Surrounded by the Billionaire's Deep Doting

Chapter 983: Chapter 680: Beauty Doomed to a Short Life (Part 3)

"The sky had cleared up. I was leaning, sick, at her doorway. She was a doctor, you know. Just one look and she knew something was wrong with me. In her own words, my face was flushed red, my lips were pale, my eyes were unfocused..."

"She dragged me to the hospital, and I said, let’s get the marriage certificate first. Once we get it, I’ll go to the hospital."

"But she still wouldn’t agree. She said, a marriage that parents don’t approve of will never be happy."

At this point, Xiao Anhe suddenly fell silent; the smile on his face vanished.

Su Xiaomeng had been propping her chin up, listening like it was a story. Seeing Xiao Anhe’s expression change so abruptly, she couldn’t help straightening her back.

"Dean Xiao..."

Xiao Anhe suddenly gave a faint laugh, and tears followed, rolling down.

"How could I listen to her? I had my own ideas, my own mind. When I was young, the elders all said I was a freak..."

"Back then, whose marriage wasn’t arranged by their family? But it just had to be me talking about freedom of love and marriage..."

"I just felt my thinking was right. Felt that a person only lives once. If you yourself don’t even follow your own heart, if you can’t be with the one you love, then what’s the point of being alive."

"I even thought, the more she said that, the more the old man opposed it, the more I had to marry her—and then I’d make sure we lived happier than anyone!"

"And then..."

"Right before she died, she held my hand, smiled and said to me, Anhe, you see... you standing at my door that day, I wasn’t wrong, was I? A marriage that parents don’t approve of will never be happy..."

"Wuu... I told her, you’re wrong, we are happy, it’s just that the ending isn’t so good..."

"Such self-contradictory words... Back then, I don’t even know if I said them to comfort her, or just to fool myself..."

"Some people said she was a beauty doomed to die young, some people said... if I hadn’t insisted on marrying her, she wouldn’t have died so young..."

Xiao Anhe was already crying so hard he could barely speak.

"I...I..."

His hand was raised, one finger trembling uncontrollably in the air.

"All these years, I...I’ve never told anyone... never told anyone..."

Su Xiaomeng’s brows faintly furrowed. Suspicion stirred in her heart as she looked toward Yin Shixiu...

Yin Shixiu’s expression was just as grave.

Xiao Anhe collapsed onto the table, sobbing in anguish.

"The old man thought I didn’t know... he thought I didn’t know... that National Science Academy dean’s precious daughter... she took advantage of my wife giving birth to inject cancer cell pathogens directly into her body... ah... wuu..."

"..."

"The old man... he knew perfectly well, but he still shielded that dean’s daughter..."

"He thought I didn’t know, he always thought I didn’t know..."

Xiao Anhe clutched his own hair with both hands, his black hair... he was yanking so hard it looked like he was going to rip it right out.

Su Xiaomeng’s eyes widened; her heart suddenly felt hollow...

Murder...

The human heart...

Yin Shixiu could feel the hand he was holding turn cold in an instant, a thin layer of sweat seeping from her palm.

He quickly tightened his grip, clasping Su Xiaomeng’s hand even more firmly.

Xiao Meng looked at him, a little dazed...

Xiao Anhe cried for a long, long time... until his voice was hoarse.

The porridge on the table, the small dishes—no longer fragrant, no longer tasty; the air was thick with bitterness.

"Back then, the National Science Academy dean... was his name Rong Liang?"

Yin Shixiu drew a deep breath. He thought for a long time, hesitated for a long time before finally asking.

Xiao Anhe lifted his head. A flicker of surprise flashed in his eyes. He hastily wiped his tears and answered,

"...Yes, Rong Liang."

Su Xiaomeng’s brows lightly knitted. She quickly looked at Yin Shixiu. "Don’t tell me this has something to do with Rong Si?"

Yin Shixiu looked at Su Xiaomeng. "Rong Si’s uncle."

"..."

Su Xiaomeng’s mouth fell slightly open. Outside, thunder rolled, rumbling right in her ears, as if the window might shatter in the next second.

"That’s right... the National Science Academy dean at the time was Rong Liang, one of the Rong Family..."

As Xiao Anhe cried himself to the point of heartbreak, none of his usual grinning, money-eyed, carefree arrogance could be seen.

In Su Xiaomeng’s eyes at this moment, he was just a lonely old man whose children and grandchildren were not by his side, who had lost his wife early.

That jet-black hair, that well-maintained face—right now, they only made the whole thing feel all the more ironic, all the more heartbreaking.

The Rong Family...

Xiao Anhe spat out those three words, and with them, he nailed that family with the surname Rong to the wall.

"What National Science Academy dean, what old revolutionary... heh... what outstanding figure in the field of national science... all of that is bullshit! Every last one of them is a beast in human clothing!"

Xiao Anhe slammed his clenched fist heavily on the table, cursing in righteous fury, even spitting as he spoke.

Yin Shixiu pressed his lips together; his gaze darkened...