Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 582 - 585: Shaocheng makes a deal with Skull Society 4_1

Jingru hastily wiped the corner of her eyes, a motion that lasted a good five minutes. She needed an outlet to vent her emotions, but she didn’t realize that the soft intermittent sounds of her sobbing were also fraying Bai Wuqing’s fragile nerves.

He stared at her puffy red eyes, feeling an intense pang of heartache.

His emotions were complicated -- he felt a mix of anger, resentment, and a sense of helplessness. He wished he could just crush her into his embrace.

Bai Wuqing tried to softly lick her face, but she pushed him away ruthlessly. He exerted more strength, and he heard her exhausted whisper in his ear, "Wuqing, all these years, I have never doubted my decision to bear Jiajia for you. But if you plan to harm a single hair on my son’s head, we can just end things between us now. I’m tired, truly exhausted."

Wen Jingru, looking at him with swollen, reddened eyes, stared back silently.

Bai Wuqing flinched, he desperately tried to hold onto her, only to be pushed away strenuously by Wen Jingru, "Stop hugging me. I’m really tired. Give me an answer, Wuqing, alright?"

If only he could just say, ’I will absolutely not harm your son!’

She just needed to hear one sentence that could ease her anxiety.

Bai Wuqing’s eyes were tinged with an ominous red as if set ablaze, he hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and asked, "If it weren’t for my accidental discovery about Jiajia, were you planning to hide his existence from me forever?"

She averted her gaze, but Bai Wuqing wouldn’t let her. He held onto her shoulders tightly, forcing her to face his question:

His eyes were unblinkingly fixed on her, even carrying a hint of severity.

This man, who was usually as tranquil and charming as an orchid, was getting truly upset. The sight of him in such a state made her feel as if her heart was being grasped in the palm of his hand. Any tight grip from him would cause her unbearable pain and fear.

"Jingru, tell me, how long were you planning to hide it from me?"

How long?

Jingru didn’t know...

Every second of every day, she wanted to tell him, they had a son. He was very intelligent, healthy, and adorable. She yearned to live a peaceful life with their little family. The mere thought made her feel so uneasy. She covered her face with her hands, allowing the tears to seep out through her fingers.

This state of hers persisted for a good two minutes.

In these two minutes, she thought of a lot, and not once did his mind cease working.

They were like two clashing planets, ’For every ten thousand enemies killed, you lose three thousand of your own’. Perhaps that’s what love between men and women was like — deeply loving yet deeply hurting each other. Of everyone in this world, only he had the power to hurt her, and only she could hurt him. Their hearts were entirely open for each other, without a hint of defensive armor.

Bai Wuqing was generally patient, yet now, barely after two minutes, he was already becoming restless.

He stared at her face and uttered in a low voice, "Answer me!"

Jingru slowly lifted her head, her trembling lips parted, and she finally gave him an answer that left him unsure whether to laugh or cry, "Until Gu Shaocheng has a son of his own."

Once Gu Shaocheng has his own son, her child should be safe, right?

That’s what she thought and hoped for, for eight long years.

Bai Wuqing’s heart was once again hit hard by her words, shattering into pieces. He felt a burning pain in his chest. He stared at her face as if he wanted to drill a hole through her.

Hearing these words, he even let out a faint laugh.

His entire aura began to radiate outward, not exhibiting severity but a subtle, elegant gloominess.