Chapter 463: 463: Little Tiger, from now on it’s just the two of us (Second update)
My Lady, To Defeat Scumbags You Must Start Early
A quiet night.
Yin Qin listened as Song Zhizhi spoke in an eerily calm voice about Luo Xiaolangâs situation.
âShe waited all day, but you did not come. You didnât even come to apologize. But I believe, being as kind as she is, Luo Xiaolang will not hold it against you, you can hurt her without restraint.â Song Zhizhi suppressed her emotions, her tone bitter with sarcasm.
Yin Qin, in fact, wished that Luo Xiaolang would hate him.
Hating him might make him feel a little better.
At least she wouldnât have to feel so guiltyâso guilty about hurting such a beautiful and kind-hearted girl.
Song Zhizhi continued, âAfterwards, your mother took Xiaolang back to your home. I donât know what you said to each other, but Xiaolang only asked me to come pick her up and mentioned nothing about you. I suspect Xiaolang probably doesnât blame you. You can enjoy a guilt-free life with your Ji Baixin, abandoning Xiaolang would cause you no trouble. Xiaolang wonât fight for herself. You can love your Ji Baixin fully.â
âOh, and by the way, the main point I wanted to make todayâXiaolang had a relapse of lactation.â
Yin Qin stiffened.
âYou probably donât know why she is lactating again. I donât know either, Xiaolang doesnât know, but the experienced nanny doesâit happens when someone is too heartbroken.â Song Zhizhi spoke slowly and distinctively.
Yin Qin remained silent, listening.
His heart hurt tremendously.
He had already numbed himself to the pain, unable to feel any emotion, but upon hearing Song Zhizhiâs words, he felt a profound pain, so intense that his eyes turned red.
He understood that any woman would be upset in such a situation. Luo Xiaolang only kept it to herself and said nothing because she didnât want to bother anyone.
He felt like a complete jerk!
âNow, because of the lactation issue, the little tiger has no milk to feed on. We had no choice but to buy formula, but like you, your son hates itâhe refuses to take the bottle or pacifier, no matter how much we coax him. He cried until his voice went hoarse and then he finally cried himself to sleep. I donât know if he will keep causing a fuss when he wakes up later tonight. But judging by your sonâs stubbornness, just like your obsession with Ji Baixing, he probably wonât accept formula easily. Rest assured, Iâm not saying all this to ask you for help. I just thought, if you have a shred of conscience, these words might make you feel guilty. Otherwise, with your heartless nature, you would probably think itâs only natural that Luo Xiaolang bears all this for you.â
Yin Qin remained silent, saying not a word.
Song Zhizhi never expected a response from Yin Qin.
Yes.
Her intention in saying all this was to make Yin Qin feel terrible.
Why should Luo Xiaolang be the only one to bear the brunt of all the miseries? Why canât Yin Qin be made aware of it? She did not seek his help, but at the very least, he shouldnât be allowed to live in such tranquility.
She was different from Luo Xiaolang.
Having been reborn once, she was determined to exact revenge!
Just as Song Zhizhi was about to hang up the phone,
She suddenly heard a familiar female voice from Yin Qinâs end.
She heard Ji Baixin say, âYin Qin, are you on a call?â
In that moment, Song Zhizhi wanted to strangle Yin Qin.
She spoke through gritted teeth, âIs there a need to rush? I really feel bad for Xiaolang. Itâs not fair!â
With that, she hung up the phone abruptly.
She was so angry she felt like exploding.
The day had not even ended. Their announcement about the end of their marriage hadnât even passed a day, and he was already living with Ji Baixin!
âJi Baijian!â Song Zhizhi shouted angrily, her temper flaring.
Ji Baijian looked at his furious wife.
âCome here.â Song Zhizhi called him over.
Ji Baijian complied, moving closer to her.
Song Zhizhi grabbed Ji Baijianâs hand and bit down.
Ji Baijian winced in pain.
Song Zhizhi was struggling to vent her anger.
Unable to punish the despicable Yin Qin, she took it out on Ji Baijian instead.
