Sweet Wife in My Arms

Chapter 775: Yan Huan Cheated

“Her leg is completely fine now, but she should be careful from now on. If she falls again, no one can save her.”

“And also…” He Yibin eyed Lu Yi up and down.

“Lu Yi, don’t cross the line.”

Lu Yi pursed his thin lips. He knew exactly what He Yibin was saying.

It was just that he could not divert his attention to other places.

Having too many women is indeed not a good thing, He Yibin thought, I really don’t know how those two-timers can live a prosperous life, being all lovey-dovey with a woman as they flatter another.

“This must be because they’re all jerks…” he muttered under his breath.

Lu Yi’s pace came to a halt. Was He Yibin referring to him?

“Mom, I’m heading out,” Yan Huan finished dressing herself, and draped her scarf around her neck. Her hand was already on the door, and she was ready to head out.

Although Ye Shuyun was anxious, she could not keep Yan Huan grounded at home for the entire day. The longer Yan Huan stayed in, the more restless she would become with the silence at home. It would be better for her to go out for a stroll.

As soon as Yan Huan came out of the house, her face was buffeted by the cold wind. She covered her face as it was stinging in pain.

Her fingers had become swollen in the past few days, just like ten little carrots in winter.

Once again, she made sure that her scarf was wrapped properly, but she inhaled a breath of cold air. Almost instantly, she felt that her lungs were choked by the chilly air.

She stepped into a flower shop empty-handed, but walked out with a bouquet of fresh flowers in her arms.

She strolled down the street, like a wandering spirit who did not know where it was going. Her footsteps came to a halt in front of a cemetery, and she felt a sharp stabbing pain in her heart.

She walked into the cemetery. Beneath each tomb was a dessicated corpse that had turned to dust. The deceased had ceased to exist, and only their souls remained in the hearts of their families. They would perhaps be permanently forgotten after some time.

She found her favourite spot. Whenever she missed him in the past, she would sit here all day in silence. Who could possibly tell her if what she did in the past was all a joke.

How could someone who was not dead hear her?

Yes, he was not dead. He even got himself another woman.

She put the flowers down, but stood there without stepping forward.

The death certificate had been revoked. The tomb had already been emptied, and perhaps it would not be long before another person fill in the spot. Thereafter, the person would perish alongside with everything he owned in the world.

She stood in front of the tomb, feeling as if she had been abandoned by everyone, just like her previous life. She wasn’t even left with thoughts that she could reminisce about.

All of a sudden, she turned around, the hem of her clothes lightly brushing against the bouquet of flowers, leaving a faint scent on her body. The scent of flowers diminished as she left.

She handed over the notes and coins for a cup of milk tea. Then, she strolled around as she sipped on her milk tea, and she found herself stopping at the entrance of a hospital, completely unintentionally. She stepped inside, and sat on a chair in the waiting room as she sipped on her milk tea. Her eyes looked in front of her calmly, but no one knew who or what she was waiting for.

She remained that way until a man rushed by. He was holding something in his hands, and all of his attention was on it. Yan Huan stood up, and unconsciously trailed behind the man.

She walked as he walked, and she stopped as he stopped.

Perhaps he was rushing, so he was not aware of his silent follower at that moment.

That was until he entered a ward.

Yan Huan held her milk tea by her lips. It had turned cold. The former warmth and sweetness were nowhere to be found, and what was left was just the bitterness of the tea that filled her taste buds.

She looked inside through the window on the door, and saw the man speaking to a woman inside. Although his brow was furrowed slightly, but he was very patient.

He had really forgotten. He really wasn’t him anymore.

All of a sudden, Yan Huan lowered her head, a trail of tears trickling down both cheeks. She kept her head low, and out of the corner of her eyes, her gaze fell on the strangers in front. Then, she turned away, and left the place.

When she reached home, Ye Shuyun did not dare to ask where she went to.

“Mom, I’m fine,” she walked toward Ye Shuyun with her hands reaching out like a kid, and she rested her head on Ye Shuyun’s shoulders. “I remember whenever I used to have a bad day, I would search for you just like this. Although you may not be strong, but you’re always my greatest, and safest support.”

Ye Shuyun’s heart ached all of a sudden. She caressed Yan Huan’s hair, “I’ve loved you ever since I laid my eyes on you for the first time. I can still remember competing with Madam Lei to have you as my daughter. No matter Lu Yi is here or not, you’ll always be our daughter.”

Yan Huan felt as if there was a hole in her heart. It was throbbing with pain.

The pain was cold and shivering.

“Mom, I’m so sorry.” She hugged Ye Shuyun tightly. The word ‘mom’ was as if she was calling her real mother, but her mother was not there anymore. She would never have her real mother again, right?

Ye Shuyun did not know what to say to Yan Huan’s apology. She could neither reply nor respond. All she knew was that her Yan Huan was just like a child right now. She was alone, and very lonely, but she would never let herself be pitiful. Her sadness flowed in her blood, just like her unyielding stubbornness from her past life.

After a few days, a sudden news bombarded almost half of the entertainment industry.

All major websites were plastered with news of the best actress, Yan Huan, and the singer Song Xihua, having a romantic dinner and spending the night together.

If this had happened in the past, everyone would probably brush it off. After all, it had been two years since Yan Huan’s husband passed away. No woman would be devoted to someone dead for a lifetime.

The divorce rate nowadays was over the roof. Getting divorced was possible even if the partner was still alive, hence not to mention if the partner was dead. Moreover, the fans had become more open-minded now, but with a condition that the idol could not be tainted by scandals. Otherwise, they would start losing fans, and they might be driven out of the entertainment industry by their own fans, just like many other celebrities in the past.