boyutpedia Chapter 657 I Won't Let Myself Make the Same Mistake Again
Chapter 657 I Won't Let Myself Make the Same Mistake Again
Su Lingyue buried her head in Xiao Yu's neck, breathing softly, her body still pressed tightly against him.
Xiao Yu gently stroked her neck, turned his head, and kissed Su Lingyue's cheek.
A warm, moist sensation came from my neck.
Xiao Yu paused his gentle stroking, held his breath, and then heard a very faint sob.
He supported Su Lingyue by the back of her neck, making her face him.
Only then did he notice that, without him noticing, Su Lingyue was already in tears, staring at him with her big, wet eyes.
Xiao Yu lowered his head slightly, pressed his lips to Su Lingyue's eyes, and licked the traces of her tears with his tongue, the path filled with bitterness.
After kissing one side, he went to kiss the other side.
Su Lingyue was still immersed in her own emotions when Xiao Yu kissed her like that. For a moment, she looked at the face so close to hers and forgot to continue crying.
"What's wrong? Is it because your husband didn't serve you well?" Xiao Yu's voice was teasing, his deep gaze meeting hers, so tender it seemed he wanted to drown Su Lingyue.
"No," Su Lingyue replied in a muffled voice, looking at Xiao Yu, her desire to be with him for a long time reaching its peak.
Although Xiao Yu seemed indifferent to everything these days, Su Lingyue could see the resentment and loneliness in his heart from his expression and behavior.
If only there wasn't that awful poison.
Su Lingyue leaned closer to Xiao Yu, her warm breath brushing against his neck and cheek, and whispered, "I want more." Like a child asking for candy.
Their waists were still pressed tightly together, the lingering passion from their previous encounter not yet completely subsided.
Xiao Yu responded to her, nuzzling her cheek and chuckling softly, "Okay."
He wrapped his large arm around her waist, and ripples spread out across the water.
*
Inside the Qinfang Courtyard of the He Mansion, Qiuwen carried in a food box and presented the bird's nest inside to Qin Wanning.
She looked up and saw a bowl of chicken soup on the table.
Since the day Qin Wanning miscarried, He Yulin has never entered Qin Wanning's room again, but he still sends all sorts of things to her every day.
At first, Qin Wanning refused to accept it, but later Xu Shi personally delivered it.
Since they weren't divorced yet, and it wouldn't be good to offend the elders, Qin Wanning put the jewelry and valuables in the storeroom and gave the food to the servants.
Qin Wanning took the bird's nest soup that Qiuwen brought and smiled as she said to her, "You can have this bowl."
This wasn't the first time, and Qiuwen didn't refuse.
"Yes, Miss." Qiuwen took the chicken soup and began to drink it.
After the miscarriage, Qin Wanning asked her to change how she was addressed, but she didn't care how the other people in the household addressed her.
In any case, it won't be long before she has nothing to do with the He family anymore.
After finishing her bird's nest soup, Qin Wanning asked Qiuwen, "Has Mother sent any letter?"
Qiuwen quickly wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and replied, "No, but Madam wrote last time saying that it would arrive in the next few days, so it shouldn't take too long. Miss, please wait patiently for a couple more days."
Because of the excessive blood loss from the miscarriage, Qin Wanning was barely able to get out of bed for the first half of the month. After resting and recuperating for half a month, she was able to get out of bed and walk around with difficulty. Now her complexion has improved and she is not as weak as before.
"Master."
The voice of a maid could be heard outside.
As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Wanning saw He Yulin push the door open and come in, holding a mahogany box in his hand.
The two looked at each other.
Feeling guilty, He Yulin lowered his eyes, not daring to meet Qin Wanning's gaze. Just as he was about to say what he had been thinking about for a long time, his gaze suddenly fell on the soup bowl in front of Qiuwen, and then he looked at the other bowl in front of Qin Wanning. Everything became clear.
His initially joyful face instantly turned into one of astonishment.
"Ah Ning, is this how you treat my feelings?" He Yulin's eyes were bloodshot as he questioned Qin Wanning in a deep voice.
Qin Wan stared at He Yulin, her expression calm, showing no sign of guilt at being caught. "Is there something wrong?"
He Yulin had anticipated the cold and distant attitude, but only when he faced it head-on did he realize what it meant to be heartbroken.
He felt Qin Wanning holding a knife, slowly tearing his heart apart.
He Yulin felt guilty for causing A Ning to lose her child, but he also didn't pursue the matter of A Ning killing his mother. Why couldn't A Ning let go of everything and start over with him?
He Yulin's gaze trembled as he looked at Qin Wanning, pleading, "A'Ning, let's let go of the past and start over, okay? Stop making a fuss."
Qin Wan gazed at He Yulin, her eyes calm as still water, devoid of any emotion. "Young Master He, I'm going to sleep. Please leave."
"Young Master He?" He Yulin looked at Qin Wanning in disbelief, his eyes filled with heartache. "A'Ning, are you no longer willing to call me husband, or even my name?"
Seeing that He Yulin showed no sign of leaving, Qin Wanning ordered outside, "Someone, please ask the young master to leave."
The maid on duty came in, looked at He Yulin with a troubled expression, glanced at him, and stammered, "Young master, please leave."
Her voice was extremely soft, and she looked terrifying.
After Chunyan was pushed down by He Yulin, although she regained consciousness, she became mentally impaired and would sit in the room all day long.
Nobody wants to become the next Chunyan.
He Yulin clenched his fists, his chest heaving violently.
"boom!"
He threw the wooden box in his hand onto the ground.
He snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and turned to leave.
Qiuwen went to pick up the wooden box, opened it, and found a pink magnolia hairpin inside. Unfortunately, it had broken into three pieces from the fall.
Qin Wanning recalled their only argument after their marriage last year.
That is, when Jia's poisoning of her was discovered.
This was the first time they had a disagreement after getting married, and also the first time they had lived in separate rooms.
At that time, the apology gift He Yulin sent was a set of pink jewelry.
Pink jade is rare; whether it's that headdress or this hairpin, it must have taken him a long time to find them.
But the hairpin is already broken, and the reason he forgave He Yulin back then wasn't because of that set of pink jade headdress.
At that time, out of consideration for their years of friendship and because Jia was indeed under house arrest, she softened her heart and forgave He Yulin.
With the passage of time, Qin Wanning realized that perhaps she shouldn't have reconciled in the first place.
It was because I was soft-hearted that I have suffered this misfortune.
She wouldn't let herself make the same mistake a third time.
Qin Wanning said to Qiu Wen, "Put them all away in the storeroom and return them to him when we leave tomorrow."
"Yes, Miss." Qiuwen put the broken hairpin back and then cleaned up the bowl.
*
The next morning, Qin Wanning was asleep when Qiuwen came in excitedly from outside.
"Miss, the old lady and the second young master have arrived and are heading this way!"
Qin Wanning's calm eyes instantly brightened.
"Quickly, help me change my clothes."
Just as Qin Wanning finished dressing, a familiar voice rang out from outside, "Ning'er."
It's my mother's voice.
"Quickly, let Mother in."
"Yes, Miss!" Qiuwen smiled brightly, opened the door, and said to the people outside, "Madam, young master, Miss invites you in."
"Ning'er!"
"Third sister!"
The woman, over fifty years old, had graying temples. Unlike the fair-skinned ladies of the capital, she had a tanned complexion and a spirited look. The young man, who was noticeably darker-skinned, had a kind face and a youthful spirit.
Although there are some changes, it all looks familiar.
"Mother, Second Brother!"
Qin Wanning could no longer hold back her tears, and she stood up and threw herself into their arms.