Who told him to raise Yin Qin? And who told him that the vixen luring Yin Qin away was his own sister?
With these thoughts,
She felt that Ji Baijian was totally involved!
After biting for a while, Song Zhizhi let go.
Letting go, she left a deep teeth mark.
Fuming, she stormed upstairs.
Ji Baijian gave a silent smile.
As he watched Song Zhizhiâs retreating back, his face gradually became serious.
He picked up the phone that Song Zhizhi had tossed onto the sofa and dialed Yin Qinâs number again.
Yin Qin answered.
âItâs me.â Ji Baijian said.
âHmm.â Yin Qin responded.
âWhat happened?â Ji Baijian asked directly.
Yin Qin was silent for a few seconds.
Slowly, he said, âBaixin was violated.â
Ji Baijianâs face darkened.
âDonât tell anyone.â
âWho did it?â Ji Baijian asked, then realized, âWeng Cheng.â
âHmm.â
So thatâs why Yin Qin had abandoned the wedding ceremony so recklessly.
To take responsibility.
To take responsibility for Ji Baixin.
Ji Baixinâs entire ordeal was his own doing from the start.
Given Yin Qinâs character, he would never abandon her!
âI am currently investigating those involved.â Yin Qin said, âI will make sure they donât die a peaceful death.â
âDonât do anything rash.â Ji Baijian warned, âIt might be a trap set by Weng Cheng.â
Yin Qinâs face tightened.
âFrom now on, donât act alone. Let me know if thereâs anything.â
âI wonât let this go.â Yin Qin said through gritted teeth.
âNeither will I!â Ji Baijian gave him a definitive answer.
No matter what, Ji Baixin is his sister.
He canât let the culprits get away with this.
âBaijian.â Yin Qin called out, âI donât want to publicize this for Baixinâs sake.â
âI understand.â Ji Baijian nodded.
He wouldnât let Ji Baixin face unbearable embarrassment in front of everyone.
âWhen is Weng Cheng going to court?â Ji Baijian asked.
âNext week.â
âWe need to figure out a way to lead Weng Cheng to his own ruin.â
Yin Qin knitted his brows.
âContact me then.â Ji Baijian said in a serious tone.
âOkay.â Yin Qin responded, not doubting Ji Baijianâs plan at all.
He was cunning and could handle anything.
But he was the one,
Always making a mess of things.
He put down the phone, gently set it down.
He turned and headed back to his room.
Ji Baixin was watching TV in the living room.
She must have just woken up from a nap.
She seemed frail and weak, sitting in the living room.
She turned her head to watch Yin Qin entering from the balcony.
She asked, âWas that a call from my elder brother?â
âYes.â
âHe knows all about it?â Ji Baixin asked.
She looked very calm.
Yin Qin nodded, âI didnât want to deceive him, nor could I.â
Ji Baixin pursed her lips.
âBaixin, we will never let those people go unpunished, donât worry.â
âBut⦠I donât want everyone in the world to know what Iâve been through, to know how miserable I, Ji Baixin, wasâ¦â
âIt wonât happen.â Yin Qin affirmed, âI swear I wonât let you be exposed.â
Ji Baixinâs eyes seemed a bit moist.
She truly couldnât shake off the tribulations of the previous night.
If she dared to think about it, the pain would be unbearable.
She didnât even know how long it would take to emerge from those shadows.
âDonât fear, Iâll protect you.â
Yin Qin came over, embracing her and consoling her.
Ji Baixin nodded in silence.
The two held each other for quite a while.
Ji Baixin suddenly asked, âHow is Xiaolang?â
She knew that Yin Qin had gone back while she was asleep.
She was also in anguish, knowing what she had done, she couldnât even believe she had done such a thing, but she couldnât help it.
She couldnât imagine, if she had lost Yin Qin by now, what would she have left.
How could she emerge from those terrifying shadows.
Yin Qinâs body seemed to tense up for a second.
As if the mere mention of the name caused a strong physical reaction.
