Chapter 67 Fate

Ji Yanting cried out in pain, and he sat down on the ground with a pale face. This fall must have opened his old wound.

He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and his voice was as gentle as ever: "Xuemei, listen to me, okay? After I finish, if you don't forgive me, I will leave and never bother you and your daughter again."

Ling Xuemei raised her head and noticed Ji Yanting's pale face, and her heart ached slightly. Damn it, why am I still heartbroken? I should hate him. Even if he died in front of me, I couldn't be soft-hearted. Ling Xuemei, you can't be so useless. No matter what he says, you can't forgive him.

"Speak." Ling Xuemei said in a cold tone.

Ji Yanting struggled to stand up, his legs still trembling slightly.

Ling Xuemei frowned, turned her head, and clenched her fists. Don't be soft-hearted, absolutely not soft-hearted.

Ji Yanting tried hard to stand up straight, walked to Ling Xuemei with difficulty, and looked at her tenderly, "Xuemei, when I returned to Beijing, I wanted to take you and Yaoyao over after everything was arranged, but I didn't expect my father to send me to the army. He promised me that as long as I could be successful, he would not object to us being together. After I joined the army, I worked hard to take on missions, wanting to be promoted earlier, and wanting to bring you and Yaoyao to my side earlier. But I didn't expect that I would be seriously injured in a mission, and I have been in a coma since then. When I woke up, my legs were paralyzed."

Ling Xuemei's heart moved slightly, and she saw the sincerity and pain in Ji Yanting's eyes. She knew that what he said was true.

"After I woke up, I asked people to look for you, but the news I got back was that you and Yaoyao were already..." At this point, Ji Yanting's tears flowed even more fiercely.

He sniffed hard and controlled his emotions, "But I didn't believe it, so as soon as my leg healed, I came to Yuncheng and went to Hongxing Village. I met Qin Hai, who went to the countryside with me that year. He told me that you were gone and even your graves were washed away by the mountain torrents."

His body trembled even more violently, and he stared at Ling Xuemei tightly, "Fortunately you are still here, Xuemei, give me a chance, okay? Let me make up for you and Yaoyao."

Ling Xuemei lowered her head and said nothing, her tears had already wet her cheeks. She didn't know whether she should forgive him.

Ji Yanting took a step forward, stretched out his arms to hug Ling Xuemei, "Xuemei, can you give me a chance?"

"Let me think about it." Ling Xuemei pushed Ji Yanting away.

Ji Yanting stumbled and fell backwards again. His legs were really painful now, as if being bitten by millions of ants, or burned by a raging fire, the pain was unbearable.

"What's wrong with you?" Ling Xuemei found something wrong, and hurriedly stepped forward to support Ji Yanting who was about to fall, looking at him with concern.

Ji Yanting shook his head, and a smile overflowed from his eyes with tears. He reached out and held Ling Xuemei's hand, "I think my old injury has recurred, don't worry, I'm fine, just rest for a while." He knew that Xuemei still cared about her.

"Who is worried about you." Ling Xuemei glared at Ji Yanting and helped him walk to the bed.

The smile in Ji Yanting's eyes became even more intense, and the tenderness in his eyes was like the warm sunshine in winter, "Xuemei, thank you!"

Ling Xuemei turned her eyes away awkwardly, "I didn't say I forgave you." So many years have passed, and this man is still so shameless. He dares to open a dyeing factory when he is given three shades.

Ling Xuemei supported Ji Yanting and slowly let him lie down on the bed.

She stretched out her fingers and gently placed them on Ji Yanting's pulse. As time passed, her brows became tighter and tighter. Ji Yanting's body hid countless hidden injuries, especially his legs, which should have experienced fatal injuries.

Ling Xuemei took back her hand, "You take a rest, I'm going out."

"Xuemei, I'm in pain, can you stay with me?" Ji Yanting reached out and held Ling Xuemei's hand, looking at her pitifully. He understood Xuemei and knew that she was the most susceptible to his tricks. In addition, he didn't want to separate from her, he wanted to talk to her more. He was very afraid that all this was just a dream.

Ling Xuemei closed her eyes, "Ji Yanting, don't push it, or I will drive you out."

Ji Yanting withdrew his hand aggrievedly, "Xuemei, I just want to talk to you more, please don't be angry, okay?"

Ling Xuemei took a deep breath, "Just lie down with me."

After that, she walked out angrily. I don't know if she was angry with herself or with Ji Yanting.

Ji Yanting looked at Ling Xuemei's back until she disappeared at the door, then he reluctantly withdrew his gaze and raised a happy smile. Great! He finally saw them mother and daughter again. This time he would never be separated from them again. He would give them the best things.

Ling Xuemei walked out of the house, took a deep breath, and walked towards the kitchen.

Ling Yao was heating up the dishes in the kitchen. She heard what Ling Xuemei and Ji Yanting said just now. Mom was still too soft-hearted and was eaten by the cunning fox Ji Yanting. But she was still happy that the family was reunited, as long as her mother was happy.

"Yaoyao, mom wants to talk to you." Ling Xuemei was a little uneasy. She had actually forgiven Ji Yanting in her heart, but she didn't know if her daughter would forgive Ji Yanting. Ji Yanting had never fulfilled his father's responsibilities for so many years, causing Yaoyao to be ridiculed as a fatherless child. Yaoyao didn't know if she would hate him?

"Mom, do you still love him?" Ling Yao brought the food to the table and looked directly at Ling Xuemei.

Ling Xuemei's ears were immediately stained with a blush, and she glanced at Ling Yao, "What nonsense are you talking about?" She should love Ji Yanting, otherwise she wouldn't be soft-hearted towards him.

Ling Yao smiled faintly, "Mom, you don't have to worry about me. I'm an adult. The most important thing is what you think in your heart."

"I...I don't know either." Ling Xuemei lowered her head, not daring to look into Ling Yao's eyes. She was very conflicted now. She knew that she had forgiven Ji Yanting, but she didn't want to forgive him so quickly. Although he also had his own difficulties, the harm he caused to her and her daughter was real. Especially Yaoyao, who had never enjoyed fatherly love since she was a child.

"How's his leg?" Ling Yao changed the subject. When she was examining Ji Yanting's pulse before, she found that his leg was seriously injured and he had just recovered not long ago.

"I don't know. He just fell down. He must be in pain." Ling Xuemei was a little worried about Ji Yanting and wanted to go see him.

Ling Yao looked at Ling Xuemei for a while, smiled and looked away, "I'm hungry."

Ling Xuemei also felt hungry at this time. She was busy all day and only had a steamed bun for lunch. She

walked to Ling Yao and sat down. After hesitating for a moment, Ling Xuemei said, "Yaoyao, if mom forgives him, will you blame mom?" She still wanted to hear what Yaoyao was thinking.