It was after that incident that Chai Xiyang completely changed, his gaze towards Qiao Ning no longer held any emotion.
Even if Qiao Ning had not manipulated him, he would still no longer feel anything for Qiao Ning.
Because Kou Minjuan had gone too far, his hatred could not but spill over onto Qiao Ning.
He could not possibly continue to like her, his love for her had long dissipated.
Moreover, all these years, Chai Xiyang had been tolerating their presence. So, expecting him to show good faces to Qiao Ning and the rest would be utterly impossible!
Of course, Qiao Ning had been silently enduring it all this time.
Her explanations were useless, for she could never make up for the damage that her mother had done to Chai Xiyang.
This was also why, after so many years had passed, Qiao Ning still liked him so much, and no matter how he treated her, she remained unable to let him go.
Because she understood his pain and his hatred, she understood everything.
But who understands her pain, her hatred?
On the way home, Hai Xiaotang was continually shocked by Qiao Ningâs past.
She hadnât expected that Qiao Ning and Chai Xiyang would have such a past.
Both of them had been manipulated by Kong Minjuan.
But the person who had suffered the most damage was Qiao Ning, because she had also been used by her own biological mother.
She couldnât imagine how much pain Qiao Ning had been enduring over these years.
Now, her mother had manipulated her once again.
So Qiao Ning couldnât bear it any longer, and chose suicideâ¦
âWe should go back!â Hai Xiaotang immediately told Dongfang Yu, âQiao Ning is so pitiful, leaving her alone in the hospital, I am afraid she might do something foolish.â
Dongfang Yu comforted her: âThe people I found to take care of her will watch over her, and besides, sheâs come to her senses, you donât need to worry too much.â
âButâ¦â
âDonât worry, she wonât come to harm.â
Hearing him speak so assuredly, Hai Xiaotang felt somewhat relieved.
But she still felt very sad, with a strange sense of suppression and gloom in her heart.
âI hope Qiao Ning can let go of everything and start life anew.â
Dongfang Yu said indifferently: âShe hasnât been able to let go after so many years, and it stands to reason she probably wonât for the rest of her life.â
Yesâ¦
Many things in life are not so easily let go of.
Just like her past life, if it hadnât been that she reached a dead-end, if she hadnât truly died once, she would still be embroiled, unable to let go.
Recalling these things, Hai Xiaotangâs mood grew even heavier.
Outside, the rainstorm still raged, and the dark sky was completely void of light.
Hai Xiaotang suddenly felt suffocated, unable to breathe.
She opened the window abruptly, and rain poured in immediately, drenching her face in an instant.
Seeing her like this, Dongfang Yu frowned slightly, âHai Xiaotang, be careful not to catch a cold.â
He pressed the button to close the window, which was abruptly closed again.
Without turning her head, Hai Xiaotang opened the window again. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Dongfang Yu pressed his lips, stopped the car by the roadside with a darkened expression, then pulled her towards him to look directly into her eyes.
Hai Xiaotang just looked at him like that, her eyes devoid of any emotion.
âWhatâs wrong?â Dongfang Yu caressed her cheek gently, âAre you that concerned about Qiao Ning?â
âNoâ¦â Hai Xiaotang answered faintly, not wanting to say anything.
She pulled his hand away, shifted her gaze, âJust drive, Iâm fine.â
âHai Xiaotang!â Dongfang Yu clamped her chin, turning her head back, âI donât want you to be in a bad mood because of others!â
ââ¦â Hai Xiaotang was slightly taken aback.