Chapter 494
A flash of deep understanding passed through the man’s eyes – her reaction was a bit strange, as if his words had struck a nerve.
Stepping forward to grasp her shoulders, he squinted and asked her, “An Ruo, you’re hiding something from me. Tell me, where is the child?”
He had been patient with her on the matter of the child for a long time.
Today, she had to tell him!
An Ruowei slightly startled; he had actually started to suspect something.
After all, he knew her well, knew that she would not ignore her child. Her child was never by her side, which was bound to raise his suspicions.
“If you want to know, I’ll tell you,” An Ruo said with a faint smile, a hint of revenge still hidden in her heart.
She wondered how he would react when he learned the truth.
Would he be in pain and regret it?
Even if he truly felt pain and regret, it was what he deserved.
Tang Yuchen’s lips tightened, his heart tense and uneasy, fearing that she would reveal bad news. But he could not escape; what had to be faced would have to be confronted sooner or later.
An Ruo brushed his hand off her shoulder, turned, and said faintly, “Come on, I’ll take you somewhere.”
“Where?” the man asked subconsciously.
“You’ll know when we get there.”
Driving the car, they arrived at a cemetery in J city, a place that suffocated An Ruo.
However, she could endure it. After more than a year, the pain in her heart had far lessened from what it once was.
Ever since Tang Yuchen had arrived, he had a bad premonition.
Why had she brought him here? Could someone have died?
His mind entertained a ridiculous speculation, only to immediately dismiss it. No, that was absolutely impossible!
The two walked silently on the path, neither uttering a word.
This was a cemetery, naturally carrying a gloomy air, yet the atmosphere flowing between them was even heavier, colder.
“We’re here, this is it,” An Ruo suddenly stopped, pointing at a small, unmarked gravestone in front of them.
Tang Yuchen’s gaze fixed on it, a shadow passing through his eyes.
“Who is buried here?” he asked faintly, though his tone was a bit stiff.
She didn’t answer, squatting down, her hand caressing the gravestone, tears glistening in her eyes.
A year ago, she had also come here briefly and had not returned since.
Yet, the site was well-maintained, with not a weed in sight and a small sapling planted nearby, undoubtedly the work of Yun Feiyang’s people.
And she, a mother, hadn’t held up her role, only coming to visit him now.
With the thought of grief, the tears in An Ruo’s eyes couldn’t help but fall, splashing onto the gravestone and causing small splashes.
Standing by, Tang Yuchen saw her cry, the sunlight reflecting off the droplets on the gravestone and glaring intensely.
He wanted to ask who exactly was buried here and why she was crying. But it was as if something was lodged in his throat, keeping him from making a sound.
His chest felt heavy, as if a boulder rested upon it, making breathing difficult, almost suffocating him.
In the sunlight, he stood still like a statue, the scorching sun nearly dizzying him.
After crying for a while, An Ruo tucked her neck-length short hair behind her ear, not looking at him, and smiled faintly, “Didn’t you ask where the child had gone? Do you still want to know?”
Tang Yuchen’s breath caught, his clever mind already racing to what she was about to say.
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