The Spirited Daughter-in-law and the Mountain Man-Chapter 980 - Qinghe Pleads for the Moon’s Return 2 (Extra Chapter for Monthly Votes 1)

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Chapter 980: 980 Qinghe Pleads for the Moon’s Return 2 (Extra Chapter for Monthly Votes 1)

Chapter 980: 980 Qinghe Pleads for the Moon’s Return 2 (Extra Chapter for Monthly Votes 1)

He cruelly shattered the hope in his heart, “Wife…”

“I’m not your wife, I never will be.” She suddenly let go of his hand, allowing him to fall to the ground as she took steps toward the door to leave.

Xiao Qinghe fell to the ground, his face streaked with tears, the pupils of his elegant eyes filled with despair.

And this despair was of his own making!

If only he hadn’t given up on his wife, how wonderful that would have been…

He felt utterly hopeless, simply letting the tears stream down unchecked.

Looking at the many medicines in the pharmacy, he suddenly crawled toward the counter in despair.

As a worthless, useless person, instead of living in painful torment, he thought it might be better to die!

Su Qingyue stopped at the doorway, “Fourth Brother, if you die just like that, you will fail the legacy of the Xiao Family’s ancestors, and you’ll let down the care and affection your second and third brothers have shown you for so many years.

Even during the hardest times, second brother, third brother, and even I, never abandoned you.

If you devalue your life and die, not only will you fail us, but you will cause the ones who truly care about you―Xiao Yuchuan and Xiao Yishan―to feel pain and sorrow, and they might even feel guilty for a lifetime.”

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As she spoke, she paused and hooked the corner of her lips with a hint of mockery, “Of course, that doesn’t include me, Su Qingyue.

I have never let you down in the slightest.

Think about it, how kind have I been to you?

I’ve been nothing but benevolent and righteous to you.

Do you know what I dislike most about you?

It’s that you’re always too self-deprecating, too cowardly.

If you die like this, I, Su Qingyue, will do nothing but despise you forever, nothing more!”

With those words, she left the pharmacy.

Outside the pharmacy stood two people, one was Tao Meijiao who had come back from the kitchen, and the other…

was Xiao Yuchuan who had returned from town.

From the look on their faces, it was clear that both had seen what had just happened in the pharmacy through the half-closed window.

Tao Meijiao was shocked, disheartened, in pain.

She had never expected Xiao Qinghe to be so deeply in love with Su Qingyue!

Xiao Yuchuan’s face was also full of pain, helplessness, and even fear.

He was so afraid that his wife might soften her heart and be begged back by his fourth brother, even though he believed she wouldn’t, he was still so scared.

Su Qingyue wanted to go outside for a walk, to get some fresh air, to ease her complicated emotions.

Just as she stepped into the yard, Xiao Yuchuan rushed up and embraced her tightly, his grip almost breaking her bones.

“Third brother…” she looked up, just about to say something.

He bent down and fiercely kissed her lips, violently ravaging them, kissing her so forcefully that she couldn’t even breathe, kissing her until it hurt.

“Mmm…” She struggled to push him away, but he wouldn’t let her.

She could feel his fear, his anger, even a hint of confusion, savagery, dominance, pain…

If the man just then wasn’t Xiao Qinghe, perhaps third brother would have rushed in and beaten the man to a pulp, even risked his life fighting him.

But because it was Qinghe, third brother had always protected him, loved him since they were young.

With Qinghe’s legs disabled, third brother felt guilty, he couldn’t raise a hand against Qinghe.

Su Qingyue could feel the endless complexity in third brother’s heart amid his pain.

So, she obediently let him kiss her.

Not until she was nearly out of breath did he finally let go of her lips, holding her tightly, “Wife, you are mine, mine alone, no one else can take you away!”

“No one will take me away,” she said, gently stroking his back.

He scooped her up in his arms, kicked open the room door, laid her on the bed, pressed himself on top of her, with kisses crashing down like a torrent, his hands urgently undoing her clothes.