Chapter 18 The Little Detective
Shen Weian pried us apart.
He looked at me, then at Xie Siyuan.
Mouth open, he immediately started spreading rumors. “Wow! Mom, this guy isn’t my dad, is he?”
“Shut up.”
Of course Shen Weian never listened.
He raised a brow at Xie Siyuan. “My mom dumped you?”
Xie Siyuan choked.
But after seeing the similar brows and eyes on Shen Weian, he finally nodded.
“Hehe, so you came to chase your wife?”
Wait—how do kids these days know so much?
I smacked his butt. “That’s enough.”
“You won’t let me talk?
Grandma Li told me the story! He’s the domineering CEO, you’re the one who ran with the ball, and I’m the genius baby.
At this stage, it’s already the wife-chasing crematorium plot.”
I covered his mouth.
He winked at Xie Siyuan.
Xie Siyuan turned away, wiped his tears, then crouched down and picked Shen Weian up.
“What’s your name?”
“I won’t tell you! Unless you give me something good.”
Xie Siyuan looked at the little bean and laughed in exasperation.
“Exactly like your mom’s personality.”
Then he looked down at me, voice trembling slightly. “I’m sorry. I came too late.”
After he walked me back to the house, I blocked the door and looked at Xie Siyuan.
I thought it was better to say everything clearly at once.
“Xie Siyuan, I apologize once again for bullying you before.
If you came here to get revenge for Shen Chuxue, I have nothing to say.
I just beg you—for the child’s sake—don’t hurt him.”
Xie Siyuan stared at me, then after a long moment gave a very bitter laugh.
“Shen Tingwan, sometimes I really want to cut open your heart and see if I’m even inside?
Or was I really just a game to you? You never put your real heart into it.”
I pressed my lips together. “The past is over.”
But Xie Siyuan didn’t let it go. His clenched fingers turned white. “Over? How am I supposed to get over it?”
“I fucking missed you so much I wanted to die.
I couldn’t sleep without you.
Every day I had people searching for any trace of you.
And you—you just left a fake death certificate and disappeared completely.
Shen Tingwan, can one sentence of ‘the past is over’ cancel all that?”
I looked up at him. “Xie Siyuan, are you crazy?”