Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“A big change.” Mu Yazhe put down his knife and fork, picked up some napkin, and elegantly wiped the corner of the mouth. With slightly hooked lips, he spoke. “To this day, I can still remember how you looked when you were a child. Your eyes were big and watery, and you were always crying. Once you started bawling, you wouldn’t stop. Your nose would turn red and the tears would flow nonstop; no amount of coaxing worked on you.”

He did not continue his reminiscence thereafter!

Rong Xuan could not help laughing. “Who said coaxing was useless? At that time, when you see me crying, you would try all means and ways to coax me, but you were clueless on coaxing a girl and didn’t have any idea on how to stop my crying, so all you could do was hold me in your arms and coax me gently. I asked you to sing and you obeyed! I would then listen to your singing and stop crying. Do you remember? When you were a child, you could not sing well; you couldn’t even hold the tune correctly. Your singing was a mish-mash. As I cried, I was so humored by your silliness that I forgot to cry after that!”

As the woman recounted their childhood days, a faint smile of utmost tenderness emerged on her face. She was immersed in fond memories, but the more she recalled, the more melancholic she became when she could not shake off the fact that the man she once adored had a family now; her heart was vaguely in pain again!

Bearing such unhappiness inside her, she wanted to give Yun Shishi a taste of her pain. As such, she deliberately brought up the topic of her shared childhood with the man to antagonize his wife.

Just as she wished, Yun Shishi’s appetite was flipped by her. The protagonist suddenly put down the cutleries in her hands, lowered her head, took the napkin, and wiped the corner of her lips silently. The unhappiness inside her heart was infinitely magnified by the rumination verbalized so casually by her love rival.

She could tell that Rong Xuan was trying to spite her.

Why is there a need to talk about the past now?

Did she do this to piss me off deliberately—that I had no place in the boyhood of the man I love so much; I’ve neither participated in it nor known anything about it. In fact, these beautiful memories didn’t hold my existence except for hers!

Is this woman showing off? Is she trying to make fun of me now?

With these thoughts in mind, she gently took a sip of the red wine and gave an elegant smile, saying, “How nice to hear from you that my husband has such a cute side to him. It’s a shame to think that I had no part in his youth, but, well, his future has my name and only mine. I feel very satisfied when I think of that.”

The look on Rong Xuan’s face froze for a few seconds before she glanced pensively at the man and said with a smile, “Shishi, you know what? I really envy you! I can see that Brother Zhe loves you deeply, but some things aren’t meant to be envied. I think happiness is momentary, so the more happiness we have, the more we need to hold it firmly. If one isn’t careful, happiness will flee; therefore, one must learn to grasp happiness!”

“I definitely understand this truth,” she replied with a faint smile.

“Times have passed and men are no longer the same!” added the other woman emotionally.

Just then, a voice called weakly, “Daddy, I’m hungry… I want to have a cake…”