Chapter 43: Big Fight
The dark sky, heavy air, and quiet breathing created a gloomy scene in the eastern section of the cemetery. Xiao Moyan knelt on the ground, crying softly. The distant cawing of crows added to the desolate atmosphere.
Xiao Moyan’s trembling shoulders and frail body made A'Sen, who was standing by, tear up. He had known that the Miss would react this way. Even with deep love and passionate feelings, how could such a deep blood feud be easily let go? Given the Miss’ nature, it was already remarkable that she wasn't seeking revenge; how could she truly forgive Qiu Muying?! She loved Xia Lingying, but she also loved her mother. Blood is thicker than water; how could she just let go…
Xiao Moyan slowly raised her head, looking at her mother’s photo. She slowly lifted her left hand, her slender fingers gently stroking her mother's name, with an indescribable sadness in her eyes. The once warm embrace was gone, and now there was only this terrifying coldness. She wanted to see her mother again, just one more time...
Sorry, sorry, sorry...
She once thought she could abandon all her hatred for Xia Lingying's sake. But the moment Xiao Moyan saw Qiu Muying, the moment Qiu Muying cried and said she was sorry to her mother, the moment she said not to blame Xiao Nian, all of Xiao Moyan’s reason vanished into thin air. Ten years of pent-up anger poured out in that instant, and every venomous word spilled from her lips, completely beyond control.
She could not forget whose blood flowed in her veins!
She could not forget how her mother died with a grievance!
She could not forget how Xiao Nian treated her for the sake of that woman!
Her teeth sank deeply into her pink lips, drawing beads of bright red blood. Xiao Moyan's eyes flashed with a hateful gaze. Her left hand, resting on the tombstone, clenched tightly. Why? Why was her mother buried deep in the earth while Qiu Muying could still live so calmly? Why could her mother not even gain Xiao Nian's heart in death? Why could Qiu Muying make Xiao Nian risk life and limb without hesitation? She spoke so easily about forgiveness? Why should she?
A'Sen looked into Xiao Moyan's eyes and shivered, feeling a chill in his heart. However, Xiao Moyan silently stood up. Her legs had long since gone numb from kneeling, and she leaned forward, nearly falling over. Xiao Moyan held onto the tombstone to steady herself. After a long pause, she gritted her teeth and managed to walk out of the cemetery.
Sitting in the car, A'Sen did not dare to say or ask anything, and Xiao Moyan remained silent, staring blankly out the window.
In her mind, images of the happy times when her family was together as a child alternated with scenes of her endless entanglements with Xia Lingying. They intertwined in her heart, causing her unbearable pain.
As soon as the car stopped, Mrs. Xu rushed out of the house in a hurry. She opened the car door and pulled Xiao Moyan over, carefully examining her face. Xiao Moyan looked up at Mrs. Xu and forced a smile, saying, "I'm fine."
Mrs. Xu looked at Xiao Moyan cautiously and asked, "Why did you decide to see her?"
Xiao Moyan shook her head and did not respond.
Mrs. Xu looked at Xiao Moyan’s swollen eyes, her face full of pain. She grabbed Xiao Moyan’s hand and led her into the house, pressing her down onto the sofa. She quickly walked to the bathroom, brought out a towel, and gently wiped her face.
Xiao Moyan stared blankly at Mrs. Xu, looking at her kind face and the strands of white hair on her forehead. Suddenly, tears streamed down her face.
Mrs. Xu sighed, set down the towel, and held Xiao Moyan in her arms.
“Okay, okay. Don’t be sad, okay?”
“Mrs. Xu…”
Xiao Moyan buried her head in her embrace, hugging her tightly. In front of the person who loved her the most, Xiao Moyan didn't need to hide anything. She cried out loud, her hands clutching at her clothes.
"I went... I went to find Qiu Muying... it was for Xiaxia because I want to spend my life with her... But when I saw her, there was nothing but hatred... I hate... If it weren't for her, Mom would still be alive now..."
Mrs. Xu quietly held her, gently patting Xiao Moyan's back, saying nothing, but her own eyes were red. She understood the Miss’ personality all too well. In front of others, she appeared so glamorous and confident, but how much happiness did she truly feel? Ever since the Madame passed away, she had fallen into self-indulgence. The Master's betrayal made the Miss distrust everyone, leading her to indulge in casual affairs and flirtatious provocations. Watching her pretend to be happy, Mrs. Xu's heart bled. Who knew the loneliness in Xiao Moyan's heart? Who could understand her pain? She finally found a woman who could touch her heart, but it turned out to be another ill-fated relationship...
"Miss Xia, you—"
The two of them were silent when A'Sen's urgent voice came from outside. The door was pushed open forcefully. Mrs. Xu looked in surprise at Xia Lingying, whose face was full of anger. Her hair was disheveled, and she was holding luggage in her hand. Her chest was heaving, her face pale. She couldn't say a word and just stared unblinkingly at Xiao Moyan. Xiao Moyan had already risen from Mrs. Xu's embrace, leaning against the sofa, looking at Xia Lingying indifferently, without avoiding her accusing gaze.
