Chapter 67: The Reason

Ji Yanting let out a cry of pain. His face turned pale as he sat down on the ground. The fall must have hit his old injury.

He gritted his teeth, enduring the pain. His voice was still gentle as ever, “Xuemei, please listen to me. Let me finish.

If you still won’t forgive me after I’m done, I’ll leave. I’ll never bother you and Yaoyao again.”

Ling Xuemei raised her head. Noticing Ji Yanting’s pale face, her heart ached slightly.

 Damn it, why am I still feeling pain? I should hate him. Even if he died in front of me, I shouldn’t feel sorry for him.

 Ling Xuemei, don’t be so pathetic. No matter what he says, you can’t forgive him.

“Go ahead.” Ling Xuemei’s tone was cold.

Ji Yanting struggled to stand up. His legs were still trembling slightly.

Ling Xuemei frowned, turned her head, and clenched her fists tightly. Don’t feel sorry for him. Absolutely don’t feel sorry for him.

Ji Yanting tried to stand up straight. He walked in front of Ling Xuemei with difficulty, looking at her with a gentle expression, “Xuemei, when I returned to Beijing, I wanted to arrange everything and then bring you and Yaoyao back. But my father sent me to the army.

 He promised me that he wouldn’t oppose us being together as long as I could achieve success.

 After I joined the army, I desperately took on missions. I wanted to get promoted quickly so I could bring you and Yaoyao to my side.

But I didn’t expect to be seriously injured during a mission. I was in a coma after that. When I woke up, my legs were paralyzed.”

Ling Xuemei’s heart stirred slightly. She saw the sincerity and pain in Ji Yanting’s eyes. She knew he was telling the truth.

“After I woke up, I kept having people look for you. But the news that came back was that you and Yaoyao were already…”

Ji Yanting’s tears flowed even more fiercely as he spoke.

He sniffed hard, trying to control his emotions, “But I didn’t believe it. So, as soon as my legs were better, I came to Yuncheng.

 I went to Hongxing Village. I met Qin Hai, who was sent down to the countryside with me.

 He told me that you were gone. Even your grave was washed away by the flood.”

His body trembled even more violently. He stared intently at Ling Xuemei, “Fortunately, you’re still here.

 Xuemei, please give me a chance, okay? Let me make it up to you and Yaoyao.”

Ling Xuemei lowered her head and said nothing. Tears had already soaked her cheeks. She didn’t know whether to forgive him or not.

Ji Yanting took a step forward and reached out to hug Ling Xuemei, “Xuemei, please give me a chance, okay?”

“Let me think about it.” Ling Xuemei pushed Ji Yanting away.

Ji Yanting stumbled and fell backward. His legs were really hurting now, as if they were being gnawed by millions of ants or burned by fire. It was unbearable pain.

“What’s wrong?” Ling Xuemei noticed something was wrong. She quickly stepped forward to support Ji Yanting, who was about to fall, and looked at him with concern.

Ji Yanting shook his head. A smile appeared in his tearful eyes. He reached out and held Ling Xuemei’s hand,

“I think my old injury has recurred. Don’t worry. I’m fine. I’ll be fine after resting for a while.” He knew that Xuemei still cared about him.

“Who’s worried about you?” Ling Xuemei glared at Ji Yanting and helped him to the edge of the bed.

The smile in Ji Yanting’s eyes grew even brighter. The tenderness in his eyes was like the warm sun in winter, “Xuemei, thank you!”

Ling Xuemei awkwardly looked away, “I didn’t say I forgave you.” All these years had passed, and this man was still so shameless.

He dared to act as if he was in charge just because he had a little bit of power.

Ling Xuemei supported Ji Yanting and slowly helped him lie down on the bed.

She reached out her finger and gently placed it on Ji Yanting’s pulse. As time passed, her brow furrowed deeper and deeper.

 Ji Yanting’s body concealed countless hidden injuries. Especially his legs, they must have experienced a fatal blow.

Ling Xuemei withdrew her hand, “You rest. I’m going out.”

“Xuemei, I’m in pain. Will you stay with me?” Ji Yanting reached out and grabbed Ling Xuemei’s hand, looking at her pitifully.

 He knew Ling Xuemei well. He knew she couldn’t resist his act.

Besides, he didn’t want to be separated from her. He wanted to talk to her more. He was afraid that all of this was just a dream.

Ling Xuemei closed her eyes, “Ji Yanting, don’t push your luck. Otherwise, I’ll kick you out.”

Ji Yanting withdrew his hand with a look of grievance, “Xuemei, I just want to talk to you more. Don’t be angry, okay?”

Ling Xuemei took a deep breath, “Just lie here with me.”

After saying that, she walked out angrily. She didn’t know whether she was angry at herself or at Ji Yanting.

Ji Yanting looked at Ling Xuemei’s back. He didn’t look away until she disappeared at the door.

Then, he raised a happy smile. It’s great! He had finally seen them, mother and daughter, again.

 This time, he would never be separated from them again. He would give them the best things.

Ling Xuemei walked out of the house and took a deep breath. She went to the kitchen.

Ling Yao was reheating the dishes in the kitchen. She had heard everything Ling Xuemei and Ji Yanting had said.

Mom was still too soft-hearted. That cunning fox, Ji Yanting, had her wrapped around his finger.

But she was still happy that they could be reunited as a family. As long as Mom was happy, that was all that mattered.

“Yaoyao, Mom wants to talk to you.” Ling Xuemei was a little nervous.

She had actually already forgiven Ji Yanting, but she didn’t know if her daughter would forgive him.

 Ji Yanting had never fulfilled his responsibilities as a father for so many years.

 He had made Yaoyao the target of ridicule, saying she was a child without a father. She didn’t know if Yaoyao would hate him.

“Mom, do you still love him?” Ling Yao placed the dishes on the table and looked directly at Ling Xuemei.

Ling Xuemei’s ears immediately turned red. She glared at Ling Yao, “What are you talking about, you silly child?”

She must have loved Ji Yanting, right? Otherwise, she wouldn’t have felt sorry for him.

Ling Yao smiled faintly, “Mom, don’t worry about me. I’m an adult now. The most important thing is what you feel in your heart.”

“I… I don’t know.” Ling Xuemei lowered her head and didn’t dare to look into Ling Yao’s eyes. She was very conflicted now.

She knew she had already forgiven Ji Yanting, but she didn’t want to forgive him so quickly.

 Although he had his reasons, the harm he had caused them, mother and daughter, was real. Especially Yaoyao, who had never experienced fatherly love.

“How are his legs?” Ling Yao changed the subject. When she had taken Ji Yanting’s pulse, she had discovered that his legs had been seriously injured. They had only healed recently.

“I don’t know. He fell just now. He seems to be in a lot of pain.” Ling Xuemei was a little worried about Ji Yanting. She wanted to go see him.

Ling Yao looked at Ling Xuemei for a while and then smiled, withdrawing her gaze, “I’m hungry.”

Ling Xuemei also felt hungry at this time. She had been busy all day and had only eaten a steamed bun at noon.

She sat down next to Ling Yao. Ling Xuemei hesitated for a moment and said, “Yaoyao, if Mom forgives him, will you blame Mom?”

She still wanted to hear what Yaoyao thought.