Chapter 504
The gravestone was replaced with a new, better one, engraved with “The grave of the son of Tang Yuchen and An Ruo, Tang Zhiyu.”
A white marble border was built around the gravesite, transforming it into a display of extreme luxury; the small tree within its confines.
What once was an inconspicuous gravesite now stood out among the rest, becoming the most imposing one of all.
An Ruoxin thought, Tang Yuchen must have truly loved this child. If he had lived, he surely would have received much affection from Tang.
Standing in front of the gravestone for a while, Yuchen wrapped his arms around An Ruo’s shoulders and said softly to the gravestone,
“Child, I am your father… Father wants to say he’s sorry, and also, I love you very much. If there’s a next life, would you come back as our child again? I will try my best to make you the happiest child in the world.”
An Ruo’s eyes suddenly reddened, and she pushed away his hand, turning to leave.
The man hurriedly followed, grabbing her hand. She was upset and violently shook him off, but he simply took her into his embrace.
“An Ruo, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!” he held her tightly, his voice filled with anguish.
In the past, he disdained to say the words “I’m sorry,” but now that was all he could say.
Yet, saying “I’m sorry” was so pale and powerless, it couldn’t convey even a tiny fraction of the remorse and pain in his heart.
An Ruo bit her lip hard, trying to keep her eyes wide to stop the tears from falling. Suddenly, she felt a dampness on her neck. Startled, she then realized he was crying.
Tang Yuchen was actually crying.
This was the first time she had seen him shed tears.
“You…” She tried to push his body away to see clearly, but he tightened his arms, preventing her from moving and from seeing his current disheveled state.
It’s said that a man’s tears are not easily shed, except at a time of heartbreak.
An Ruo lowered her sorrowful eyes and quietly let him hold her, while Tang Yuchen also held her in silence. The two of them stood there for a long time, until the night fell.
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Perhaps An Ruo had resigned herself to her fate, as she quietly settled into the villa.
Indeed, she had resigned herself, emotionally and physically exhausted, preferring to let things take their natural course.
Every night, Tang Yuchen slept with his arms around her, and she didn’t resist him, leaving him to do as he wished. Apart from being cool in her conversations with him and cool in her demeanor towards him, their interactions appeared reasonably harmonious.
Her subtle changes in attitude made the man very happy, and his mood was very good.
When he was happy, even the servants in the villa felt relaxed and content.
After all, his mood was the barometer for everyone’s happiness.
One day, Tang Yuchen came back from work with something in tow.
It appeared to be a rectangular picture frame, wrapped in a layer of soft packing paper.
“Young Master, what is this?” Aunt Zhou, seeing his face beaming with happiness, couldn’t help but ask him with a smile.
“Where is An Ruo?” he countered without answering.
“Miss An is upstairs.”
Eager, Yuchen hurried upstairs, pushing open the bedroom door. Seeing her, his spirits lifted, and the smile in his eyes grew even more wanton.
An Ruo was leaning against the bed watching a movie. He walked over quickly, bent down to kiss her cheek, and asked with a smile, “What have you done today?”
“Just ask Aunt Zhou and you will know,” An Ruo said without looking at him, tilting her head to continue watching the screen.
Tang Yuchen was not bothered by her coldness at all.
In the past, she didn’t like talking to him, often too lazy to even respond. Compared to those times, she was much better now.