My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Chapter 1149: It Was Time For Him To Let Go

“For the past four years, you are not the only one in pain. I have been hurting as well. The regrets and pain I’m feeling are no less than yours. It’s all my fault. I was the one who caused the situation today. Xiao… Xiaotao… he is also my son. I had nightmares every night for the past few years. I dreamed that… he kicked me when I bully you. I dreamed that… he got pushed out by a nurse and his entire body was green…”

“Xiaotao, I’m in pain. I know that no matter how much I explain that I showed no mercy to Bai Lingyun four years ago or that I have nothing to do with the other women, you won’t believe me. I’m very stupid. I can’t see the sadness in your eyes and the shoes I bought for you don’t fit… but Xiaotao, can you give me a chance?”

“There’s a saying that women are men’s teachers. Now I understand. I’ve learned. In the future, I will give you the love you want. I will treat you wholeheartedly. What Gong Yi did for you, I can do it too…”

Ye Xiaotao did not speak for a long time as she listened to the man’s painful murmurs.

It was too late..

It was really too late..

When she wanted it, he did not give her what she needed. Now, she did not want it anymore.

Leng Hao’s handsome and disheveled face became a little hideous as he recalled the extremely painful memories. He held his phone tightly and begged humbly. Other than these, he did not know what to do.

The doctor broke out in a cold sweat. He reminded Leng Hao in a low voice, “Sir, let’s do the operation as soon as possible. The injury on your right arm is too serious…”

His right arm was injured?

“Leng Hao,” Ye Xiaotao said softly, “If you are injured, get treatment. Listen to the doctor.”

“Ha,” Leng Hao smiled immediately. His gaze was full of hope. “Xiaotao, you still care about me.”

There was no sound on the other end.

“Xiaotao, come and accompany me. If you come, I’ll listen to the doctor…”

“Leng Hao, if your arm is crippled, I hope you won’t cause trouble to Gong Yi. Gong Yi is already my fiancé. I don’t want anything to happen to him.”

Leng Hao’s expression froze completely.

She made him listen to the doctor because of… Gong Yi?

Was she just afraid that he would find Gong Yi for trouble?

Heh.

Leng Hao felt as if all the blood in his body was frozen. She had pushed him into the abyss and caused him to feel despair..

“Leng Hao, if you really feel any tinge of guilt towards me, please don’t disturb my life anymore. Thank you.” Ye Xiaotao hung up the phone.

The busy tone rang in his ears. The phone in Leng Hao’s hand slowly slid to the ground. He knocked his head on the wall behind him and gently closed his eyes. Hot tears fell rapidly from the corners of his eyes.

It was over.

Perhaps it was time for him to… let go.

…

For the next week, Ye Xiaotao’s life was very peaceful. Leng Hao did not appear in her line of sight. Nor did she ask for any news about him.

She had already said everything she wanted to say. She thought that he had perhaps returned to T city.

On this day, her art exhibition officially started.

All the famous people in the art exhibition industry and the influential people in the capital were gathered here. Ye Xiaotao wore a long white dress as she walked through the crowd. She lowered her eyes and wore a faint smile on her face.

“Xiaotao.” Gong Yi walked over and wrapped his arm around her slender waist.

“Young Master Gong, Miss Ye has already made great achievements in the art exhibition industry. I think Young Master Gong should hurry up and marry Miss Ye. Your wedding is approaching, right?” The guests present teased them with good intent.

Ye Xiaotao looked sideways at Gong Yi. Her brows and eyes curved into a smile.

Gong Yi pinched her slender waist. He was in a great mood. “We’ll get married very soon to avoid… long nights fraught with dreams.”

Long nights fraught with dreams?

The guests paused for a moment and then burst into laughter. They didn’t know if Young Master Gong was referring to his fear of Ye Xiaotao being snatched away, or… he had too many wet dreams.