Chapter 194 Sending Him Off for the Last Time

Xiao Ai's voice was sinister, and her face was filled with the pleasure of revenge:

"When you first harmed me, did you ever think about today? You don't even remember me. I appeared beside you, and you took the bait with just a little beckoning. You never thought I was here for revenge, did you? I allowed Wen Xudong to gamble, and it was my idea for him to embezzle public funds. I stayed by your side just to destroy your family!"

Wen Mingde's expression shattered into pieces, and he asked ferociously:

"How could you...how could you do this to me...didn't you say you loved me the most? It's ridiculous. I even wanted to marry you, but you actually infected me with AIDS!"

His brain was buzzing, all his rationality was washed away, and he wanted to strangle Xiao Ai to death.

He hates it, he really hates it!

Why does everyone treat him like this?

Why does all the harm come from the people closest to him!

"Am I not good to you?"

"Haha, are you good to me? The real estate and jewelry you gave me aren't your and Fang Jinying's joint property. Don't think I don't know that once you've had enough fun, you'll sue and get the money back. As for your claim of wanting to marry me, isn't that just you using me as a canary to show off to your bunch of stinky old men?"

Wen Mingde's lips trembled.

Xiao Ai was right. He really thought so and did so. He dumped every one of his previous lovers after he got tired of them, and he would also take back the money he paid for them.

But how could he admit it?

He clenched his fist and banged the table loudly:

"You're talking nonsense! I love you, but you betrayed me! Xiao Ai, do you know what you've missed? If you hadn't done these things, you would be Mrs. Wen now, and you would have no worries about food and drink for the rest of your life!"

Wen Mingde stared with bloodshot eyes, as if he wanted to see a hint of regret on Xiao Ai's face.

But it didn't.

Xiao Ai laughed sarcastically:

"I love you? Wen Mingde, what's there to love about someone like you? Have you ever loved anyone? You only love yourself. Have you ever thought about how many people you've let down in your life? But I guess a scum like you won't reflect on it at all. It doesn't matter. You will spend the rest of your life in pain and loneliness. I believe you will die a miserable death. This is your retribution, Wen Mingde. I'll wait and see."

Xiao Ai got up and left. Looking at the scorching spring sun, she suddenly felt relaxed.

Maybe she doesn't have much time left to live, but it doesn't matter, she has already done everything she wanted to do.

The rest of the time belongs to her alone.

Wen Mingde sat on the stool with his head down, unable to recover for a long time.

He seemed dazed, or as if he had accepted his fate.

He raised his head expressionlessly and said:

"I confessed everything. I plead guilty."

…

In April in Kyoto, spring is in full bloom.

When He Nanxi was six months pregnant, she heard the news that Wen Mingde had confessed.

News came from the police that Wen Mingde wanted to see her.

"You don't have to go if you don't want to. You've already severed ties."

Fu Ci Yan coaxed her softly and rubbed her waist.

He Nanxi's six-month-old belly was already quite big, and she often suffered from lower back pain, so Fu Ci Yan learned to give her massage to relieve her lower back pain.

"I'll go, Ah Yan. I want to go and see if he regrets it. After all, we are father and daughter. I want to see him off for the last time."

"Then I'll accompany you."

Fu Ci Yan kissed her on the forehead and accompanied her to meet Wen Mingde.

However, after not seeing each other for two months, He Nanxi found that Wen Mingde had aged a lot.

Although he was only fifty years old, he had handcuffs on his hands, his back was hunched, and his hair had turned a lot grayer, making him look like a man in his sixties or seventies.

There seemed to be some red spots on his neck, which made He Nanxi a little confused.

"What do you want from me?"

When Wen Mingde heard the sound, he raised his head stiffly, and the joints in his neck made a cracking sound.

There seemed to be a flash of tears in the turbid eye sockets.

"Xixi, you're here to see daddy."

He Nanxi frowned: "My name is He Nanxi now, or you can also call me Mrs. Fu. Since I was six years old, you are no longer my father."

Wen Mingde shook his head and looked carefully at the person in front of him.

She had become a little plumper, with more flesh on her little face, her eyes and eyebrows were gentle, and her belly was bulging. Her lover was supporting her by her side, his eyes full of concern.

That's his daughter.

It is his only bloodline in this world.

Wen Mingde suddenly remembered that when she was little, she was so lively and cute, and would sweetly call him dad and ask him to hold her up high.

She clearly looks like she did when she was a child, so why is she so cruel to him?

"Xixi, you clearly loved daddy before, why are you so indifferent now?"

"Are you here to reminisce about the past?"

He Nanxi looked into his eyes and smiled coldly:

"Why am I so cold to you? Isn't it because you killed my mother? You had her kidnapped, and you personally forced him to death, Wen Mingde. There's a life between you and me, and that can't be resolved simply by blood."

If He Wanfeng had survived that year, what a dazzling woman she would have been.

She was not even thirty years old, so young, but she died without a complete body because she loved the wrong person.

Now the culprit is still asking her why, which is ridiculous.

Wen Mingde's eyes moved slightly, as if he recalled something.

After a while, he smiled bitterly:

"You're so aggressive, you look just like your mother."

It is said that daughters take after their fathers, but Wen Nanxi looks and has the same personality as He Wanfeng.

This is also one of the things that Wen Mingde dislikes about her.

"When I met your mother at school, I really liked her. She was so beautiful and talented. She was the president of the photography association and a regular host at major evening parties. Her eyes were as dazzling as the stars in the sky. She had countless suitors. I really loved her terribly."

He Nanxi sneered: "But you betrayed her."

"I have a reason."

He Nanxi did not interrupt him.

She also wanted to hear about her mother's past.

Wen Mingde had a smile on his face, as if he was recalling the good memories of the past.

"Your mother is really popular. The boys chasing her can line up from Kyoto University to outside Kyoto. And they are all elites, with excellent character and academic performance. Compared with them, I am nothing. I am just a rich second-generation whose family is on the verge of bankruptcy. Apart from a decent face, I have nothing else.

I had a few friends outside of school at the time who were quite opinionated. I treated them to a few meals, and they agreed to help me pursue He Wanfeng. So one day, when He Wanfeng rushed back to school from an off-campus activity, they surrounded her and pretended to insult her.

He Nanxi clenched his fists instantly: "Despicable!"