Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 1888: Chapter 1887: I Won’t Do Anything Stupid

Luo Haofeng’s expression stiffened!

The pain between his brows deepened; of course, he couldn’t forget that he once said he would never let go again, no matter what.

He wouldn’t separate from Xiaoxiao again.

He wanted to treat her well for a lifetime and give her a happy life.

Something slipped out of his eyes.

It flowed down his handsome cheeks. His hands clenched tightly into fists, so tight that his knuckles turned blue and white.

Mo Xiuchen looked at Luo Haofeng’s pain-stricken appearance with sorrow. It reminded him of how he was back then when Ranran proposed divorce; he was just as dispirited and in pain.

But he was determined at the time, no matter what method he used, he would save the relationship.

Of course, the situation between Luo Haofeng and Bai Xiaoxiao was different.

“When I took Bai Xiaoxiao back to the hotel, although I didn’t talk to her, I could feel that she didn’t hate you. She just needed time to calm down.”

Luo Haofeng tightly pressed his lips, his voice hoarse with a tinge of choking, “I wish she hated me.”

That would be better than her hating herself.

At first, he saw the resentful look in Bai Xiaoxiao’s eyes, but after Bai Xiaoxiao left and Tian Ruoyi told him Bai Xiaoxiao was still worried about him.

He really wanted to kill himself.

Xiaoxiao didn’t hate him. He would rather she hated herself than him.

“Are you planning to give up?”

Mo Xiuchen asked coldly.

Luo Haofeng shook his head, “I don’t know what else I can do now.”

“Maybe from the start, you shouldn’t have clung to the hope that your mom would let go of her hatred.” Mo Xiuchen’s gaze shifted away from Luo Haofeng, looking calmly ahead.

The deep, cold voice was like a basin of cold water poured over Luo Haofeng’s head, making him shudder suddenly.

The color on his handsome face rapidly faded, pale as he looked at him, “Xiuchen?”

He only called out, but didn’t say anything further.

A trace of reluctance flashed in Mo Xiuchen’s eyes. He hesitated a bit, but still decided to tell him, “Meng Ke only instructed Jiang Hui to come to City B to find the Qi family father and son, bribing them to reveal that old matter because your mom deliberately reminded him.”

He knew that once Luo Haofeng learned that his mother had deliberately guided things, it would cause him great pain.

But Mo Xiuchen felt that Wu Jingfang, being so selfish and disregarding her own son’s feelings, no longer deserved Ah Feng’s respect.

“Some people’s hatred is deeply rooted, and you can’t simply eliminate the resentment in their hearts by doing a few things.” Mo Xiuchen said indifferently, “Even if Uncle Luo treated her well and you were filial, she still couldn’t accept Bai Xiaoxiao. Last time, threatened by you, she dared not openly approach Bai Xiaoxiao, but Meng Ke gave her the opportunity.”

Luo Haofeng’s lips curved into a bleak smile.

He was just too foolish. He held onto the mother-son bond, hoping that even if his mom didn’t like Xiaoxiao, she could reluctantly accept her.

A long silence ensued.

Mo Xiuchen just quietly sat by, silently accompanying Luo Haofeng.

Not only did Bai Xiaoxiao need time to calm down, but Luo Haofeng also did. He needed time to think about what to do next.

Luo Haofeng knew very well in his heart that no matter what he did, Xiaoxiao wouldn’t be able to forgive him and get back together with him in no time.

What he could do was to address the issues around him.

After a long while, he broke the silence in the living room with a cold voice, devoid of any emotion, “I’ve decided to cut ties with her.”

Reaching this point, he no longer hoped that Wu Jingfang would change.

Though mothers are irreplaceable, and wives can be chosen, in Luo Haofeng’s heart, Xiaoxiao meant more than himself.

Moreover, Xiaoxiao was carrying his child.

While his mother, always blinded by hatred.

If she truly had a reason to resent Qiao Xiuyun, that hatred could be forgiven, but from start to finish, she harbored ill will.

Simply because the man she loved loved another woman, she projected all her hatred onto that woman.

“Do you want to call Uncle Luo first?”

Mo Xiuchen had already thought about Luo Haofeng’s decision.

He wasn’t surprised and would support him no matter what decision he made.

Luo Haofeng sneered, “Since my dad couldn’t change her, nor dispel the hatred in her heart, then she can just hate forever.”

**

In the hotel room, Wen Ran accompanied Bai Xiaoxiao to drink a bowl of porridge.

Having booked tomorrow’s flight tickets, Bai Xiaoxiao started urging her to leave, “Ranran, go find Mo Xiuchen.”

“I’ll stay here with you.”

Wen Ran shook her head, her attitude firm.

She wasn’t someone who prioritized romance over friendship; when Xiaoxiao needed her the most, there was no way she’d go to Mo Xiuchen.

Bai Xiaoxiao frowned, “I’m really fine, you don’t need to stay here with me. Tonight, let Mo Xiuchen take you out for a walk, tomorrow we’ll head back.”

Wen Ran glanced at the time and said with a smile, “If you want to go for a walk, I’ll accompany you.”

Summer and winter are different; at this time, it’s still early enough to stroll around the night market.

But Bai Xiaoxiao had no interest, “I don’t want to go.”

“If you don’t want to go, then we’ll rest in the room. If you’re tired, you can go to bed first.”

Her warm voice was gentle, sounding like a warm current passing through Bai Xiaoxiao’s heart, causing a hint of emotion in her eyes, “Ranran, you don’t have to keep me company like this, I won’t do anything foolish.”

“Who said you’d do anything foolish? I just got tired of seeing Xiuchen every day. Having you here adds a bit of freshness.”

If it was usual, Bai Xiaoxiao would definitely retort.

But now, no matter what Wen Ran did, trying her best to make her happy, she just couldn’t cheer up.

**

Abroad, at a tourist spot.

After answering Luo Haofeng’s call, Luo Rongbin looked very unpleasant.

Wu Jingfang, sipping coffee nearby, felt her heart skip a beat. She glanced at Luo Rongbin nervously and asked, “Rongbin, did something happen? You look upset?”

Luo Rongbin stared at her coldly, “A good job you did?”

“Rongbin, what are you talking about? I don’t understand.” Wu Jingfang shook her head, bewildered, though her mind rapidly contemplated whether Meng Ke had discovered the old matter and told Bai Xiaoxiao.

If that were the case, Bai Xiaoxiao certainly couldn’t face being with Ah Feng again.

Disgust flashed in Luo Rongbin’s eyes, “Stop pretending. When you last met Meng Ke, you didn’t turn him down entirely but reminded him to investigate that old matter. Now you got what you wanted, Bai Xiaoxiao has left Ah Feng. Maybe you should go back and see how miserable Ah Feng is now?”

With every sentence Luo Rongbin uttered, his voice rose, and the sharpness in his tone deepened.

Wu Jingfang’s face paled, but she still struggled to maintain calm, denying everything, “I didn’t do anything. It must be Meng Ke trying to drive a wedge.”