Chapitre 10: Chapter 10 Do You Want me to be Your Lover?_1
Lan Xin Ai told Tian Tian everything that happened yesterday, except for the man who took her away. She didn't want Tian Tian to worry too much.
"Tang Yun Ze, this bastard. To think that such a talented man from A University could act like a lowly scum. How dare he treat my Lan Baobei this way? Lan Baobei even risked falling out with Grandpa Lan for him, has his heart been eaten by a dog? He's scum, a despicable man!"
Tian Tian slammed the table. She regretted not going with Xin Ai to confront Tang Yun Ze yesterday. She could have had the pleasure of slapping that shameless couple right across their faces — such a missed opportunity!
Upon hearing Tian Tian mention her grandfather, Lan Xin Ai could no longer hold back her tears. For the first time in three years, she was crying her heart out.
"Xin Ai, don't cry. Don't cry. It's not worth it for that scumbag, Tang Yun Ze."
"Tian Tian, why did he have to do this to me? Why? "
She had given up so much to be with Tang Yun Ze, not just straining her relationship with her family but much, much more.
What should have been one of the happiest days of her life turned into a complete mockery. Was there anyone more pitiful than her, Lan Xin Ai?
"Xin Ai, it's not worth being upset over that scumbag. It's a good thing the wedding didn't happen. There's still time."
Lan Xin Ai sucked in a shaky breath: "But we got our marriage certificate a month ago."
"Lan Xin Ai, are you out of your mind? How could you get the marriage certificate before the wedding? Even if the ceremony didn't happen, you're legally married now. You've infuriated me!" Lu Tian Tian glared at her, fuming.
"Remarried?" Lan Xin Ai murmured, her gaze dimmed.
Lu Tian Tian pointed at Lan Xin Ai's head: "Xin Ai, you usually come across as smart, but now you're acting like a fool. Tang Yun Ze got another woman pregnant—do you still want to stay with him? Go get a divorce tomorrow!"
Divorce!
Lan Xin Ai covered her head with her hands, and the tears flowed again.
Looking at the trembling figure in front of her, Lu Tian Tian's brows furrowed deeply.
Then, Lan Xin Ai's phone rang. Lu Tian Tian quickly grabbed it — the caller ID displayed Tang Yun Ze.
Lu Tian Tian gave a cold laugh, and pressed the answer button.
The line was silent for a few seconds!
"Xin Ai."
The hoarse voice made Lan Xin Ai's tears fall even more rapidly, but she couldn't make a sound.
"Xin Ai, you finally answered my call. I know you're in pain, and I'm really sorry. Please yell at me, hit me, just don't hide from me, okay?"
The man's voice, laden with sobs, sounded genuinely heartbroken.
"Xin Ai, I'm sorry. Meng Yan is carrying my baby. I can't leave her. If I do, she will die. Could you forgive me?"
Lan Xin Ai remained silent, and the man's voice grew more frantic, and even anxious.
Lu Tian Tian couldn't take the nauseating whimper of the man any longer. She was about to speak out, but was stopped by Lan Xin Ai.
"Xin Ai, are you hearing me? Please say something. I'm begging you."
Lan Xin Ai smirked coldly: "Tang Yun Ze, do you want to marry her?"
hearing Lan Xin Ai's voice, Tang Yun Ze sounded excited, but her question made him fall silent. After a while, he said solemnly: "Xin Ai, I can't stand to lose you. Can we go back to how things used to be?"
"So you want me to be your mistress?" Lan Xin Ai asked, her lips trembling, a sense of overwhelming humiliation rising in her heart. She never thought that Tang Yun Ze could say such a thing.
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