C24

Mo Xinran waved towards a black car in the distance. Just as the car stopped, Mo Xinran sat in the front passenger seat.

"Follow that taxi in front!" Mo Xinran's voice trembled from excitement.

The driver looked doubtfully at his wife. He had never seen her look so pale in all these years. Her gaze was fixed on the car in front of her, unblinking, afraid that it would disappear in the blink of an eye. Her heart had long ago flown to Su Huali and her daughter's side. Even if she kneeled down to apologize to them, she would definitely ask for Su Huali's forgiveness and recognition, because this was the only chance she had.

When they finally reached home, Su Wanbai paid the driver and got off the car with her father.

"Hua Li! Wanbai! " Mo Xinran shouted from afar.

Su Wanbai looked towards the direction of the voice. Mo Xinran had just got off the car not too far away, so she walked over slowly.

He didn't expect that this woman would be so thick-skinned as to follow them.

"Hurry up and go! If you don't leave now, I'll call the police! " Su Wanbai said in a stern voice.

"Come in." Su’s father sighed and opened the door.

"Daddy!" Su Wanbai looked at her father in doubt. Did she really intend to forgive this man who abandoned her husband and women?

Mo Xinran sat on the sofa in the living room, holding onto her water cup tightly as she sized up the furnishings in the room. Her gaze would occasionally sweep across Su Wanbai's disdainful face. Su Huali had his head lowered, probably because he was nervous, but he kept rubbing his hands, as if he was thinking of something.

"How have you been all these years?" Mo Xinran asked with a trembling voice.

"Thanks to you, I've been living a good life!" Su Wanbai shot Mo Xinran a glance, and said indifferently.

"Life is going to be tough, but it's not too bad. "Her daughter is very sensible, but she has a somewhat eccentric personality. When she was in the country, she had already studied for her third year. After coming here, she had just attended a semester at the Academy of Fine Arts …" Su Huali said.

"Thank you for raising my daughter so well!" Mo Xinran said.

"She's my daughter, of course." Su Huali laughed bitterly.

Su Wanbai hated this woman and could not be bothered to give her another glance. However, looking at the two of them, they seemed to be reminiscing about the past. She patted her father on the shoulder and went back to her room.

After slamming the door, the living room returned to its rare tranquility. Mo Xinran looked deeply at his former lover, she did not expect him to age so quickly, and at the age of just fifty, he already had spots of white hair on his temples. He had always been a family lover, and he must have had some difficult times away from home.

"Why did you suddenly come to Canada?" Mo Xinran asked.

"This …" Su Huali hesitated on whether or not he should speak the truth.

Things had already passed and the father and daughter pair were living a peaceful life. It would be better not to bring it up again. There would only be one more person who would be worried for them. Fortunately, he was already used to living here. Besides being a little lonely, he wasn't too unaccustomed to it.

"Is it inconvenient to say?" Mo Xinran asked.

"Not convenient." Su Huali replied stiffly.

It was almost noon, and the fragrance of the neighbors' food wafted over. Mo Xinran asked for Su Huali's number, then stood up and prepared to leave. She glanced at the closed door of her daughter's bedroom and sighed. Her daughter's reaction did not anger her. After all, she had never fulfilled her mother's obligations for a single day. A child without a mother must have suffered a great deal from the whites of her eyes. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel tears welling up in her eyes again. If time could be reversed, she would definitely not run away in anger. She would always be by her daughter's side, accompanying her well as she grew up.

"Wanbai, your mother is leaving!" Su Huali also stood up.

Su Wanbai did not come out. Instead, she smiled awkwardly and left.

It was only after a long time that Su Wanbai finally opened the door and came out. The anger on her face had yet to completely disperse. She had wanted to say some nasty words to vent her anger, but she couldn't bear to see her father's desolate expression. His father had always been a devoted person. Ever since her mother had left, he was afraid that her daughter had been wronged and hadn't remarried. The suffering and loneliness within the marriage was something only he herself knew. When Su Wanbai had just gone to college, there was a time when Su Wanbai came home on a holiday and knocked on the door for a long time without anyone opening it. She was so anxious that she cried.

"Forgive her, will you? "Just consider it giving daddy face." Su Huali whispered.

Su Wanbai was startled, her father already planned to forgive that woman?

"Daddy, where was she when we needed her the most? She was eating and drinking! After all these years, have you forgotten how hard you've come? "Why? If she wants to turn back, we must give her a chance. Why?" This was the first time Su Wanbai argued with her father in such an intense manner.

She had always been a good girl in front of her father, but this time, she couldn't let anyone trample on her father's pride again.

"She's your mother!" Su Huali's voice became hoarse.

"She's not, she's …" It's a bitch! " Su Wanbai clenched her teeth and said.

