My Ex-Husband Is Proposing Again-Chapter 911 - If I Were to Die Tomorrow

Chapter 911: Chapter 911: If I Were to Die Tomorrow…

Chapter 911 -911: If I Were to Die Tomorrow…

Su Hongxing exchanged a few words with the taxi driver, and at this time, Wen Beibei was still rambling on, “You have everything you want, how can you understand the pain of longing for something unattainable? If only I could stop loving him, I wouldn’t be suffering.”

Su Hongxing watched the taxi drive away before she got into Ye Shiqing’s car.

“What did Xiaobei tell you just now?” Qiao Qiao poked Su Hongxing’s back.

“She said she can’t let go and that she still loves him,” Su Hongxing replied, her gaze meeting Ye Shiqing’s in the rearview mirror.

Ye Shiqing’s brow furrowed slightly as he heard Su Hongxing say, “She also said that if she could stop loving him, she wouldn’t be in pain.”

Qiao Qiao paused, letting out a light sigh, “To love and not be loved in return, it really is painful.”

Hadn’t she experienced this too?

Only after she married Ye Xiandong did she realize how chaotic his private life was and just how despicable he was. And yet she couldn’t give up hope, thinking that if she just tried hard enough, she could make Ye Xiandong turn around.

But no matter how much she gave, Ye Xiandong never acknowledged her efforts, and he would never stop for any woman.

“Are you still thinking about Ye Xiandong?” Su Hongxing smiled meaningfully.

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Qiao Qiao turned to look out the window, “My affair with Ye Xiandong is long over. We married for the sake of our families’ interests; such a marriage isn’t worth mentioning.”

Su Hongxing had intended to use Ye Xiandong to provoke Ye Shiqing, but now she regretted it, considering Qiao Qiao’s three years of failed marriage were real, as was her suffering.

Wen Beibei said that she had everything she wanted and didn’t know the pain of longing for the unachievable.

In fact, the hardships she faced in her previous life were no less than in this one; in that life, whatever she longed for, she lost.

Throughout the journey, no one spoke until they arrived back at Qingmu Garden.

Ye Shiqing dropped them off at their destination and drove away.

Su Hongxing and Qiao Qiao walked into the living room side by side, only to see Ye Qilan sitting on the couch with a dark expression.

Qiao Qiao, very tactful, quickly ran upstairs.

Su Hongxing, also quite aware, sat down beside Ye Qilan, “It’s not even nine o’clock yet. See, I’m back safe and sound, aren’t I?”

“Have you forgotten that you’re pregnant? Knowing full well that Wen Beibei is not a good person, yet you still dared to go out to eat with her?” Ye Qilan wished he could delve into Su Hongxing’s mind and see what was inside.

“I’m careful. You needn’t worry. With Xiaoqiao there, what could go wrong?” Su Hongxing responded softly.

At this moment, she felt as if she and Ye Qilan were an old married couple.

Ye Qilan looked at Su Hongxing for a while before stretching out a long arm, allowing her to lean against his shoulder, “During the two hours you went out to eat, I couldn’t help feeling anxious, afraid something might happen to you.”

“Ye Qilan, this isn’t good. Even though Liu Yuan has vanished into thin air, and Cao Shiyu’s whereabouts are unknown, we can’t let them throw us into disarray. We can’t keep living in their shadow either…”

Seeing the slightly troubled look on Ye Qilan’s face, she sighed gently, “Is it that you can’t hear anything I say?”

“I’ve been feeling very uneasy recently,” Ye Qilan twirled Su Hongxing’s slender fingers, “just like the last time we went to the beach, I was distressed.”

Su Hongxing patted the back of Ye Qilan’s hand, “Don’t worry, I won’t get into trouble, nor will I leave you.”

“Amou, marry me. I’m afraid of too many things; afraid I won’t have enough time to do everything with you, and scared an accident might happen tomorrow. If I were to die tomorrow, I think my greatest regret would be not having married you…”