Chapter 125 Asking her ex-husband to disappear from her world
If Yu Yan's gaze towards him used to have at least a little warmth, now it's completely devoid of warmth, chilling to the bone.
Xiang Jingheng's heart sank heavily.
"What do you want?" Yu Yan asked coldly.
Shao Muyan and his wife both looked at him, their eyes dark and ready to attack at any moment. The words Xiang Jingheng wanted to say were stuck in his throat, and he managed to utter them after a few turns.
"Can you get down?"
For the first time, Xiang Jingheng pleaded in such a humble tone, "I want to talk to you."
Shao Muyan narrowed his eyes, wanting to refuse on Yu Yan's behalf, but he didn't have the right to do so at the moment.
His thin lips were pressed tightly together.
"cannot."
Yu Yan spoke into Shao Muyan's ear and decisively refused.
Xiang Jingheng was taken aback.
He hadn't expected Yu Yan to reject him, even after he had already humbled himself so much...
Madam Shao thought to herself: Good!
Why should I get off? I'm not getting off!
Shao Muyan's thin lips loosened, and his tense expression eased somewhat.
Xiang Jingheng's face burned. He didn't want the Shao family to laugh at him, but since he had made up his mind to pursue his wife, he had to lower his stance.
What else does he have to be proud of?
"Yu Yan, give me some face."
Xiang Jingheng used what he considered to be the gentlest tone he had ever used, and even smiled, "It won't take up too much of your time."
Yu Yan remained unmoved, only asking him, "Have you ever given me any face?"
"..." One sentence made Xiang Jingheng's smile crack.
Substance and face, all gone in an instant.
Yu Yan's voice was cold, "Your mother came to the hospital and made a scene, saying that Xiang Chu and I would cut off all ties, and that neither you nor Xiang Chu would appear in front of me. How can you go back on your word?"
Xiang Jingheng's face was practically cracking with embarrassment. The thought of his mother causing a scene at Yu Yan's place while she was sick, saying such hurtful things, made him feel utterly ashamed.
"Don't take what my mom said to heart, that's just the kind of person she is..."
Yu Yan interrupted him, "If I told you that Xiang Chu wasn't your child, but rather the child of me and another man, how would you feel?"
Xiang Jingheng's expression changed. "Don't talk nonsense."
Yu Yan scoffed lightly, "I was just talking nonsense, why do you have to take it to heart?"
Xiang Jingheng: "..."
He understood what Yu Yan meant by criticizing him. Words spoken are like water spilled; they cannot be taken back, especially harsh words, which can sometimes hurt more than a real knife.
But that was his mother who gave birth to him; what could he do?
Does he have to abandon his mother for his wife?
"Xiang Jingheng, it's become difficult for us to get along amicably. I hope you can be more sensible and disappear from my world."
Yu Yan said very directly, "I don't want to see you again."
Xiang Jingheng suddenly looked up.
Her words were like a sharp blade piercing my heart and lungs, catching me completely off guard.
The car window closed slowly in front of him, and the driver drove into the compound. Xiang Jingheng stood there, feeling cold in his limbs and his heart aching so much that he couldn't breathe.
The woman who once had his heart and soul could one day be so heartless.
It turns out that love really can disappear.
Xiang Jingheng clutched his chest, his face deathly pale, and then everything went black before he collapsed to the ground.
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When Yu Yan returned home and smelled the familiar scent, the gloom in her heart instantly dissipated.
The house is spotless, which makes it very comfortable to look at.
"Wow, that's really good."
Mrs. Shao hadn't been here for many years. The layout of the house was still the same as before, but because different people lived there, it felt completely different.
She watched as Shao Muyan took Yu Yan's slippers out of the shoe cabinet, then put on his own, his movements so natural.
Looking around at the living room filled with various books and trinkets, she could immediately tell which ones belonged to her son and which ones to Yu Yan.
Their third son used to be a person with a strong sense of personal privacy and boundaries at home. He had to keep his things separately, otherwise he would feel very uncomfortable.
