Chapter 758: Let’s Leave It at That
Chapter 758: Chapter 758: Let’s Leave It at That
The Base Commander’s fury, his brutality, it wasn’t really directed at Zhang Chen.
It was because the appearance of Zhang Chen reminded him of his own incompetence.
It’s because he failed to protect his son. The loss of his son dealt a huge blow to his wife, leaving her devastated until her death.
This is the deepest scar in the Base Commander’s heart.
In this lifetime, he will never be able to walk out from it.
He could never accept any other girl; no one could replace his wife in his heart.
He feared that if he opened his heart to another girl, his wife would be heartbroken.
With a light crunching sound,
the Base Commander’s tense fingers forcibly cracked a corner of the table.
He truly hated himself.
Every time he thought of the past, he wanted to give up everything if it meant bringing his wife back to life, no matter how many people might die.
Zhang Chen blankly stared at the fragments of the table in the Base Commander’s right hand, a sour taste filled her heart.
She was just so fragile.
Simply appearing in front of him was enough to make him detest her to this extent.
"Why? Even if I were an ordinary person, you wouldn’t be so cold, so... hateful."
Zhang Chen rubbed her eyes hard, but the tears did not fall.
Her voice trembled uncontrollably.
She didn’t understand what she had done wrong.
She was willing to do anything for the Base Commander, even if it meant facing death without fear.
She didn’t care that he had a son. She would treat his son and daughter-in-law with utmost sincerity.
Did she cause him trouble?
Yes, she did.
But that was before.
After clearly realizing that the Base Commander didn’t welcome her, she had been very careful.
She rarely appeared in front of him, and today’s visit to deliver chicken soup was only because Bai Xiqin and Leng Yebai were there, making her stay a little longer.
On usual days, she wouldn’t even have the chance to enter his office, let alone serve him chicken soup.
Zhang Chen pursed her thin lips, her face pale, a sense of powerlessness welled up in her heart.
"Get out!"
There wasn’t a hint of tenderness on the Base Commander’s stern face, only endless indifference.
His voice sounded even colder than ice and snow from a few days ago.
Bai Xiqin and Leng Yebai felt the low pressure in the room and took two steps back, standing by the door sipping the chicken soup.
The chicken soup wasn’t greasy, with the fragrant scent of mushrooms mixed with the flavor of chicken, it was delicious.
Even without the use of special ingredients or the addition of Spiritual Spring Water, the taste seemed better than homemade chicken soup.
In no time, Bai Xiqin finished the chicken soup.
Even the picky Leng Yebai didn’t waste a drop, enjoying the soup while observing the commotion.
Delicious!
Zhang Chen breathed deeply, trying to relieve the feeling of her heart almost stopping.
Perhaps she was mad.
The person in front of her had already made his attitude clear, so why was she still holding onto fantasies!
"Fine, then. I won’t bother you anymore. You drink this bowl of chicken soup, and I won’t come again."
Zhang Chen tightly clenched her fingers, pushing the bowl filled with chicken soup towards the Base Commander with her fist.
Ultimately, she still wanted the Base Commander to take better care of his health.
It must have been so painful to lose one arm.
She had really cooked the chicken soup for a long time; she truly only wanted him to drink more for his health.
Without even looking at Zhang Chen, the Base Commander tossed the corner of the table he had broken off to the ground.
Then he stood up maliciously, with his back to Zhang Chen at the window, emanating coldness from head to toe.
Even at a distance, Zhang Chen could sense the cold emanating from the Base Commander.
"Do you think anyone wants to give you a drink! If you won’t drink, then don’t drink! I wouldn’t even give it to a dog!"
Looking at the Base Commander’s silhouette with only one arm, Zhang Chen’s eyes reddened, and tears nearly fell.
Thud, thud, thud!
Zhang Chen walked briskly towards the door with the bowl of chicken soup.
Moving like the wind.
She decisively poured the bowl of chicken soup into Bai Xiqin and Leng Yebai’s bowls.
Half each, very evenly.
"Bang!"
After pouring out the chicken soup, Zhang Chen then smashed the bowl to the ground and turned to leave.
As she turned away, tears rushed down her cheeks.
Heartache and heartache flooded her at the same time.
There was no anger, only because seeing that one-armed silhouette made her heart ache.
Afraid of staying any longer, she’d cry out loud pathetically.
That’s why she chose to leave this way.
Zhang Chen’s speed was fast. In the blink of an eye, she was out of sight.
Bai Xiqin and Leng Yebai stood dumbfounded, holding half a bowl of chicken soup, unsure whether to drink.
Not drinking would be wasteful, drinking it meant being considered a dog.
"Don’t waste it."
Bai Xiqin quietly poured the chicken soup from her bowl into Leng Yebai’s.
Leng Yebai’s mouth twitched almost imperceptibly; before he could speak, Bai Xiqin added,
"What I’m giving you is not chicken soup; it’s a bowl full of love."
Leng Yebai swallowed a gulp of saliva, his ears turning slightly red, and he held the bowl, slowly sipping the chicken soup.
If being a dog it is, then so be it!
"I’ll go check; you stay here."
Bai Xiqin gave Leng Yebai a look and then quickly walked outside.
She hadn’t met Zhang Chen many times.
Based simply on that time when they encountered the Zombie Whale by the seaside, Zhang Chen didn’t run but instead risked her life to save her.
Whether or not Zhang Chen would become her mother-in-law in the future, she was already a friend.
Leng Yebai smiled and nodded, watching Bai Xiqin disappear before he continued to drink the chicken soup.
In the office, aside from the broken porcelain pieces on the ground and the scent of chicken soup lingering in the air, only two silent men remained.
One stood by the window, appearing like a Rakshasa about to fall into Hell.
The other, head lowered, drinking soup, a deity fallen to the human realm, entangled in earthly matters.
Five minutes later, Leng Yebai placed the empty bowl on the corner-missing table and walked over to the Base Commander.
The Base Commander glanced at Leng Yebai, his eyes still filled with hostility and seemingly ready to curse at any moment.
"I’m not that someone; watch your attitude."
Leng Yebai was blunt.
As someone’s son, when should a son fear his father (except Bai Yifan)?
The face of the Base Commander, once filled with hostility, froze instantly, his eyes showing a grievance.
"I haven’t even opened my mouth yet!"
The Base Commander’s momentum decreased suddenly.
Completely different from before, now with a hint of gentleness.
Still, there was a slight tone of melancholy in his voice.
Whenever he thought of the past, he couldn’t forgive himself.
All of it was because he, a man, failed to protect his wife and son.
"The past is in the past; people should look forward. You can learn to accept new things," Leng Yebai advised, looking outside the window.
As an observer, Leng Yebai could see very clearly that the Base Commander regarded himself as a sinner, unable to forgive himself for not protecting his family.
Treating himself as a heinous criminal, living with guilt; it was too heavy.
"Madame hasn’t seen you grown up yet."
Looking at Leng Yebai’s reflection in the window, the Base Commander said,
"And you? If you were me, would you want to forget Xiao Niu?"
Leng Yebai’s eyes turned cold, and he fell silent.
It’s easy to advise others, but when it comes to truly letting go oneself, to let go of someone you want to protect with your life, it’s hard.
It’s simply impossible.
Just the thought of loss is unbearable.