He spoke lightly, âSheâs alright. She doesnât understand love or societal views very well. Sheâs still too young, too naive⦠she doesnât understand sorrowâ¦â
She doesnât understand.
Why suddenly she stopped producing milk.
Yin Qin couldnât say anymore.
Even deceiving himself became too much.
Ji Baixin looked up at Yin Qin.
Watching him try to hide his true emotions.
Yin Qin slowly smiled, âDonât overthink it, Xiaolang will live well.â
âDo you like Xiaolang?â Ji Baixin asked him directly.
Yin Qin shook his head, âSilly, donât you know who I like?â
Ji Baixin rested comfortably in Yin Qinâs arms.
She knew that Yin Qin had always loved her.
His involvement with Luo Xiaolang was simply a matter of duty.
Consequentlyâ¦
She had not caused a rift between a pair of lovers, she hadnât.
Embracing Ji Baixin, Yin Qin gazed straight ahead.
Right.
He didnât like Xiaolang.
He didnât like her.
No, he didnât. At this moment, Luo Xiaolang filled his mind!
â¦
The following day.
Luo Xiaolang was really tortured by little tiger throughout the night.
He would wake up and cry, and when he stopped crying, he would sleep; he would wake up after twenty minutes and the cycle would begin anew. Finally, in the early morning, Luo Xiaolang fed him some formula, he sleepily gulped down most of a bottle before finally falling deep asleep.
The nanny and Luo Xiaolang had both been up all night.
Seeing little tiger finally eating and then sleeping, the nanny advised quickly, âMiss, you also take some rest while heâs asleep. Lack of sleep can affect the production of milk. After a good sleep, we can go to the hospital and see if thereâs a way to stimulate lactation.â
âItâs okay, I donât feel that sleepy.â Luo Xiaolang said, âAuntie Wu, you also have been up all night. Go to sleep first. I can watch over little tiger.â
âHow can that be? You need to ensure that you get enough sleep, Missâ¦â
âJust call me Xiaolang from now on.â Luo Xiaolang said.
The title Miss was only for Yin Qinâs wife.
The nanny paused for a moment before finally saying, âXiaolang.â
âYes.â Luo Xiaolang gave a small smile, there was no sign of sadness in her look, not even a hint of negative emotions related to yesterdayâs happenings.
This girl.
How could the young master bear to hurt her so.
âGo and sleep, auntie. Iâm going to need you to look after little tiger while Iâm at the hospital; youâre the one who needs to get some sleep.â
âShould I ask madam to send a few more servants over to lend a hand?â Auntie Wu suggested.
She wasnât worried so much about taking care of little tiger single-handedly, but more about Xiaolang not getting enough sleep.
âNo need.â Luo Xiaolang declined, âAuntie is pregnant. She was already upset enough over my matter with Yin Qin yesterday. I donât want her to worry about little tiger too.â
Auntie Wu genuinely felt for her.
Luo Xiaolang always considered others.
She never thought about what she was going through herself.
As a woman, the most heartbreaking thing was to learn of your husbandâs infidelity or your childâs sickness.
While it wasnât a sickness, little tiger not sucking was certainly a major worry for any parent of an infant. Any mother in this situation would be very vulnerable and sensitive, yet Luo Xiaolang didnât want to bother anyone.
âYou go and rest for a bit.â Luo Xiaolang encouraged.
Auntie Wu said no more, after all, she was just a maid. She turned and went to the other room.
Watching auntie Wu leave, Luo Xiaolang lay down next to little tiger.
Little tiger had cried and fussied the whole night, there were still tear stains on his face.
She watched her son.
âLittle tiger,â she said, whispering into his ear, âfrom now on, itâs just us two. Can you be a good boy? We can live very well even if itâs just the two of us, right?â
Of course, sleeping little tiger couldnât respond to Luo Xiaolang.
Luo Xiaolang extended her index finger and grabbed little tigerâs hand.
Little tiger, with a reflexive grasp, clung tightly to her finger, as if she was his whole world.
Luo Xiaolang gave a small smile.
Just having little tiger by her side was enough.
She really bore no resentment towards anyone.