The Billionaire's Hidden Affection-Chapter 345: Dissecting the Heart 2_1

"HAHA, Miss, you don’t mean to say you don’t even know your own wedding date, do you?"

She suddenly seemed extremely depressed. "You’re right! I’m afraid I’ll never get married in this lifetime."

He was momentarily speechless, then suddenly grew excited, his face lighting up with unconcealed delight.

Wonderful!

"Miss, what’s your hurry? In this world, there are only bachelors who can’t find wives, never an ugly girl who can’t get married."

"Who told you I’m an ugly girl?"

"Oh? If you weren’t ugly, why would you still be hung up on one man at twenty-eight or twenty-nine? Admit it! It’s because you’re ugly that you’re afraid no one else will want you if you leave this tall, rich, and handsome guy. If you were a real beauty, you’d have suitors lining up. Would you be so desperate for *him* then?"

She fell silent.

"HAHA, an ugly girl and an uncouth man—a match made in heaven, just perfect!"

Yan Xixi was so angry she was rendered speechless.

He asked tentatively, "Miss, what does your family think of your tall, rich, and handsome man?"

She couldn’t hold it in any longer and burst out, pouring out her grievances, "My parents passed away a long time ago, leaving me all alone. If it weren’t for that, how could people bully me so easily? His family looked down on me from the start because I had no dowry and a poor family background. If my parents were still alive, if someone was there to stand up for me, I wouldn’t be in this mess. Now... now I don’t even have anyone to talk to, no one to confide in."

He was taken aback.

He’d thought that once her sickly mother passed away, she would have cast off that burden completely. He never expected her to be this heartbroken and lost.

Now that she had started, she decided to pour it all out at once. "We’d set a date to register our marriage long ago, but his mother made an excuse, saying the day was terribly unlucky, and stopped us. Actually, I wasn’t in that much of a hurry to marry before. But being all alone, when I got sick, there was no one to look after me. I’d thought that once married, I’d at least have someone to lean on. I was naive enough to believe that if I treated his parents with filial piety, as if they were my own, they would eventually show me some kindness. But it was useless! Looking at how things are now, I think married life would be even harder. Alas, if my parents were still alive, I wouldn’t get married at all. I wouldn’t care if I stayed single my whole life."

There was a brief silence before he asked cautiously, "What about your ex-boyfriend? Didn’t he give you any warmth either?"

"Warmth?! HAHA, you’ve got to be kidding. It was just a transaction, nothing more. The time he spent at ’home’ could be counted on one hand. No, that wasn’t even a home; it was just a temporary lodging. Because who knows how many dozens of ’homes’ like that he had. In his eyes, I was just one of those dozens, completely insignificant."

He was utterly stunned by her words.

"Forget it," she said, her voice flat. "I’m not talking about it anymore. You wouldn’t understand even if I told you."

His heart suddenly ached.

This was also the first time she had truly opened up to him.

During the two years they were together, she was almost always silent. They rarely chatted. Even when he sometimes tried to initiate conversation, she wouldn’t say much. She stuck to business, answering briefly only when asked. Beyond that, there was no further interaction.

In those two years, what she said most often was, "Thank you, Mr. Wang," and, "I’m sorry, Mr. Wang." Other than those two phrases, he couldn’t recall any other significant exchanges at all. Moreover, before her pregnancy, they had spent very little time together.

Was it because of this that she had never felt any familial warmth from being with him?

Only then did he finally understand the crux of the matter—why she was so determined to leave him, without a shred of lingering affection!