Ultimately Couldn't Hold Back! Exposed! II!

Ultimately Couldn't Hold Back! Exposed! II!

"Bibi Dong, your True Destiny's Son should be Yu Xiaogang!"

"Isn't that right?"

When Bibi Dong heard Qian Chengxiao's words, her heart abruptly skipped a beat. Her wide eyes, fixed on Qian Chengxiao, were filled with disbelief and terror.

Her once-rosy face instantly turned deathly pale, and even her delicate body beneath the blanket trembled slightly.

That single sentence made Bibi Dong feel as though she had fallen into an abyss, a chill running through her entire body.

He had seen through her. He knew she had been reborn as well.

It must have been just now. She had failed to hold back, and the things she said had given her away.

"Cheng Xiao..."

As she spoke, Bibi Dong anxiously rose and tightly embraced him.

"Cheng Xiao, Cheng Xiao..."

Holding Qian Chengxiao, Bibi Dong had no idea what to say. She could only keep murmuring his name.

Her hands wrapped around his waist were locked tightly together, unwilling to let go.

"That's enough, Bibi Dong."

"Your True Destiny's Son is Yu Xiaogang. Stop clinging to me."

"Can't we just stay out of each other's way? You take your Single-Plank Bridge, and I'll walk my Bright Path."

"No, no..."

Hearing Qian Chengxiao's indifferent voice, she held his waist even tighter, terrified that he would leave her.

"Hah..."

Seeing Bibi Dong seemingly descend into madness, Qian Chengxiao took a deep breath.

"I paid back everything I owed you long ago!"

"In this life, neither of us owes the other anything. So I'll let you go, and you let me go."

Before Qian Chengxiao could finish, Bibi Dong, who had been clinging to him in a daze, suddenly went mad.

She shoved Qian Chengxiao onto the unknown fur rug, straddled him, and cried out frantically, "Impossible!"

"I don't want this!"

"You're mine! You're mine!"

"You can only be mine!"

"I love you! No one in this world loves you more than I do!"

As she spoke, Bibi Dong tried to tear at Qian Chengxiao's clothes.

"Bibi Dong, you've gone insane!"

Sensing Bibi Dong's madness, Qian Chengxiao directly used his Soul Power and blasted her off him.

He then stood up. Looking at the crazed Bibi Dong, Qian Chengxiao stared at her coldly. "You love me? So you personally killed me because you loved me?"

"You loved me? For ten years, I cared for and protected you every day, hanging around you like some pathetic lapdog, coming whenever you called and leaving whenever you dismissed me."

"What did I get in the end?"

"When Yu Xiaogang and I had a conflict, you took his side without even asking what happened. You slapped me and told me that seeing me disgusted you, that even hearing my voice made you sick."

"Or was it that my decade of care and concern was nothing but a warm face pressed against a cold ass? That I had to watch you flirt with other men while you loved that useless trash with all your heart?"

"And that's what you call loving me?"

"Bibi Dong, wake up!"

"Do you think you deserve it?"

"Do I really have to spell out every last thing you did and tear away all pretense before you understand?"

"There's still so much more. I don't want to say it, and I don't want to remember it."

"Falling for you back then was proof that I, Qian Chengxiao, was blind, that lard had clouded my mind, that I was brain-dead."

"And in the end, dying for you was what I deserved."

"After all, a lapdog is a lapdog. Lick and lick, and in the end, you're left with nothing. Lapdogs should just die!"

Without realizing it, even Qian Chengxiao himself failed to notice that with every sentence he spoke, his pitch-black eyes grew a shade redder.

By the time his words fell silent, his dark eyes were already suffused with crimson light. Like a man-eating beast, his gaze at Bibi Dong was filled with killing intent.

"No..."

"No..."

Sitting collapsed on the ground, Bibi Dong retreated a little with every word Qian Chengxiao spoke, and with every step he took toward her.

She did not stop until she had nearly backed out of the tent entirely.

Her mind was in disarray as she continued to mutter to herself.

"Yes, yes, yes."

"I still have a chance. I still have a chance."

No one knew what Bibi Dong had remembered, but her previously despondent, crazed expression suddenly became excited.

She dropped to her knees and frantically crawled to Qian Chengxiao's feet. Reaching out, she tightly hugged his leg and looked up at him with expectation in her eyes. "Cheng Xiao!"

"Even if you won't forgive me, can you forgive me for the sake of our daughter, Ren Xue?"

"I'm not worth pitying, but our daughter is innocent."

"She has never experienced a mother's love, and she has never truly felt a father's love either."

"Ren Xue likes you so much. She longs for a father's love."

"Even if not for me, can you forgive me for her sake?"

By then, Bibi Dong was already sobbing uncontrollably.

Her hands clung tightly to Qian Chengxiao's leg, like a drowning person grasping the last straw that could save her life.

But when Qian Chengxiao, whose leg Bibi Dong held, heard her mention Qian Renxue, his expression became dazed.

"Call me Father!"

"Father!"

"Hehe, Xue Er loves Father the most!"

"Father, don't be sad. Even if Mother doesn't want us, you still have your Precious Daughter Xue Er!"

"Xue Er will never abandon Father!"

"Xue Er wants to be with Father forever. It's not that bad woman doesn't want us—it's that we don't want that bad woman!"

As Qian Chengxiao sank into his memories, fragments of the time he spent caring for Qian Renxue surfaced in his mind.

While Qian Chengxiao was immersed in those beautiful, happy memories with his daughter Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong, still holding his leg, saw that he had remained silent. Seeing the faint smile at the corner of his lips and the tenderness in his eyes, boundless hope rose within her heart.

Sure enough, nothing was more important than their daughter.

Bibi Dong's move was indeed a clever one.

If she had said anything else, even if she talked herself hoarse, Qian Chengxiao would not have paid her any attention.

But once she mentioned their daughter Qian Renxue, Qian Chengxiao had no choice but to take it seriously.

After all, the time he spent with his daughter had been among the few happy periods in his life.

As Bibi Dong hurt him again and again, if not for the healing comfort of his daughter, his Little Cotton-padded Jacket, his little angel, perhaps he would have long since fallen into darkness.

Even when Bibi Dong had pierced his heart, if he had not been thinking of his daughter, he would never have encountered that opportunity to return from death.

He owed Bibi Dong nothing, but he owed Ren Xue, that child.

He had once promised to care for her for the rest of her life and let her live without worry.

Yet because of Bibi Dong, because he had let her believe he was dead, he had never appeared before Ren Xue again. The promise he had made to Ren Xue had also been destroyed by his own hands.

He owed Bibi Dong nothing, but he owed his child.

This time, he would absolutely let Ren Xue live happily, joyfully, and without a care in the world.

If any yellow-haired punk dared to run off with his Precious Daughter, he would absolutely make that bastard understand what the eighteen levels of hell were.

Qing Zhou has something to deal with these next two days. What I owe will be made up tomorrow and the day after!

Three updates tomorrow. Four updates the day after, depending on votes and bookmarks!

(End of Chapter)