Chapter 23 Discovering Pregnancy, Exposing the Lie (Part 2)
"Ahe, I can explain!"
"Explain what?"
Qu He sneered.
"Explain your phone's dual operating system? Explain your three-year secret relationship with Qiao Mian? Explain the exciting things you and Qiao Mian did in your marital home? Or explain that the child in her belly isn't yours? Qian Zhaoye, you disgust me."
Qu He finally let out all the words that had been bottled up inside her.
Qian Zhaoye's mask of pretense shattered completely, his expression shifting from panic to shock. "You...you knew all along?"
He recalled Qu He's change in attitude during this period, and in an instant, all the details in his mind connected into a line. "Ahe, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please forgive me this once."
Qu He didn't even bother to look at him. "Don't call me by my name, it's disgusting to me!"
Qian Zhaoye tried to grab her hand, "It was all her fault for seducing me, it was all Qiao Mian's fault. It really was just an accident, I have no feelings for her, I've always loved you! You know that!"
Seeing that she remained unmoved, Qian Zhaoye even rushed over and tried to hug her.
He was emotional and, breathing heavily, said, "Ahe, we've been together for seven years. Give me another chance, and I promise I'll change! I'll do anything you ask if you can forgive me."
As Qu He saw him approaching, she retreated step by step until her back pressed against the wall.
"Qian Zhaoye, so you still remember that we were together for seven years. How did you treat me all these years?!"
"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I won't keep this child, I'll have her abort it. Ah He, please give me another chance, let's have the wedding tomorrow..."
*Smack*
Qu He raised her hand and slapped him across the face. "Enough!"
The crisp sound of a slap echoed in the stairwell.
Qian Zhaoye was stunned for a while after being hit, and looked at her in disbelief.
Qu He looked at her coldly, as if she were looking at a pile of mud. "Seven years have passed, and I have finally seen what kind of person you are. You don't even deserve to be a human being. Someone like you only deserves to live in the gutter and mud."
Qian Zhaoye tilted his head, and after a long while, he turned around, a twisted anger flashing in his eyes, completely devoid of his previous pleading.
"Seven years have passed, and you've finally told the truth. Qu He, you've always looked down on me, haven't you?"
He gritted his teeth, his voice rising: "And what about you? How much better do you think you are? If I hadn't begged you to stay at the company five years ago, wouldn't you have flown to England by now?"
"Is cheating all my fault? If you weren't so controlling, didn't care about your appearance, and weren't so inconsiderate, would I have chosen someone else? You kept saying you loved me for seven years, yet you can't even forgive me for this little thing..."
Qu He looked at him in disbelief.
Watch him turn the tables and attack others; watch him be so aggressive.
The world seemed to fall silent; all I could see were his lips moving constantly.
The face I'd loved for seven years became so distorted and terrifying at this moment...
"So..." Qu was so angry that her chest ached, and she could only speak intermittently, "...you think the affair was all my fault?"
It turns out that people's hearts can really be this ugly. This is just male instinct: selfish and despicable.
If you can't have it, destroy it; if you can't have love, hate it!
At this moment, Qu He even lost the desire to argue with him.
All the questions and rebukes vanished at that moment.
They wouldn't even spare a glance.
Because he's no longer worth it.
"Are you done?" Qu He heard her own voice, calm as if it came from the deep sea. "There's no need for us to continue this entanglement. Remember to notify them to cancel the wedding."
After saying that, she walked towards the door.
Qian Zhaoye rushed forward like a madman, trying to grab her hand again, but missed.
"Qu He! Think it through. Who else would want you besides me? You can never be happy without me! Can you really let go of seven years of feelings?"
Qu He didn't stop; instead, she quickened her pace, as if she were escaping from some kind of hell.
Driven to desperation, Qian Zhaoye raised his voice eight octaves, "Qu He, I've already apologized, what more do you want? Are you trying to drive me to my death?"
Qu He paused for a moment, then suddenly pulled open the door, letting in a flood of natural light.
She turned around, looked at him coldly, and said, word by word, "Then you might as well die."
Walk towards the sun, never look back.
In the corridor, Qiao Mian was still standing in the same spot, holding her bag in her hand. "Sister Qu, don't forget your bag."
Qu He stopped, her gaze falling on her flat stomach.
Qiao Mian wasn't flustered at all. She touched her belly with a hint of pride, her eyes crinkling with a smile, "Eight weeks."
Her voice was sickeningly sweet: "His mother has always wanted a grandson."
Fu Yuehua wants a grandson.
Of course she knew.
The sarcastic remarks made at the Qian family's dinner table echoed in my ears once again:
"Zhaoye, Mom made you some nourishing soup. If this woman can't have children, we should find another one as soon as possible..."
"Qu He, I'm not trying to be mean, but you've been pregnant for years and there's still no sign of a baby? Our Qian family absolutely cannot end with you!"
"What bad luck we have! We've got a hen that won't lay eggs, so we can't count on anything."
Whenever she heard these words, she felt like a commodity being sold, subject to being picked over and judged at will.
But is it all her fault?
Qu He's throat tightened, and she clenched her palms tightly.
Seeing her silence, Qiao Mian shrugged smugly, "Sister Qu, I won't abort this child."
She touched her belly, her eyes flashing with a sense of determination, "He will be the eldest grandson of the Qian family, and in the future... the only heir of the Qian family."
Qu He did not answer.
She looked away, took her bag from Qiao Mian's hand, and tilted her head slightly as they passed each other.
"Men are either cheating zero times or countless times. I hope you can hold onto your position as Mrs. Qian."
Qiao Mian's smile froze on her face.
Qu He left those words behind without looking back.
Qiao Mian stared at her departing figure for a long time before lowering her head, touching her belly and murmuring softly, "Of course. No one can take away what I want, right, baby?"
When I looked up again, she had that pitiful, harmless little white flower look on her face once more.
She took small, worried steps towards the stairwell, her voice trembling slightly: "Zhaoye, where are you~"
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