Chapter 2375 I Could Have Had a Son

Xiao Chongyang's words did not scare Gu Changhai, nor would they scare him.

If Xiao Chongyang really wanted to kill him, he might have succeeded long ago.

But Xiao Chongyang was never satisfied with letting him die quickly. He liked to play like a cat teasing its prey. He would not feel satisfied until he made him live in fear and die a miserable death.

Gu Changhai has often wondered recently why Xiao Chongyang is so mentally twisted, so cruel and cold-blooded.

Just because he had to watch his beloved woman marry someone else?

If this is the case, then every wrong has its perpetrator, and Xiao Chongyang should take revenge on Gu Changhai. Why is he so cruel to the people around him?

He ignored his children's happiness and only regarded them as tools to expand his career. He beat his wife and was even more cruel to his subordinates.

How painful must a person's life be to enjoy torturing others so much?

As he grew older, Gu Changhai's state of mind gradually changed, and he gradually understood that when a person does not let go of others, it is mostly because he is unwilling to let go of himself.

Perhaps the person Xiao Chongyang hated the most was himself...

Because of these questions, and after a long talk with Han Ye, Gu Changhai conducted a thorough investigation into Xiao Chongyang's private life a few days ago.

I actually found out something.

Gu Changhai probably understood the real reason for Xiao Chongyang's pain...

He collected his thoughts and expressed his understanding of what Xiao Chongyang had just said: "But Wanqing and I were already together before we boarded the ship. I didn't force her."

"I don't believe a word you say! She couldn't possibly be willing to be with you..."

Xiao Chongyang's eyes were red. He didn't say anything else. He started coughing violently, and the white handkerchief covering his mouth and nose was soon soaked in blood.

Gu Changhai shook his head helplessly, took a napkin from the table and handed it to Xiao Chongyang.

"You'd better stop talking, as if I'm bullying a dying person like you."

"If it weren't for you, Wanqing and I could have been together happily!" Xiao Chongyang growled angrily, but his voice was hoarse and lacked momentum.

Gu Changhai looked at him and finally swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Xiao Chongyang was once handsome and full of vigor. Even in middle age, his charm remained unchanged.

But as his condition worsened, in just a few months, he became emaciated and looked as haggard as a man in his seventies or eighties.

When a person reaches this point, the dignity of living can no longer be guaranteed. Gu Changhai is unwilling to expose his scars or talk about his pain points.

Gu Changhai sat on the chair next to Xiao Zhongyang and said lightly: "Without me, you may not be happy."

Xiao Chongyang frowned: "What do you mean?"

Gu Changhai said, it’s meaningless. Anyway, I didn’t force Wanqing to marry me. Later, when she knew you were still alive, she chose to stay with me.

It is a fact that Wanqing has given up on Xiao Chongyang and no longer loves him.

Regardless of whether Xiao Chongyang is willing to believe it or not.

Xiao Chongyang suddenly gave a bitter smile and nodded: "Yes, she doesn't love me anymore. Women are always fickle, without exception."

He paused, then continued muttering to himself, "Maybe she never loved me from the beginning. After all, I come from a humble background and am not worthy of her. Of course she would like a rich young man like you..."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the liquor at hand and drank it all in one gulp.

Gu Changhai listened to his words and looked at his expression, and wanted to fight with him again.

Xiao Chongyang has lived a life of luxury throughout his life. He has both fame and fortune, but in the end, he is still that sensitive and self-deprecating poor boy at heart.

Gu Changhai didn't care how inferior he felt, but he couldn't bear to hear him slander Wanqing.

Having kept the matter hidden from Xiao Chongyang for most of his life, Gu Changhai decided to tell him at this moment.

At least let him know that Wanqing is not a woman who is fickle and despises the poor and loves the rich, and it is Xiao Chongyang who has let Wanqing down.

"Then you know, the reason she was willing to marry me was because she was pregnant at the time, and the child was yours. But she thought you were dead, so in order to give birth to the child safely and let the child have a complete family in the future, she decided to marry me."

"What!" Xiao Chongyang stood up suddenly.

In the evening, there was a storm on the sea, and the cruise ship was rolling up and down. He almost fell down, and finally held on to the back of the chair, but his body was still shaking violently.

"I don't want to say it again." Gu Changhai said with a cold face.

"What about the child? You killed my child?"

Xiao Chongyang stepped forward, grabbed Gu Changhai by the collar and questioned him.

Gu Changhai pushed him away without much effort.

Xiao Chongyang staggered back two steps, one of his legs limping a little, appearing to be struggling even more.

Gu Changhai thought about Xiao Chongyang's leg being lame because of himself, and seeing his miserable state today, his inner anger subsided, and he felt more guilty instead.

But it was impossible to speak to this man in a nice and gentle manner, so he said coldly: "I'm not you, thinking about killing my son every day."

"Where the hell is that kid?!"

Gu Changhai picked up the empty wine glass, picked up two ice cubes from the ice bucket and put them into the glass, then poured himself a glass of wine. "It stopped developing at four months. I had a miscarriage."

"Why? Why did it stop growing?"

Gu Changhai took a sip of wine and took a deep breath. "The doctor said that excessive sadness affected the fetus."

Xiao Chongyang pursed his lips, and then turbid tears flowed from his eyes. He slowly buried his face in his hands.

The sound of the crashing waves drowned out his sobs...

Gu Changhai turned his gaze to the distance. In the blink of an eye, the sun had fallen below the sea level, and only a dark red remained on the sea surface.

Gu Changhai still felt distressed when he thought of Wanqing's sad face when she had a miscarriage.

That was not his child, and knowing that the child's father was still alive, Gu Changhai had selfish motives. He did not want Wanqing to give birth to the child. After hearing the news of the miscarriage, he was even relieved.

However, when Wanqing hurt herself due to excessive grief and self-blame, Gu Changhai regretted not telling her earlier: Xiao Chongyang was actually still alive.

Knowing that my lover is alive, I won’t feel depressed, and maybe the child will be born smoothly...

However, when things developed to that point, he dared not tell the truth and could only love her even more.

Many things are like this, one wrong step, then another, until there is no chance to turn back...

Xiao Chongyang's voice interrupted Gu Changhai's thoughts, and he whispered, "Four months... Is it a boy or a girl..."

"boy."

Xiao Chongyang suddenly laughed, "So... I could have had a son if I hadn't taken that last order, if I hadn't gone to the no-man's land..."

He could have had a son, but now he has no son.

Gu Changhai finally heard him admit it himself and asked, "So whose child is Xiao Jun, and why does he look so much like my Ah Ye?"