Chapter 1771: Chapter 1771: Best to Hate for a Lifetime
Qi Ruigang shuddered, his face stiff and unsightly.
Her words pierced straight to the heart.
He thought his heart was made of stone, impervious to anything.
But at this moment, he clearly felt the sound of his heart being pierced by something.
Is this what heartache is, this discomfort?
Qi Ruigang’s expression was very gloomy, "Do you hate me that much?"
"Yes!" Mo Lan calmly replied, "But I hope that one day I can stop hating you."
Qi Ruigang was disheartened—
He wasn’t naive enough to think that her not hating him meant she had chosen to accept him.
Her lack of hatred for him was an even more terrifying outcome.
She didn’t even deign to hate him, she was already eager to expel him from her life.
Qi Ruigang suddenly felt a bit of panic in his heart.
He abruptly hugged her body tightly, wishing he could squeeze her into his flesh and blood.
"Not hating me is too merciful for me. After I’ve hurt you like that, you’d better keep hating me, hate me for a lifetime!"
If not love, then hate.
At least, she wouldn’t forget him, wouldn’t ignore him.
Mo Lan opened her eyes, completely unable to feel his affection.
Her heart wasn’t made of stone, nor was it made of ice, she simply had no heart anymore—
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Jian Yufei practically didn’t sleep the entire night.
She kept imagining what Ansel would look like after putting on a mask.
And every time she imagined it, the result was exactly like that child.
Their lip shape was the same, their eyes were the same...
Jian Yufei’s hands and feet trembled, her whole body cold.
That child was her child, her Junqi—
Jian Yufei sat up, unable to fall asleep at all.
She had no idea how to express her inner excitement, heartache, joy, and distress.
How had her child spent the past few years?
Looking at his skills, it’s clear he must have suffered a lot.
He walked without making a sound, moved swiftly, which child on the verge of five could achieve this?
His current demeanor wasn’t cultivated overnight, but through long-term training.
Jian Yufei suppressed her inner discomfort hard, her eyes filled with resentment.
She really wished she had killed Nangong Xu that day, she hated it so much!
But if she had killed him, she wouldn’t have been locked up here, and wouldn’t have been able to see her child.
Anyway, the child was still alive, and Jian Yufei was very grateful to heaven.
This time, having found her child, she would definitely take him away from here, not letting him suffer anymore.
Jian Yufei was instantly rejuvenated, she must find a way to leave here with her child.
...
It was dawn, not yet meal time, when the skylight was opened.
A mechanical sound rang out—
Jian Yufei ran over to look and found that they had lowered a basket.
"Come up!" A man above called to her in Chinese.
They probably knew she couldn’t speak English.
Jian Yufei was very puzzled, what did they want to do?
Were they taking her to see Nangong Xu?
Whatever it was, it was best that she could get out.
The basket descended, and Jian Yufei stepped in without hesitation, "Bring my child up too!"
As soon as Jian Yufei spoke, the little guy leaped, already hanging onto the rope like a koala.
Then he climbed up the rope swiftly like a monkey.
The people above didn’t stop him.
It seemed they were going to take both of them out.
Jian Yufei felt much reassured, as the basket ascended, she quickly exited this circular prison.