Chapter 549 - 473: Reporting to the Police (2)
Chapter 549: Chapter 473: Reporting to the Police (2)
But now, Tang Yaxuan had fallen from grace, no longer the powerful Tang Family Girl. Yet Bai Junfan was still as gentle and attentive to her as ever. He brought her back to the new home he’d carefully prepared for his marriage, and those two slept together in her bed like a pair of lovebirds!
’That’s true love, isn’t it? Bai Junfan and Tang Yaxuan were a couple for a lifetime. For better or worse, they faced and shouldered everything together. So *they* were the ones deeply in love, the real family!’
’And what was I? Just a supporting character, a passerby in Bai Junfan’s life. Maybe when they grew old and looked back, I’d just be some haggard old nanny for the Bai Family.’
The more Yang Liu’er thought about it, the more hateful she felt. Her entire heart seemed to have shattered into a million pieces, an incurable wound that she alone had to bear.
’Why? Why should she have to carry this pain?’
’History doesn’t repeat itself. You can’t step into the same river twice. It’s time for me, Yang Liu’er, to wake up. I shouldn’t be so obsessed. It’s not worth it!’
Bai Junfan watched as Yang Liu’er walked past him as if nothing was wrong. A rubber ball belonging to a two or three-year-old child rolled to her feet. She picked it up and returned it to the child’s grandmother. The older woman smiled her thanks and started asking her all sorts of friendly questions, and Yang Liu’er just stood there, chatting with her.
Bai Junfan could only close his eyes and perform Breathing Regulation to quell the anger rising in his chest.
When he opened his eyes, the child, the old woman, and Yang Liu’er were all gone. Looking into the distance, he saw that Yang Liu’er had actually walked off with them without a single glance back, as if she’d completely forgotten she had a companion waiting by the lake.
Bai Junfan chased after her and grabbed her arm. "We’re not done talking! Where are you going?"
Yang Liu’er didn’t struggle. She spoke calmly, "Everything that needed to be said has been said, hasn’t it? What else is there? The Bai Family never accepted me from the beginning. I thought you were different, but now I know I was wrong. You love Tang Yaxuan, and she and I are enemies. If you choose her, then we’re enemies too. From this moment on, all ties between us are severed. Don’t even talk to me about feelings! As for the money, you left me a passbook with two thousand yuan when you left Beijing two years ago. Since you’ve been back, you’ve taken over thirty thousand from me. Consider that my repayment to you, with principal and interest. We’re even now! Let’s make a clean break today. There’s no reason for us to ever see each other again."
"Liu’er, you’re not a little kid anymore. Stop throwing a tantrum!"
They were standing on a concrete path, and passersby were starting to glance at them. Bai Junfan’s expression was grim as he dragged Yang Liu’er onto a smaller side path and reprimanded her in a low voice.
Hearing his words, and seeing the look on his face and the tone in his voice—as if he was barely tolerating her—Yang Liu’er’s anger flared. She violently shook off Bai Junfan’s hand, jumped back a couple of steps, and deliberately raised her voice to a shout.
"Who’s throwing a tantrum? Have you ever seen a child seriously discuss their feelings or try to have a proper breakup? Bai Junfan, can’t you be real for once? Every time I try to talk to you seriously, you just give me vague, superficial answers. You still see me as the same old Yang Liu’er, don’t you? Bai Qingyue and the others don’t treat me like a person, and it turns out you look down on me too. To you, Yang Liu’er is just a bed-warmer, a toy, right?"
"Liu’er, you... have you gone crazy? How could you say something like that?" Bai Junfan snarled, glaring at Yang Liu’er.
"Bai Junfan, it looks like we need to change how we talk. Yes, let’s make it a Q&A session. I ask, you answer. Or you ask, I answer. For now, you can go first: do you remember how many questions I just asked you? Answer me! If you don’t, we’re done here. Stop following me!"
As she spoke, Yang Liu’er quickly put several paces between herself and Bai Junfan, watching him warily. "I don’t want to waste my breath arguing with you. A great man once said that dating without the intent to marry is just being a hooligan. Well, today I’ve decided that talking without the intent to solve a problem is just a waste of breath!"
Bai Junfan: "..."
His brow was tightly furrowed, but the anger in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by that familiar sense of powerlessness surging up from deep within him... ’It’s not an illusion. Yang Liu’er—the sweet, pretty little village girl from Pan Kou Village who followed my every step since we were children, who listened to my every word, whose heart and eyes held only her Brother Junfan—has truly changed. She’s changed so much that I can’t seem to control her anymore!’
He stepped forward and, ignoring Yang Liu’er’s resistance, gripped her shoulders tightly, forcing her to look him in the face. His voice trembled with emotion. "Liu’er, look at me. Take a good look. Who am I? Am I not your Brother Jun Fan? Am I not the person you love and cherish most in the world? Our parents threw a banquet for us. That night was our happiest moment. We made a vow together: to be by each other’s side for life, to love one another into old age, to be buried in the same grave, and to be husband and wife again in the next life! Do you remember?"