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Xiao Minxing exerted some strength, pulling me back while saying, "Don't rush, let me explain slowly, okay?"
"Slowly explain? Are you going to tell me that you've written another Divorce Agreement and are just waiting for me to sign it?"
He pressed his lips together as he looked at me. His naturally thin lips appeared even tighter, giving him an angry look, and his eyes held a sharpness that seemed to take us back to the past.
I wanted to break free from his grip, but he held on tightly. When I spoke, my voice was colder: "Qiu Yuhan, I remember telling you a long time ago that I would only be with one woman in this lifetime, and that's you. I won't even think about anyone else; they don't have a chance. Why do you distrust me so much?"
His expression and tone were overly serious and stern, leaving me speechless as I stared at him.
Xiao Minxing continued to look at me without blinking.
It had been too long since we had gazed at each other like this, especially in such a tense atmosphere, making me inexplicably nervous. My previous complaints and dissatisfaction with him faded away.
I lowered my eyelids and said, "If you don't tell me anything, how can I trust you?"
He leaned back in his chair and gestured for me to sit down before he softened his tone and said, "What do you mean I'm not telling you anything? I want you to share the burden of those messy things with me. It's just that too much has happened around us recently, and I don't want you to always be on edge."
Every word he said was considerate of me, emphasizing his commitment to our relationship and responsibility towards our family. It made me feel childish, causing my head to droop even lower.
Xiao Minxing placed his hand over mine. The rough texture of his fingertips gliding across the back of my hand felt very clear, as if he were sitting right in front of me; it was impossible to ignore.
After a while, he briefly shared his recent situation.
In summary, there were only two things: since Jin Ke's death, the person who truly wanted to harm both me and Xiao Minxing, hiding behind her, had been exposed.
Xiao Minxing said, "You should have guessed who it is by now."
I nodded slightly, my eyes fixed on his face.
He tilted his head back to look at the ceiling; his expression was calm, but his lips were pressed into a thin line. After a long pause, he softly said, "I'm not a soft-hearted person nor am I afraid to take action against them; I just want to strike decisively so they won't have a chance to get back up."
He spoke these words calmly, but I felt a chill run down my spine.
I had seen the past brutality of Xiao Minxing; although not in the business world, his methods of dealing with people were ruthless enough. If he really decided to take action against the others in the Xiao Family, I had no doubt about his capabilities. Moreover, given the current situation of the Xiao Family siblings, even if he did not take action, they would not be living very comfortably.
Thinking of this, I softly asked him, "Have you found evidence?"
He nodded and then said, "I haven't handed it over to the police yet because this evidence will only hold them for a few months at most. It won't deal a significant blow, and they can still buy their way out with money."
Hearing this, I felt an even colder chill in my heart, and the words almost slipped out: "So what do you want to do? Lock them up for life? There are so many of them!"
Xiao Minxing looked at me with a gaze that felt somewhat unfamiliar, as if I were a stranger standing before him.
After a few seconds, he said, "At least make sure they no longer have the ability to threaten us."
I was genuinely worried. Although I didn't know what he would do, seeing his resolute expression sent a chill from my feet upwards.
What if he ended up getting himself involved?
The Xiao Family siblings were indeed despicable, but it wasn't to the point of life and death. So I grabbed Xiao Minxing's hand with my other hand and said, "We're doing well now. If you report what they did before, it could serve as a warning. Maybe they won't dare to act again. Let's not stir things up any further."
He looked at me again, his eyes darker than the sky outside.
Unknowingly, we had been sitting in the bedroom for quite some time. The sky outside had long since darkened, and the light from the courtyard filtered through the window, casting thin strands on the floor.
Our shadows were projected onto the floor by the dim light, but because it was not bright enough, the shadows appeared blurry.
I thought about getting up to turn on the light, but he held onto me tightly, leaning his body against me as his head slowly rested on my shoulder.
That tall and cold figure suddenly softened, reminding me of how he looked when he was sick. My heart also softened as I wrapped my arm around him.
We could hear our breaths mingling and dissipating in the air; time stretched long as it rolled through our past years together.
Xiao Minxing said, "There's one more thing you don't know. My father was killed by Old Master Xiao."
I felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over me, leaving me stunned and forgetting how I should react, even forgetting to breathe.
He didn't get up, still leaning against me, his figure appearing much smaller in the darkness, like a helpless child, his voice ethereal and lonely.
"I only found this out recently. Ever since I learned that he wasn't my biological father, I suspected something was off. It's just that everyone from back then is gone, and there were no clues until recently when new developments came to light."
Suddenly, I thought of Mrs. Xiao and asked him, "Does Mom know?"
Xiao Minxing shook his head, his voice tinged with bitterness. "I don't know if she really doesn't know or if she knows but doesn't want to say."
My mother-in-law's attitude had indeed been somewhat ambiguous. I had always felt that she held no fondness for the Xiao Family; even if she tolerated Old Master Xiao, it might have been for Xiao Minxing's sake, to ensure a better life for them both. However, ever since Xiao Minxing severed ties with the Xiao Family and was willing to accept her into our home, she suddenly switched sides and became an advocate for Old Master Xiao, showing no warmth towards me or Xiao Zhe, and even growing distant from her own son.
I dared not think about what kind of mindset she had when she got together with Old Master Xiao after her husband passed away. But given the current situation, it would be hard for anyone to believe that she knew nothing about the past.
Outside, I could hear Sister Wang and the others bringing Xiao Zhe upstairs; they probably wanted to give Little One a bath. However, Xiao Zhe was not listening to them and crawled toward us instead, so their voices echoed all the way from the staircase.
I wanted to comfort Xiao Minxing but couldn't find the words; all I could softly say was, "Xiao Zhe is coming over. He didn't finish dinner with us tonight and will probably make a fuss for a while. I'll go check on him."
Xiao Minxing finally straightened up and looked at me in the dark with a smile as he said, "Okay, go ahead. Your maternal love has surpassed your love for me."
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