A second chance with my billionaire husband

The next moment he rushed in, wildly hitting Ruan Wencheng, cursing: "Bad guy, don’t bully my mom...."

Ruan Wencheng, consumed by anger, wanted to kick Xi’er, but she stopped him just in time. She hugged Xi’er, and that foot landed on her back, causing piercing pain, yet she didn’t make a sound. She covered Xi’er’s eyes and whispered softly in his ear: "Xi’er, don’t be afraid, Mom is here...."

She broke out in a cold sweat, how could she be dead just like that? How could she leave Xi’er alone in the world? He was still so young, how could he handle those ambitious brothers and his cruel-hearted father?

"Zhuang Fanxing, if it weren’t for my son, I definitely wouldn’t let you off today, but remember this, this is just the beginning, we’ll see about that, hmph." She uttered harsh words and strode away.

From that day onward, Xi’er’s clear eyes started to harbor hatred.

Walking hesitantly, in the end, they still reached this point.

From then on, she and Ruan Wencheng began an unending entanglement, only to pity her Xi’er, who matured too early.

Life passes by in the blink of an eye, and it turns out so much time has already passed.

Since falling ill, she increasingly dreamt about past events, Fu Siting, Ruyue, Ruan Wencheng... the love and hate of her life unfolded in her mind.

"I dreamt that the peach blossoms on the branches bloomed, he was looking at me smiling in the blossoms, he said he’s waiting for me...." Then that face suddenly turned into Ruan Wencheng’s face, viciously rushing towards her, strangling her to demand she pays for Ruyue’s life. She woke from the nightmare, drenched in cold sweat.

"Sis, don’t say anymore." Watching Zhuang Fanxing, Zhuang Xiyue suddenly had a bad feeling, she suddenly grabbed Zhuang Fanxing’s hand, holding it tightly as though her sister would disappear in a blink.

"Sis, since you can’t let him go, why didn’t you look for him then, even if just to get a reason, it would be better than being so hard on yourself...."

Yes, why didn’t she go looking for him? Even just to ask why.

She feared the worst result, she was cowardly, she’d rather retreat into her shell than seek an answer.

So since that phone call, there was no further interaction between them.

From then on, they were apart, whether alive or dead, still unknown.

She drew a cell for herself, and since then refused to step out.

Zhuang Fanxing shook her head with a smile, laughing at her stubbornness, laughing at the uncertainty of fate.

"Sis, I know, I have news of him...."

"Yueyue." Zhuang Fanxing’s calm voice interrupted her words, seeing those gentle and quiet eyes, Zhuang Xiyue suddenly couldn’t say a word.

"So many years have passed, he has his own life, leaving each other undisturbed is the best respect for both of us."

"Sis, don’t you want to know how he’s doing now?" Zhuang Xiyue felt so heartbroken for her sister. She was always like this, no matter how much pain she felt inside, she could still smile and say it’s fine on the surface. Since childhood, she never saw her sister cry; she thought her sister was strong enough, but no matter how strong someone is, there’s always a moment of vulnerability, though her sister’s vulnerability was never shown to anyone.

"Since we can’t stick through hardships together, then let’s forget each other in the rivers and lakes." Zhuang Fanxing smiled serenely, her gaze falling on the lush sycamore tree outside the window.

If it were her, she might have collapsed already, definitely unable to maintain her sister’s calm, which is what she admires most about her sister, but also makes her heart ache more for her.

She silently thought to herself, perhaps this was the best result for the two of them. She once exerted all her strength to investigate that person, both to fulfill her sister’s regret and to retaliate against that man, but naturally the result was regrettable.

That person had died twenty years ago.

Her sister didn’t know, knew nothing, stubbornly remembering and hating that person.

His death took away a hidden secret, whenever she faced her sister, she found it hard to say what she had prepared.

"Yueyue, I want to drink your pumpkin soup now." Zhuang Fanxing suddenly said.

Zhuang Xiyue paused, didn’t expect her topic to change so quickly, Zhuang Fanxing looked at her smilingly, those sad emotions receded like the tide, as if it were only an illusion.

"Remember when you were in high school, you heard somewhere the saying, ’To capture a man’s heart, first capture his stomach,’ you regarded it as a motto, spending every day in the kitchen experimenting with variations, then having me as your taste tester, packing it in a lunchbox for Nanmo at school noon. No matter how bad the food was, Nanmo would eat it without a change of expression, even praising you."

Talking about the past, Zhuang Fanxing’s brow revealed a gentle warmth, Zhuang Xiyue felt a bit awkward; those were old stories, why did her sister have to bring them up.

She matured early, realizing at fifteen she had feelings for that boy, but that boy was clueless, treating her as a good sister or childhood friend, causing her to nearly burst with anger. No matter how slow Yan Nanmo was, finally if not for a senior passionately pursuing her, he might never realize any sense of crisis...

"Alright, alright, I’ll make it for you when I get back, and also visit Yun Ya. Sis, you take good care and rest." Zhuang Xiyue called Ruan Songxi again, but still no answer, even Ah Song’s phone couldn’t be reached.

"These two, they’re unreliable at crucial moments." Zhuang Xiyue muttered, then gave Zhuang Fanxing a few more words of advice. At the door, there were bodyguards arranged by Song Xi, all retired special forces, so Zhuang Xiyue wasn’t worried about her sister’s safety.

"Yueyue." Zhuang Xiyue reached the door, Zhuang Fanxing suddenly called her.

Zhuang Xiyue turned around.

Zhuang Fanxing sat on the hospital bed, in the sunlight appearing almost transparent, her serene and graceful face smiled with a beauty that was fragile and unreal, as if she would transform into foam and vanish in the next moment.

Zhuang Xiyue’s heart skipped a beat.

"Do you still remember our promise? No matter who leaves first, we must carry each other’s wishes and live happily."

Zhuang Xiyue frowned slightly, "Sis, why are you saying this now, it was just a childish joke from our youth, we’re supposed to live long lives, saying this is so unlucky."

Zhuang Fanxing lowered her gaze and let out a soft laugh, Zhuang Xiyue couldn’t see her expression, just felt inexplicably anxious, thinking she might be overthinking, she shook her head and turned to leave.

At the hospital door she saw Lady Liang and Liang Wenwan. Ruan Songxi had given strict orders to the bodyguards, forbidding outsiders from visiting, but this doesn’t include Miss Liang, their wedding was near, and Lady Liang had visited once before, so the bodyguards didn’t stop them.

"Lady Liang, Wan’er, why are you here now, but it’s good, I have to go back, keep my sister company." Although Zhuang Xiyue didn’t like this Lady Liang, full of calculation and shrewdness, she was Wan’er’s mother, so despite not liking her in her heart, she still maintained a pleasant expression.

Liang Wenwan forced a smile worse than crying, "Aunt...."

Yet Lady Liang squeezed past Liang Wenwan, greeting Zhuang Xiyue warmly.

Zhuang Xiyue felt they both seemed a bit off, but dismissed it, greeted them, and left.

Lady Liang’s lips curled with a mocking smile, glaring coldly at Liang Wenwan, instantaneously putting on a smile when the bodyguards looked over, she pushed open the hospital room door and walked in.

Liang Wenwan hesitated for a moment at the threshold, not realizing that once she stepped inside, her life would be turned upside down.