Xiao Hua returned home after 11 p.m. Zhou Musheng drove her back, and He Yan waited at the entrance of the residential area.
My jealousy had already been brewing for a long time.
He watched as Xiaohua got out of Zhou Musheng's car and the two of them stood together affectionately, touching each other's hair, faces, and hugging, as if they hadn't seen each other for ages and didn't know how to be intimate.
What's most infuriating is that they kissed at the end, which is absolutely unbearable for He Yan.
But what if it's intolerable? We still have to endure it!
He lurked in the shadows like a despicable voyeur, spying on the happiness and joy of others.
At that moment, it felt like his heart had been stabbed, the pain making it hard for him to breathe.
He clutched his heart tightly, painfully calling out Xiaohua's name.
His worst fears came true; they ended up together. All his efforts these past few days seemed utterly superfluous and laughable.
Even if he makes one mistake, no matter how many right things he does afterward, Xiaohua will not change her opinion of him in the slightest.
Why is Xiaohua so cruel to him? He is Kang'an's father, after all. How has he treated Xiaohua these past few days? Doesn't Xiaohua see any of it? Or is her heart just ice-cold and can never be warmed up?
Is it that he can't warm it up, or is it just that he can't warm it up?
Xiao Hua waved goodbye to Zhou Musheng, and He Yan only came out after Zhou Musheng's car drove away.
"What time is it now? Kang An has been waiting for you. Is the child more important or that other man?"
He Yan immediately began questioning him.
For some reason, Xiaohua didn't seem as assertive in her response to He Yan this time. It was indeed past 11 o'clock, and as a mother, she felt bad for her child to be getting home so late.
Anyway, no matter what kind of good mother it is, she doesn't get home until almost midnight.
Is Kang An asleep?
Surprisingly, Xiao Hua didn't confront He Yan this time.
Do you care whether I sleep or not?
He Yan said in a sarcastic tone.
"Don't be sarcastic with me. I'll say it again, you have no right to interfere in my affairs."
Xiaohua looked unwell.
"Who cares about your business? You can be with whichever wild man you want, it has nothing to do with me."
I just want to remind you that you also have another identity: a mother. When you're out dating other men, have you ever thought about your child? Have you thought about whether she's eating properly? Have you thought about whether she's sleeping well? Have you thought about how your child is waiting for you, her mother, to come home and tell her a story?
He Yan kept referring to Zhou Musheng as a "wild man," and that's how Zhou Musheng got labeled with that term.
Xiaohua's anger level soared after what he said.
"Enough, He Yan! Has the child eaten properly? You, as her father, are right here. Can't you let her eat properly? Has she slept properly? Can't you, as her father, coax her to sleep? She wants to hear a story. Can't you tell her one? I have to do all these things!"
Does this mean that children's affairs are automatically the mother's responsibility, while the father is not? It's as if some things are solely the mother's responsibility, and if the father does them, there's a reason to criticize the mother, while if the mother does them, it's considered her duty and a matter of course, and if the father does them, he should be praised and rewarded.
He Yan was furious that Xiao Hua not only failed to recognize her mistake but also dared to talk back to him like that. He was determined to stop giving her the time of day.
“These things don’t necessarily have to be done by you, but at least you should do half of them. For so long, haven’t I been the only one taking care of the child? How many times have you taken care of the child? Since that’s the case, then we can take care of the child on equal terms from now on.”
He Yan didn't stand on ceremony.
"If you don't want to care about it anymore, you don't have to care about it anymore. You can move out of my house right now."
Xiao Hua thought He Yan was really ridiculous. She had been raising the child alone for three years, why didn't he mention that? During this time, he was the one who mainly looked after the child, and now he's starting to act all high and mighty?
He Yan looked at Xiao Hua and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, Ye Xiao Hua, you're really something. You care so much about that wild man. It's because that wild man can't stand me living here, so you're taking this opportunity to kick me out of your place today."
Xiao Hua didn't want to offend Zhou Musheng, and He Yan was right; she did indeed have the same thought.
However, just when she was worried about how to bring it up with He Yan, the two of them ended up saying it out loud during an argument, and she suddenly felt a sense of relief.
"Didn't you say you didn't want to take care of the child anymore? If you don't want to take care of the child anymore, why are you still staying here? Move out tomorrow. I'll take care of the child by myself from now on. I won't need you, and I don't dare to trouble you."
Little Flower really chased after him.
He Yan's eyes suddenly reddened. But he was a man after all, and tears don't just flow easily. However, the fact that his eyes were red proved that he was extremely sad at that moment.
He turned and walked out of the residential area.
Seeing his dejected and forlorn figure, Xiaohua suddenly couldn't bring herself to be ruthless.
She was reflecting on herself, wondering if what she had just said was too harsh.
However, as she reflected on herself for being too cruel, a voice suddenly filled her mind: "If you feel sorry for a man who will be unlucky for the rest of his life, do you still feel sorry for him?"
Xiaohua thought for a moment, then thought, "Well, forget it. When I was raising the child for those three years, who cared about me and the child? All I did was say a few harsh words to him. His sadness is his business, what does it have to do with me?"
Xiaohua felt much better when she thought this way. If she wanted to leave, she should leave. It would be better if she left. She carried her bag and walked home in her high heels.
Seeing that Xiao Hua had no intention of keeping him, He Yan was so angry that tears finally welled up in his eyes. People say that men don't easily shed tears, unless they are deeply saddened. It was clear that He Yan was truly heartbroken.
Xiao Hua quietly opened the door and went to Kang An's room. Kang Kang was already asleep, holding a pale yellow doll in his arms. Feeling a little guilty, she kissed the child's face on both sides.
"Baby, I'm so sorry, it's all Mommy's fault. Mommy will come home earlier in the evenings from now on."
Kang An suddenly woke up.
"Mom, you're finally back! I missed you so much!"
Xiao Hua picked up Kang An and gently patted her back, just like she used to lull her to sleep when she was very little.
"My darling, why are you awake? Go back to sleep, let Mommy comfort you, okay?"
Kang An'an rested her little head on her mother's shoulder and hugged her mother's neck tightly with both hands, as if afraid that her mother would leave. This action broke Xiao Hua's heart.
"Mom, where's Dad?"
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