Chapter 17. Bai Xiao: Urgent! My wife has run away from home, what should I do!

When Bai Xiao first saw Song Huai behaving intimately with another man, he almost wanted to get out of the car immediately, go to Song Huai, and confront him to get an explanation.

But then he realized that he had no right to question Song Huai. Song Huai was just a marriage of convenience that he had asked to help him, and they would get divorced sooner or later.

Song Huai can go find any man he likes; to Song Huai, I am nothing more than a fleeting passerby in his life.

Bai Xiao knew she couldn't let her feelings for Song Huai continue to develop.

Recently, he had been trying to distance himself from Song Huai, intentionally working overtime frequently in an attempt to avoid him. He thought that as long as they met less often, his feelings for Song Huai would naturally fade.

But today, when he received Song Huai's WeChat message, he struggled internally for a long time. In the end, he acted impulsively and gave in to his own impulses, choosing to come back early to have dinner with Song Huai.

Unexpectedly, upon returning, he witnessed such a scene, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head.

Bai Xiao was in a state of utter confusion; he felt he desperately needed to consume some alcohol.

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At home, in the kitchen.

Song Huai busied himself with the food for a while, and accidentally got splashed on his hand by hot oil in the pan. But he didn't care. He quickly rinsed his hand with cold water and continued cooking. Finally, he managed to prepare a table full of food before dark.

After carefully setting out the bowls and chopsticks, Song Huaiyuan wanted to serve the rice from the rice cooker as well, but he hesitated for a moment—the aroma of rice would be greatly reduced once it cooled down, so it would be better to wait for Bai Xiao to come back before serving the rice, so that Bai Xiao could eat a fragrant and hot meal.

With everything ready, Song Huai sat at the table, full of joy, waiting for Bai Xiao to return.

Time passed second by second, and the earth was gradually shrouded in night.

There was still no movement at the door. Song Huai waited and waited, but Bai Xiao didn't come. He kept reassuring himself: Bai Xiao might have been delayed by something at the company. Just wait a little longer, he will be back soon.

Since Bai Xiao promised, he will definitely come back.

The dishes and soup on the table were reheated countless times. Song Huai's heart sank, and the smile that had just been on his face vanished completely.

He finally couldn't hold back and sent Bai Xiao a message:

When are you coming back?

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After sending the message, Song Huai checked his phone every few minutes.

He opened his phone with great anticipation, but after seeing the empty message box, he lowered his eyes and turned off the phone.

Finally, after what seemed like the umpteenth time he turned on his phone, a white box popped up on the screen: [You have 1 message.]

Song Huai couldn't wait to unlock his phone and open WeChat.

Unexpectedly, it was a message from Song Chengping: "Find some time to invite Bai Xiao out for dinner."

After the two got married, Song Huai had not been in contact with the Song family for a long time. He only heard that the Song family and the Bai family had cooperated on several projects, and that the Song family's business was growing bigger and bigger.

Upon seeing Song Chengping's message, Song Huai became even more agitated. He couldn't understand why Song Chengping would suddenly ask Bai Xiao out for dinner. He didn't want to deal with his father for the time being and simply deleted the chat window with him.

Song Huai slammed his phone face down on the table with a loud "bang".

Several hours passed, and Bai Xiao was still nowhere to be seen. There were no more messages on his phone. Song Huai slumped listlessly on the table, and the dishes and soup on the table went cold once again.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Upon hearing the sound, Song Huai jumped up from his chair, his eyes instantly shining, and he rushed to open the door.

"Why are you only getting back now..." Song Huai opened the door and froze.

Bai Xiao looked like he had drunk too much; his face was pale, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were narrowed, and he was leaning against Ji Xia as if he had lost his balance.

Ji Xia helped the tipsy Bai Xiao up and smiled apologetically at Song Huai, "Mr. Song, we meet again."

Seeing Bai Xiao so intimately close to a stranger, Song Huai felt a lump in his throat, but he still forced a smile and said to Ji Xia, "Thank you for bringing Bai Xiao back."

Ji Xia left after dropping Bai Xiao off.

Bai Xiao didn't seem to be completely drunk; she still retained a sliver of consciousness.

He staggered toward the sofa, and Song Huai tried to help him up, but he dodged away.

Song Huai was at a loss. "Bai Xiao, I... I'll help you to bed. It'll be more comfortable to sleep in bed..."

Bai Xiao ignored him, sat on the sofa for a while, and then went straight to the stairs, intending to go upstairs to her room.

Ever since Bai Xiao saw Song Huai, his mind was filled with the scene of another man tying a scarf in Song Huai's ear that afternoon. Just thinking about that scene made Bai Xiao feel even more dizzy. He then happened to glance at the scarf on the sofa, and for a moment, Bai Xiao was consumed by jealousy, which made his mind even more unclear.

He wanted to tear off the shirt that the man had touched on Song Huai's body; he wanted to kiss Song Huai's pink lips fiercely; he wanted to leave his scent all over Song Huai's body; he wanted to... hold Song Huai tightly in his arms, not letting anyone covet him.

The anger in Bai Xiao's heart gradually burned down to his lower abdomen, transforming into a burning desire.

Bai Xiao knew he had to leave immediately, as far away from Song Huai as possible, otherwise he would eventually lose control.

Just then, Song Huai noticed that he was staggering and hurriedly came over to help him up, so as not to make him fall.

The person she had been thinking about was suddenly right in front of her. Bai Xiao's mind went blank for a moment, and her desire was about to overflow. But before that could happen, Bai Xiao used the last bit of reason left in her mind to push Song Huai away and shouted hoarsely, "Get out of here!"

After saying that, he disregarded everything else and hurried to the bathroom, hoping the cold water would help him sober up.

Song Huai was pushed heavily to the ground. He looked at Bai Xiao, who was leaving in a hurry, and couldn't believe what had happened.

The floor was covered with a thick carpet. Normally, even if Song Huai fell to the ground, he wouldn't feel any pain. But... why did he still feel so much pain, as if a piece of his heart had been ripped out?

They say people speak the truth when they're drunk, and the look of disgust on Bai Xiao's face when he pushed me away... was it all real? And on their wedding night, Bai Xiao's hatred for me was also real, wasn't it?

Perhaps Bai Xiao has always disliked himself, but he usually hides this feeling very well, only revealing it when he is drunk and his mind is not clear.

The thought of Bai Xiao hating him made Song Huai want to cry. At first, there were only a few tears, but later, it became uncontrollable. The tears rolled down Song Huai's cheeks one after another like beads from a broken string, and dripped to the ground.

While crying, Song Huai suddenly wanted to play the piano—he had always felt this way since he was a child, and whenever he was unhappy, he would want to play the piano.

He was like a traveler in the desert who hadn't drunk water for days and nights, desperately needing the nourishment of music.

But he definitely can't play the piano here; the only place he can play now is his studio.

Song Huai quickly wiped away his tears, unwilling to stay there any longer. He grabbed the studio keys and rushed out the door.