Chapter 22 At Least Having a Child

Huo Qiming took a deep breath and his memory slowly returned to seven years ago.

"Seven years ago, we were set up by my grandmother. At that time, she was a small reporter, carrying a camera and taking pictures of all kinds of celebrity gossip. I looked down on these paparazzi and reporters the most. They were as annoying as flies, but my grandmother liked her very much. Because she saved my grandmother's life, my grandmother asked me to marry her in return.

At that time, I thought it would enough to repay by giving her more money, but grandma wanted me to give my lifetime of happiness. I was very resistant, so I could not see all her good from then on but just thought she was a woman who only wanted the money of my family.

I only knew later that in fact from the first time I saw this gentle woman holding my grandmother, I have already fallen in love with her. But I was too young, too childish, and I didn't know what love was and didn't know how to care for a woman.

So for the past seven years, I have flirted with different women and even specially arranged for her to film the news of me. I wanted her to be jealous and sad. I wanted to see her suffer in front of me. I wanted her to know how wrong it was to cling to me.

However, she didn't react at all. She even prepared breakfast for me every morning, also honey water and dinner for me according to my taste ...

She was a good wife, but I let her down ...

It was me who didn't know how to love her. So I eventually lost her ..."

As Huo Qiming spoke, he covered his reddened eyes. As long as he thought of that woman, his heart would ache uncontrollably. During this half year since he went to east China, he dared not to think of her and she was his untouchable wound. He wanted to cover all the past, but he found those were the memories that couldn't been erased at all. Besides, as he grew up day by day, those mistakes became more impressive which kept reminding him what a jerk he was before.

"Little Huo, you're still young. Knowing what you've done is better than not knowing what you've done. As long as you change, you'll still have a chance. Don't be so upset. Come, try your sister-in-law's soup."

Manager Liang filled Huo Qiming's bowl with soup as he said, "Everyone will make mistakes. As long as he can change, it's not too late. Your sister-in-law and I had a huge fight back then, but now you see, we're still fine. In the past, you made her suffer. In the future, you have to let her know how much you love her and how much you care about her. Don't let her suffer anymore. Don't let her feel that it's very difficult for her to live with you. You have to understand and cherish her. If she notices that you have changed, she'll change her mind. After all, she has waited for you for seven years and she definitely loves you very much."

Huo Qiming was silent. Ding Yuqiu loved him, and he knew that seven years ago, when she shyly hid behind her grandmother and said that she would listen to the grandmother to arrange their marriage, he knew that she liked him. On the night of the wedding, she had also said that she had fallen in love with him a long time ago, but he never believed her.

He even felt that it was ridiculous to be in love with such a useless woman.

But now, he longed for her love and for the woman who had treated him well to come back to him.

He didn't need her to take care of him. He just wanted her to come back, and he just wanted to give her a good hug and love her for once.

he wanted to make up for her mistakes, but it was too late. She was dead.

Manager Liang served Huo Qiming soup and Auntie Liang a bowl of soup before it was his turn.

When he handed the soup to Auntie Liang, he reminded her carefully, "Honey, be careful with the scalding. Drink slowly."

Auntie Liang took the bowl and smiled. "Try it. How's the soup today?"

Manager Liang took a sip and hummed three times with his eyebrows raised. "Yummy! My wife's craftsmanship is unparalleled. No one can cook such delicious soup. Honey, if I do not have you, how bitter my life will be."

Auntie Liang looked at Manager Liang angrily. "Little Huo is still here. Don't be so disgusting."

"I'm used to it. Don't mind, Little Huo. We're always like this."

Huo Qiming drank the soup and shook his head with a smile.

Suddenly, he was so envious of their relationship. The two of them cared for each other and appreciated each other.

They could notice each other's little details, seriously praise, carefully cherish, and spare no effort to do everything for each other. The other would also notice such devotion.

That's great. If he had done this to her in the past, perhaps they wouldn't have ended in this way.

At least, she could still leave him a child.

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