Jiang Can's eyes darkened, and a trace of sadness flashed across his handsome face.
After a long pause, she softly uttered two words: "No."
Huo Zhixing's heart skipped a beat, and he hugged her even tighter.
Yes, she should have been a little princess born with a silver spoon in her mouth in the Yin family, but she endured a lot of hardship in the first twenty-odd years of her life.
Living under someone else's roof, struggling to make ends meet, she constantly had to face the hostility of the world.
Even her marriage was a substitute marriage...
Huo Zhixing often thought that if he hadn't happened to be recuperating in that village, if he hadn't happened to be taking Gu Mang's place, he would have been a great man.
Will he ever meet Jiang Can again?
If Jiang Can really marries Gu Mang and is abused by him... she'll probably just accept it passively.
But there will never be any light in her eyes again.
Huo Zhixing felt a lingering fear, and the hand holding her shoulder involuntarily tightened.
"Zhixing," Jiang Can said softly, "why are you suddenly bringing this up with me?"
"Oh, it's nothing," he replied casually. "We were just chatting."
"Was it because that little kid was so cute today that it stirred up your fatherly side?"
Huo Zhixing looked at her gently and smiled, ruffling her hair.
Jiang Can leaned against him like a kitten.
She was only wearing a thin nightgown, revealing one shoulder, and her face was fair and rosy, like a ripe peach.
Huo Zhixing sensed that something was stirring somewhere.
However, he couldn't be too obvious; he had to subtly get to the point while chatting with her, which would appear more gentlemanly...
“Motherly love is a woman’s nature,” he smiled. “Actually, for men, fatherly love is also an instinct.”
Jiang Can looked at him with her big eyes, "So you think that my so-called biological father also loves me?"
Huo Zhixing paused for a moment, then did not answer.
He recalled all the things Yin Ruohong had done.
The old man's care and affection for Jiang Can were definitely not feigned.
From Jiang Can's perspective, he also felt that such a person should not be easily forgiven.
But from a man's perspective, he felt sorry for Yin Ruohong.
No matter how bad this old man is, his feelings for Yin Wenxi have always remained unchanged. For that reason alone, Huo Zhixing wanted to say a few words in his defense.
“Can Can,” he said in a low voice, gently stroking her long hair, “Perhaps your father really had his own reasons. Sometimes men are not in control of their own lives, and many things cannot be done in a way that satisfies both sides.”
"So, it's because of us, the three of us, that he's in a difficult position?" Jiang Can's eyes darkened. "We are his predicament, but he also has his own predicament on the other side of the scale. Why is he abandoning us instead of the other side?"
“Can Can…”
“Men are really hard to fathom,” she said, looking at him. “What compelling reason could have driven him to make this decision?”
Huo Zhixing remained silent.
Jiang Can continued, "You're a man too... won't you make the same choice someday when you're 'forced' to?"
"Huh?" Huo Zhixing was dumbfounded.
How did this conversation end up involving myself?
He looked up and suddenly realized that the little woman had broken free from his embrace and was glaring at him with a displeased expression.
"No, Can Can, I..."
"You never talk to me about these things!" Jiang Can's voice trembled slightly. "But what's wrong with you today? What are you trying to say to me by asking all these questions indirectly?"
"Are you trying to tell me that if you 'have no choice' to abandon me in the future, I shouldn't blame you, because you've already given me a heads-up, right?"
Huo Zhixing was shocked and tried to hug her in a flustered manner, but she pushed him away!
Jiang Can jumped out of bed, gathering up the blankets and pillows while simultaneously conducting a clear and simple analysis in her mind:
The moment the man got into bed, he started talking to her about children, fathers, and fatherly love.
She then talked about her biological father, whom she had never met.
Then, from this, we can deduce things like men's predicaments, men's helplessness, and men's dilemmas...
This is completely different from their usual conversations.
Huo Zhixing would never ramble on and on about these things with her like this!
Therefore, his unusual behavior today could be due to two possibilities:
First, he was indirectly blaming her for not being able to give him a child.
Secondly... he had the idea of giving up on her?
Jiang Can suddenly stopped what she was doing.
She got stuck in this dead end, her heart ached terribly, and tears suddenly welled up in her eyes.
"Can Can...wife!" Huo Zhixing panicked completely. "That's not what I meant! You've misunderstood me!"
"Don't touch me!"
Jiang Can shouted and grabbed his pillow and blanket, ready to throw them out.
Huo Zhixing hurriedly blocked her way, wanting to use the trick Lu Lishan had taught him.
But before she could even kneel down, Jiang Can pushed her out the door, blanket and all!
Huo Zhixing pounded on the bedroom door, finally understanding what it meant to be like an ant on a hot pan.
And what does it mean to reap what you sow?
Did having a meal with Bai Jingyuan lower your IQ? Why are you defending Yin Ruohong!
There was no movement from the bedroom for a long time, so it seemed that Jiang Can wasn't planning to open the door for him tonight.
Huo Zhixing didn't go to the guest room; instead, he curled up on the sofa with a blanket. The sofa was by the window, from which he could see Fat Orange shivering outside in the cold.
He opened the door a crack, and the fat orange cat hopped and skipped into the room. Seeing that he didn't chase it away, it took advantage of the situation and jumped onto the sofa, then snuggled into his blankets.
"Meow!"
Huo Zhixing lay down and gently stroked its head.
"Fat Orange, your mother has a terrible temper," he muttered.
"Meow~"
"I remember she used to be very gentle, why is she getting fiercer and fiercer?"
"Meow!"
Are all women this unreasonable?
This time, the chubby orange cat didn't respond, but instead hunched its little head and looked in a certain direction.
Huo Zhixing suddenly had a bad feeling.
He also looked in the direction that Fatty Orange was looking...
Jiang Can was standing on the stairs, staring coldly at him, holding a cashmere blanket in her hand.
The weather forecast said it would get colder tonight. She stayed in the house for a long time, still angry, but when she thought about how he only had a thin blanket, she couldn't bear it, so she found another blanket.
I never expected to hear such a profound statement as soon as I went downstairs...
Jiang Can didn't get angry but laughed instead, and Huo Zhixing also twitched the corners of his mouth, his smile looking more like a grimace.
The next second, a blanket fell from the sky and covered him completely!
Jiang Can went upstairs in a few steps, returned to her room, and slammed the door shut with a deafening bang.
Huo Zhixing's heart sank to the bottom, and he was filled with deep regret.
Just then, my phone rang.
"Hey, Third Brother, you're still awake, right?" The voice on the other end was excited. "I'm telling you, I found another trendy restaurant, and I'm planning to take Wanyin to try it out... Why don't you and your sister-in-law come along too?"
Huo Zhixing gritted his teeth, remained silent for a few seconds, and then suddenly roared:
"Don't ask me to have dinner with you again!"
They're practically eating themselves silly!
After Huo Zhixing finished yelling and hung up the phone, Bai Jingyuan on the other end looked completely bewildered.
Did I offend him again?
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