Chapter 517 - 517 Telling Xing Chen Her Past

517 Telling Xing Chen Her Past

Xing Chen said calmly, “Stop it.”

Qiao An’s heart ached as tears of humiliation welled up in her eyes.

Xing Chen cared a lot about her first time.

Huo Xiaoran should actually care, right?

However, when she returned with his child, he was forced to accept her, right?

Qiao An suddenly felt very unconfident. This was not a good sign. She had never been easy to manipulate.

The man looked at Qiao An’s dejected expression and quickly winked at Xing Xiaoya. “Xiaoya, lower your voice. Qiao An heard you.”

Xing Chen suddenly felt uneasy. He suddenly looked up and was about to run out to chase after Qiao An when Xing Xiaoya suddenly grabbed his hand and threatened, “Brother Xing Chen, if you go to her, I’ll die in front of you.” She picked up the fruit knife beside her and pressed it to her neck.

Xing Chen was helpless. “Stop fooling around, Xiaoya. Qiao An isn’t as strong as you think. What you just said hurts too much.”

Xing Xiaoya said, “But what I said is the truth. She has a history of marriage and you have a mysophobia. You can’t accept such a woman at all, right?”

Xing Chen said in a low voice, “I don’t care.”

Xing Xiaoya was dumbfounded.

Xing Chen continued, “I already knew that she had two failed marriages. Qiao He told me. Xiaoya, I avoided Qiao An a few days ago because I couldn’t accept that her love history was so rich. But when Qiao An came to the mountain to look for me yesterday and saw the scar on my back, she didn’t despise me. Instead, her heart ached for me. At that moment, I decided to abandon my prejudice against her and live well with her.”

Tears streamed down Xing Xiaoya’s face. “What did she say when she saw your scar?”

She remembered the first time she’d seen the bumpy scar on Xing Chen’s back. “It’s ugly,” she exclaimed.

Xing Chen smiled faintly. “Qiao An said that should be my medal.”

Xing Xiaoya’s heart sank.

With Qiao An’s words, she knew that she had lost to her.

She only knew that she had to use all her means to suppress Xing Chen and step on him so that Xing Chen would fall into humility. Only then would she be worthy of Xing Chen.

But Qiao An maintained Xing Chen’s pride.

No wonder Xing Chen, who had mysophobia, didn’t care that Qiao An had a rich love history. But she couldn’t bear to give Xing Chen up.

“Brother Xing Chen, don’t leave me.” She hugged him and cried sadly.

Star said, “Xiaoya, I love Qiao An. I love her very much. That’s an emotion I can’t control. Stop doing useless things. Accept it calmly.”

Xing Xiaoya shook her head desperately. “I don’t want to. Brother Xing Chen, you can’t be with Qiao An. You’ll definitely be hurt by her. She’s so rich, but you can’t even give her a betrothal gift. Love is realistic. Over time, she’ll despise you for having nothing.”

Xing Chen’s eyes were dark as he said faintly, “Even if she despises me in the end, I have no regrets.”

“You’re simply crazy,” the man roared. “Xing Chen, you and Xiaoya are the real deal.”

Xing Chen looked at the man with exasperation. “Take care of Xiaoya. I’ll go see Qiao An.”

With that, he shook off Xing Xiaoya’s hand and strode out.

He went to Qiao An’s room next door and gently pushed open the door. He saw Qiao An curled up in a chair, looking lonely.

Seeing him, Qiao An’s eyes darkened.

She didn’t say anything. She just lowered her head into her knees, as if she couldn’t wait to hide herself.

“Brother Xing Chen, do you care about my past?”

Xing Chen sat on the bench in front of her and nodded honestly. “Frankly, Qiao An, I mind. I hate myself for not meeting you sooner.”

Qiao An smiled palely. Hadn’t they known each other long enough?

“Brother Xingchen, let me tell you a story.” When Qiao An was determined to tell her love, she really mustered her courage.

Because of her unfortunate marriage with Li Zecheng, she had wanted to kick it out of her soul and flesh countless times.

“Qiao An. I don’t need to know.” Xing Chen looked at her.

Tears suddenly welled in her eyes, making him want to stop her.

Qiao An said, “But do you mind?”

Xing Chen took her hand and held it tightly in her palm. “I do mind, Qiao An. But I know very well that they’ve already happened and can’t be changed. And I seem to have fallen into your tenderness and can’t extricate myself. In that case, why worry about that? Let’s forget our past unhappiness and live well with each other every day from now on, okay?”

Qiao An raised a pale face. “But I think it’s better if you know.”

Xing Chen held her pale face. “But they’re your nightmares. Right?”

Qiao An shook her head. “Not entirely.”

Xing Chen froze. “If you’ll share it with me, I’m all ears.”

Qiao An continued, “When I was in high school, I met my first boyfriend. His life was unfortunate. His mother died early, and his father and stepmother neglected him. They left him to fend for himself. Because of that, he suffered from serious depression.”

“In order to redeem him, I had to resort to all means to make him happy every day. But his condition was too serious. In the end, he still committed suicide. Fortunately, at the last moment, he called me. I cried and begged him to live. No matter how difficult my life was, I had to live with him.”

“He didn’t have money for treatment, so I sold my blood to support him. It was probably because I invested too much in his life that his sense of responsibility prompted him to take ownership of his life. Since then, he hasn’t had the thought of committing suicide.”

We had a platonic love for a few years. After university, I decided to go to his city and make a living with him. But this fool leaked our chat records to his nephew. In the end, it was his eldest nephew who came to see me.”

Qiao An began to tremble.

Xing Chen’s eyes were also filled with fear. He could imagine the ending being misplaced. Who wouldn’t fall in love with a beautiful girl like Qiao An at a glance?

Qiao An tried to be concise. “I really loved him too much, so I never suspected him. I married him when he asked me to… I never thought I had acknowledged the wrong person.”

Xing Chen stepped forward and gently hugged the trembling Qiao An.

“It’s not your fault, An’an.”

Qiao An said, “At our wedding, his uncle came to see me. He wanted me to elope with him. At that time, I was still curious. How could he do such a ridiculous thing?”

“Until a year later, I was kidnapped. My husband didn’t come to save me for a long time. But when the kidnapper kidnapped his first love, he appeared immediately. The kidnapper asked him to choose between two and take one away. He took his first love without hesitation. I was too afraid that the kidnappers would bully me, so I jumped off the building in a hurry.”