Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Ye Xiaomeng suddenly heard the sound of her heart collapsing within, although she had already anticipated such a possibility, hearing it from the person involved was another kind of blow.
Although she felt like she was already battered and bruised, Ye Xiaomeng didnât show weakness. She pretended to be strong and said, âSo what? We have a child between us, and our wedding is also coming up soon.â
âThere wonât be a groom at the wedding. Do you want to bet with me? And if Cheng wants a child, I can give him a baby.â Ling Snow, full of pride, said.
âWhy should I bet with you? Love isnât won through gambling.â Ye Xiaomeng truly thought this woman was crazy and seriously ill.
âIn fact, you lack confidence too. Donât you see that we have some similarities? Look, we both have a beautiful head of jet-black hair. Cheng loved me looking like this the most. He even used to help me with my hair.â Ling Snowâs every word felt like a dagger stabbing into Ye Xiaomengâs heart.
Ye Xiaomeng felt like her heart was already a mess of flesh and blood. She stared at her in a daze.
âDonât doubt it, I even know that Cheng has a mole on his buttock. Iâm telling you now, hoping youâd give up, donât become a laughingstock at the wedding.â Ling Snowâs expression appeared as if she was offering helpful advice.
Ye Xiaomengâs face flashed a look of pain, but she quickly masked it.
âWell, letâs wait and see Cheng Yangâs choice. If he chooses you, Iâll completely let go. If he chooses me, I hope you can let go too.â Ye Xiaomeng wasnât one to back down easily. She gave herself one last chance.
âYou wonât have that chance. Soon youâll know who Cheng really loves. Then youâll see whoâs by his side.â Ling Snow confidently declared.
âThen weâll wait and see.â As Ye Xiaomeng spoke, she stood up, took out 100 yuan from her wallet, and placed it on the table, ready to leave.
Ling Snow chuckled lightly, âNo need to go through the trouble. Cheng gave me a card. Iâll settle the bill later, itâs the same.â
Ye Xiaomengâs face immediately darkened. After leaving the words âNo trouble,â she lifted her head high and strode out of the cafe, heading back home.
Returning home, she sat on the couch, slowly shedding her pretense. She collapsed against it, her expression distant.
Her heart was in pain, but she couldnât tell anyone. The path she had chosen, even if it was full of thorns, she would crawl through it on her knees.
The wedding day arrived as scheduled. The summer sun was so bright that it was hard to open oneâs eyes.
The spacious hotel was adorned with white veils and roses, creating a dreamy and enchanting atmosphere. Rose petals were scattered everywvhere, creating a beautiful and romantic scene.
Ye Xiaomeng was currently in the hotelâs deluxe suite. Early in the morning, Cheng Yang had come to pick her up, and they visited the ancestral hall to pay respects to their ancestors and serve tea to their parents. Afterward, they would arrive at the hotel in the main wedding car.
Due to the distance of her home from the hotel, she would leave from the hotel for the wedding. Her father would accompany her down the aisle.
Shu Pan had also arrived early, and to conceal her pregnancy, she wore a cute doll-like outfit that made her look pure and beautiful.
After not seeing each other for a long time, the two were both excited, but considering the busy day ahead, they held back. Shu Pan gently patted Ye Xiaomengâs hand, signaling her to stay calm.
The dress had an off-the-shoulder design, revealing Xiaomengâs elegant collarbone. The slightly cinched waist design didnât press against her stomach, but it highlighted the brideâs curves even better..n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om