But now his things are even mixed with Yu Yan's. The more lenient the boundaries are for others, the narrower the boundaries are for Yu Yan. It doesn't matter if he crosses the line.
Tsk tsk, how is this any different from a young couple living their daily lives?
"Mom, you should wear these." Shao Muyan only paid attention to his mother after taking care of Yu Yan.
Madam Shao didn't think there was anything wrong with it; she thought it should be this way and nodded, "Okay, whatever."
"Aunt Qiu, please have a seat."
Yu Yan was very considerate of Mrs. Shao, saying, "We have tea and coffee at home, what would you like to drink?"
"Either way is fine, whatever is convenient for you."
"How about coffee? I remember you love cappuccino. We have coffee beans and milk at home, I'll make it for you."
“Okay,” Mrs. Shao said, her emotions running high. “I love it.”
Yu Yan turned on the coffee machine and deftly took out the milk and coffee beans. Mrs. Shao didn't sit down either, but just watched her do it.
She is a straightforward person and naturally dislikes people who are indecisive.
Yu Yan's work style is just like her experimental style: efficient, meticulous, and methodical. Plus, her hands are beautiful, making them a feast for the eyes and hard to look away from.
Shao Muyan and his wife stared at it for a while. While his wife chatted with Yu Yan, Shao Muyan carried Yu Yan's luggage upstairs.
After Yu finished grinding the coffee beans, he turned around and found that Shao Muyan and his luggage were gone.
She hesitated for a moment, then called out loudly upstairs, "Uncle Yan, I can do it myself!"
"It's okay, I've brought it up."
"..."
Yu Yan's expression flashed with a hint of annoyance. She had promised to trouble Uncle Yan less in the future, but she seemed to forget it as soon as she was in a certain situation. Habit is a terrible thing.
"May I have a look around?" Mrs. Shao asked politely.
Yu Yan quickly replied, "Of course, please feel free to look around."
She smiled shyly again, "Uncle Yan was fine when he lived alone, but he'll probably feel a bit more reserved now that I've moved in."
"Why is he so restrained? He seems quite at ease and enjoying himself."
Yu Yan lowered her eyes and smiled, but dared not respond to those words.
“This house was originally left to you by your grandparents. He’s shameless enough to stay here for free. We’re already being generous by not charging him rent. What more could he want?” Mrs. Shao didn’t side with her son at all.
Yu Yan hurriedly said, "No, no, Uncle Yan was actually entitled to his own house a long time ago, but he voluntarily gave up his spot. Moreover, during the years I was away from home, thanks to Uncle Yan for taking care of Grandpa and Grandma and fulfilling his filial duties for me, it is only right that he lives here."
“My grandparents often say that none of their three sons combined are as considerate as Uncle Yan, and if the house is to be left, it should be left to Uncle Yan. We have no objections.” Yu Yan also knows that the Shao family doesn’t need another house, but one thing is one thing.
If it belongs to Uncle Yan, then it belongs to him. Neither she nor any other member of the Yu family will compete with Uncle Yan for it.
"That's because you have kind hearts."
While feeling gratified, Mrs. Shao sighed softly, "Actually, his father and I really didn't help much with scientific research. You know Ayan's personality; he's upright but also stubborn. And having achieved fame at a young age, he's inevitably arrogant and doesn't know how to restrain himself. If it weren't for your grandparents protecting him, I don't know how many losses and detours he would have suffered."
"The Yu family has always been upright and honest, never fighting or vying for anything. The brothers in the family are also very friendly. It's all thanks to your grandfather's good teaching. It was the best move my father and I made to have Ayan become Master Yu's disciple. If he had been taught by another master, Ayan might not have achieved what he has today. Our two families have long been one family, at least in my heart."
There was no soundproofing between the upstairs and downstairs floors, and Shao Muyan could hear everything clearly while standing on the stairs.
A moment later, Yu Yan said with a smile, "I also think we've been family for a long time."
A warm current seemed to flow into the depths of Shao Muyan's heart, and a beautiful smile curved his lips.
But a voice inside me was screaming: Are they just family?
Could we go one step further?
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