Mo Yuchen had enough of hearing the complaints from his grandmother. He knew well that the old woman was only trying to protect her from his father's second family, but he disliked how his grandmother tried to dictate how he should live his life. It didn't matter what lifetime he was living, because she remained the same.
He tugged on his tie in frustration and walked out of the family room of their estate, unwilling to stay a minute longer with his family. Now that Mo Yuan had returned, it only made things complicated and harder at Golden Star. He took his car keys and went out, despite the fact that snow had started falling that afternoon.
He drove aimlessly around Qiying City, not knowing where he was going. Big snowflakes continued to fall over the city. It was after working hours, so he wasn't surprised that there were a lot of people rushing to get to the public transport.
As Mo Yuchen waited for the traffic light to turn green, he watched as several couples cross the road hand in hand. Then his eyes caught a pair of mother and son, happily striding along the pedestal lane, the young boy grinning widely at his mother.
He wondered if things didn't go bad between him and Su Xiaofei in his previous life, would she smile brightly as this mother while she was holding their own child?
Mo Yuchen forced to tear his gaze away from the pair. He deeply regretted what he'd done, but he didn't think he would be able to live if Su Xiaofei ended up dead because of their child. He didn't have any other option back then. It was either he chose Su Xiaofei and lost the child, or lost them both altogether.
'You lost both of them in the end.' He mocked himself. Mo Yuchen wondered what Lu Qingfeng would do if the young man was in his shoes.
He knew he shouldn't be thinking of Su Xiaofei now. She was someone he couldn't reach, no matter how hard he tried to catch up with her.
Was she doing well? Was Lu Qingfeng treating her better?
What about him? Was he doing better without her and Ye Mingyu?
Mo Yuchen supposed that his life was tolerable now compared to the one he had in the past. He was able to think clearly without worrying about Ye Mingyu breathing down his neck.
Even though he didn't marry Su Xiaofei and take over Bluemedia according to his grandmother's plan, Golden Star was still thriving well. It only proved that he didn't really need to rely on Bluemedia's resources to be able to stabilize their company and save it from bankruptcy.
Initially, he thought that by being reborn, it would mean that he would have a chance to rectify his mistakes and treat Su Xiaofei better. He wanted to propose to her, make her his wife and hold on to her hand forever.
However, he returned to the past too late. Late to the point of no return. She became Lu Qingfeng's wife and was now a mother of two beautiful girls.
Seeing the mother and son pair, Mo Yuchen then knew where he should go. He stopped to buy a beautiful bouquet of flowers and placed it on the passenger seat of his car before resuming his driving.
The snowfall was heavier now and the winds were stronger, so he drove cautiously. An hour later, he arrived at a cemetery that was being blanketed by the snow. He alighted from his car and took the bouquet of flowers he bought with him. He then noticed that another black car was parked nearby and he surmised that someone had come to pay a visit to their deceased loved ones.
As he made his way to the great tree situated at the deeper part of the cemetery, Mo Yuchen's brows drew together in confusion. He spotted a familiar man, dressed in a black turtleneck and dress pants with a thick khaki overcoat protecting him from cold weather. The man was staring up blankly at the tree, deep in his own thoughts.
When the man turned to face him, noticing his presence, Mo Yuchen's jaws hardened.
"Lu Qingfeng." He said, eyes narrowing in suspicion. "What are you doing here?"
Mo Yuchen didn't understand why his rival was here. It couldn't be a coincidence that Su Xiaofei's husband knew of this special place. This was where Mo Yuchen had placed the remains of the unborn child he'd taken from Su Xiaofei. Although she didn't conceive their child in this lifetime, it didn't mean that the child didn't exist for Mo Yuchen.
"To pay respects and uphold the promise I made." Lu Qingfeng replied, his dark eyes gauging Mo Yuchen in return.
"You look surprisingly well." Lu Qingfeng said, returning his gaze back to the great tree in front of them.
Mo Yuchen said nothing and placed the bouquet of flowers at the root of the tree and stood in silence. What was there to say anyway? He and Lu Qingfeng never got along even in his previous life.
Perhaps it was for the fact that he knew that this young man was harboring feelings towards Su Xiaofei that he couldn't stand Lu Qingfeng's presence. A part of him knew that if given a chance, Lu Qingfeng would sweep Su Xiaofei off her feet and pursue her until she couldn't deny him anymore.
His assumptions turned out to be correct because Lu Qingfeng managed to win her heart this time and had married her as soon as he got the chance. Oddly, Mo Yuchen somewhat felt relieved that Su Xiaofei married her childhood friend instead of him.
Perhaps, deep down, Mo Yuchen knew that no matter what he felt for her, his guilt was stronger than his love.
"How's Feifei?" He asked after a long silence between them.
Lu Qingfeng shot him a look.
"Better than ever."
"Be good to her or else—"
"You don't have to tell me how to treat my wife. We are nothing alike." Lu Qingfeng cut him off.
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