"Pa -" A resounding slap landed on Su Wanbai's white face.

Su Wanbai was shocked, as traces of pain floated at the first corner of her body, and her tears instantly overflowed. Covering her stinging face, she turned and ran out.

Su Huali was stunned in place for a moment, the emotions on his face quickly changing. He looked at his trembling fingers, slumped on the sofa, leaning weakly on the back of the chair, a tear slowly trickling down from the corner of his eye.

He had originally thought that if he saw Mo Xinran again one day, he would definitely pretend that he didn't know her and proudly walk away from her. However, when she really appeared and was about to rub shoulders with him, he was unable to stop himself from calling out to her. He had originally thought that he would never be able to let go of the pain she brought him, and that he would never forgive her until his death. But why, when she turned away with tears streaming down her face, did he have the urge to wipe them away with his own hands? It was as if everything had changed, but it was also as if nothing had changed. She was still as graceful as ever, only that she was old, and her delicate makeup could not hide her wrinkles or her weariness. Her eyes were so sad, so sad that it broke his heart.

Su Wanbai wandered around aimlessly on the tarmac until she felt a strange sensation from beneath her feet. Only then did she suddenly realize that she wasn't wearing shoes at all. It was probably because she was too emotional earlier that she rushed out of the bedroom, disregarding everything else.

The cold autumn wind blew across her face and ruffled her waist-high hair.

The drizzling rain floated over without any warning, wetting Su Wanbai's thin clothes and her long eyelashes. She walked with difficulty with her arms crossed, her skinny back looking lonely and lonely.

"Di, Di, Di!" The sound of a car horn came from not far away.

Su Wanbai raised her head in confusion. A man walked out of a black car that had stopped at an unknown time.

It's Murong Aotian! It's that damn perverted man again!

Su Wanbai subconsciously took a step forward and ran forward as if she was crazy. She didn't want to see this man. She felt sick to her stomach when she saw him. Her fate was truly tormenting. She had only been happy for a few days when she met Mo Xinran, who had abandoned her and her father, and was even slapped on the face by her most beloved father. At this moment, her heart was broken.

Just who had she offended? Why was fate playing tricks on her?

As she was running, her feet felt as if they had been struck by something. She fell heavily onto the ground.

Murong Aotian reached out his hands to grab Su Wanbai and shook his head helplessly.

Why would this foolish and reckless woman run away? He looked down and saw that Su Wanbai's knees were also broken. More importantly, there was a large handprint on her right cheek. Murong Aotian's handsome eyebrows knitted together, who would actually dare hit his woman?

"Who did it?" Murong Aotian's voice was low and ice-cold, and the surrounding air also instantly dropped to the freezing point.

Su Wanbai did not speak, she turned her head and did not look at him.

"I'll take you to the hospital." Murong Aotian said as he walked towards the car with large strides.

"I'm not going! Put me down! " Su Wanbai gritted her teeth and said.

"Then I'll send you home!" Murong Aotian said.

"No!" Su Wanbai thought of her father's furious eyes and could not help but feel pain in her heart.

Ever since she was young, her father had always doted on her and never touched her even once. Today, for the sake of a sinful woman, he had actually attacked her so viciously. Twenty years of mutual support, yet she couldn't even contend against a woman who suddenly disappeared and appeared out of nowhere?

This was the second time her father had hit her, and it wasn't long before …

"Then it's done!" Murong Aotian carefully placed Su Wanbai on the front passenger seat, the corner of his mouth curling into an evil smile.

After was bandaged up by the hospital, Murong Aotian took her all the way to the Moniel Royal Hotel.

They all said that seeing someone else for a few days was better than seeing someone new to marriage. Murong Aotian thought until he thought of this woman until he almost went crazy. He kissed her hard, almost everywhere.

The messy kiss blossomed seductively on Su Wanbai's fair and clear skin.

He liked the feeling of being entangled with Su Wanbai so much that he wanted to swallow her whole life.

After every cloud and rain, when Jin Mengyao's face gradually surfaced in her mind, he felt an incomparable sense of fear. He told Jin Mengyao in his heart that Su Wanbai was only his bed companion, only a tool for him to vent her desires. But why, for months, had he lost all interest in other women, and only she had been able to move him?

Su Wanbai sat up numbly, putting on the clothes that belonged to him one by one.

From start to finish, she hadn't even glanced at Murong Aotian, which made the arrogant and unparalleled Murong Aotian burn with fury.

He pinched Su Wanbai's thin shoulders and forced her to look at him.

Her eyes were hollow, her face pale, even her lips were terrifyingly white.

"Where are you going?" Murong Aotian's voice was cold and harsh.

"Die!" Su Wanbai laughed in a very miserable way.