Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
After He Ming hung up the phone, he thought for a while and immediately pulled up Ye Xiaomengâs number.
âXiaomeng, do you have anything on tonight?â He Ming asked casually.
âNothing, whatâs wrong?â Ye Xiaomeng replied.
âHow about coming home with me for dinner tonight?â He Ming asked carefully.
âGo to your house for dinner?â Ye Xiaomeng raised her voice, wondering if he was crazy. Could you bring just anyone home for dinner?
âYeah, my mom is probably going to introduce me to another girl again, but you know that I only like you. Just help me.â He Ming felt that there was nothing to hide. He liked to be frank.
âThatâs a good thing. Maybe youâll meet the one tonight?â Ye Xiaomeng said, pretending to be relaxed.
âXiaomeng, do you really mean it?â He Ming asked seriously. Ye Xiaomeng didnât see his face darken instantly.
Xiao Meng didnât reply. When she thought of He Ming being with someone else, she suddenly felt a little sour.
But what right did she have? How could a woman whose fiancé had cheated on her and had a miscarriage talk about happiness?
Whenever she thought of her past, she would collapse. The nightmares buried in her mind would occasionally resurface, and she was afraid.
Ye Xiaomeng didnât respond for a long time. He Ming was disappointed. So it was all his one-sided love.
He had thought that she liked him at least a little, but he had overestimated his place in her heart.
Seeing that he couldnât get a response from Xiaomeng, He Ming said, âThen Iâll hang up first.â
Not wanting to hear anything more unpleasant, He Ming hung up in a hurry.
Ye Xiaomengâs words were like a knife cutting into his heart.
He Ming stared ahead, a little confused. Was Ye Xiaomeng really that cold-hearted?
After work, He Ming couldnât find any other reason and had no choice but to drive home.
He looked listless. When he stepped into the house, there was already laughter and voices coming from inside. The voices sounded familiar.
It was indeed the case.
After He Ming entered, Mother He waved at him. âCome here. Look, Shanshan is so thoughtful. She even took the opportunity to visit me after work.â Mother He held Hu Shanshanâs hand and said happily.
âBrother He, youâre back from work?â Hu Shanshan was the first to greet him.
He Ming nodded.
âYou guys take a seat first. Iâll go change my clothes.â He Ming walked straight to his room.
âAuntie, does Brother He not like me coming?â Hu Shanshan said timidly.
âHeâs just like that. Donât think too much about it. Iâm so happy that you came to see me.â Mother He comforted her, but she was also cursing He Ming in her heart.
How could she know about He Mingâs dejection? He was currently thinking hard about how he could get Xiaomengâs approval.
When He Ming came out in casual clothes, Hu Shanshan secretly praised him. A handsome person would look handsome no matter what he wore. If she brought Brother He out, her friends would probably be envious to death.
During the meal, Hu Shanshan kept looking at He Ming. Mother He was overjoyed and smiled with satisfaction. Only He Ming was absent-minded. He kept thinking about whether he should ask Xiaomeng out.
After dinner, He Ming saw that Mother He and Hu Shanshan were chatting. He felt that he had completed his mission by coming home. Just as he was about to slip away, Mother He stopped him.
âMing, wait. Donât go out so quickly. Send Shanshan back later. Itâs not easy to get a ride here, and Shanshan didnât drive here.â Mother He ordered.
If He Ming still couldnât read his motherâs underlying meaning, then he would have lived for 30 years in vain..