to be born without a father."

Jiao Yang was speechless, merely feeling suffocated, with a chest so tight it almost hurt.

Leng Zimo also stayed silent for a long time before speaking again.

"I believe if there’s no me in this world, she would love you."

Turning around to face Jiao Yang, Leng Zimo slowly extended his right hand.

"Jiao Yang, promise me you’ll cherish her!"

Jiao Yang lowered his face, looked at Leng Zimo’s hand reaching towards him, hesitating.

Outside the door, footsteps sounded, then the door was gently pushed open.

The two men turned their heads simultaneously, only to see Luo Xiaoqian’s face peering from the half-open door, smiling childishly, "I... didn’t disturb you, did I?!"

"Of course not!" Leng Zimo strode over, smiling at her, "What’s wrong, are you sleepy or tired?!"