"Xiao... you—did you really go?"
Xia Lingying calmed her racing heartbeat and asked softly, her voice slightly trembling. Mrs. Xu glanced at the two of them and signaled to A'Sen, then quietly withdrew. Xiao Moyan, sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, looked at Xia Lingying without saying anything, just nodding lightly.
Hearing this, Xia Lingying's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at Xiao Moyan. She felt as if she was nailed to the spot, unable to move. She couldn't believe it! She couldn't believe that Xiao Moyan would humiliate her own mother as Song Yan had said, pushing her to the ground and cursing loudly. But why didn't she explain? Why did she admit it so casually? Could it really be true? Why would she do this? They had agreed to be together for a lifetime... Why would she treat her own biological mother this way...
"Why did you do this..."
Xia Lingying looked at her, murmuring softly, her eyes filled with tears. Seeing this, Xiao Moyan felt a sharp pain in her heart. Her tense expression softened, and she sighed, stood up, and walked towards Xia Lingying, reaching out to hold her. However, Xia Lingying quickly dodged her.
Xiao Moyan's outstretched left hand hung awkwardly in midair. She looked at Xia Lingying with a blank expression and said, "Xiaxia, I didn't expect things to turn out like this. I just wanted her to accept us."
"So you scolded her loudly and pushed her to the ground? Xiao, she is my mom! How could you do this to her?" Xia Lingying retorted quickly, gritting her teeth and looking at her, her heart full of pain.
Xiao Moyan's face changed upon hearing this, and she stared intently at Xia Lingying. "Who told you that?"
Xia Lingying forcefully pushed Xiao Moyan away, taking two steps back. She looked at her and said bitterly, "Didn't you already admit to it? Does it matter who said it? Xiao Moyan, how could you do this?"
Xiao Moyan's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly as she crossed her arms over her chest and looked at Xia Lingying. "What do you want me to do?"
"What more do you want?" Xia Lingying yelled with all her strength, her tears falling with the force of her shout. Xiao Moyan, too, was no longer calm, and she said coldly, "Do you have a mother, and I don’t? Even if I did this to Qiu Muying, so what? She deserved it!"
Xia Lingying trembled with anger, pointing at Xiao Moyan. "Xiao Moyan, why are you always so heartless? Have you ever considered my feelings?"
Xiao Moyan sneered. "Xia Lingying, and what about you? It’s always the same. You come to question me without even understanding what happened. You’ve never truly believed in me!"
"Believe in you? How can I believe in you?"
"Then you can believe in Lan Chen, believe in Song Yan? What have they done that makes them worthy of your trust? Xia Lingying, do you know how hurtful this is?"
"So what if they are? At least they are more genuine than you. Xiao Moyan, you got close to me step by step just for today’s revenge, didn’t you? You never really loved me, did you? Everything was just an act. You— you first won my heart, and then tried to use me to hurt my mother, didn’t you?"
Xia Lingying’s string of questions hit Xiao Moyan’s head like heavy blows. She stared blankly at Xia Lingying, momentarily speechless.
Xia Lingying silently cried, thinking of her mother’s sobbing voice on the phone, her heart felt as if it were being torn apart. She looked at Xiao Moyan with utter sadness.
"I should have known. How could you ever love me, how could you..."
“What nonsense are you saying?"
"Nonsense? Am I not speaking the truth?"
Xiao Moyan’s arm slowly fell, looking at her with an unfamiliar expression. Her heart felt as if it were being whipped, leaving a bloody scar.
"So in your heart, this is how you see me. Fine, very well."
Xiao Moyan didn't even look at her and slammed the door behind her. The door was shut so hard that the loud noise nearly burst Xia Lingying's eardrums. It was only at this moment that Xia Lingying regained her composure. She dropped the luggage she was holding, and looked in the direction where Xiao Moyan had left, her eyes vacant and restless.
The sound of the door startled Mrs. Xu and A'Sen inside. They rushed out to find Xia Lingying crouched on the floor. Mrs. Xu sighed, stepped forward to help her up, and dragged her to the sofa.
"Can't you two talk things out properly? Aren't you always complaining about not having enough time together? This time, you finally come back, and it ends up like this? What’s Miss doing out in the middle of the night?"
Xia Lingying could only shake her head, her mind filled with Xiao Moyan's earlier words.
Do you know how hurtful this is?
Standing to the side, A'Sen couldn't hold back anymore and, looking at Xia Lingying, hesitantly spoke.
"Miss Xia, you really misunderstood Miss. She just wanted to make Mrs. Xia agree to your relationship. Because of her feelings about Mrs. Xia, her tone might have been a bit harsh, but she still considered your feelings. It was Mrs. Xia who became emotional upon hearing that Miss wanted to be with you and fell to the ground. The security guard on duty heard the noise and rushed over immediately. He told me this personally. If you don't believe it, you can ask him yourself."
He added, "Song Yan and I went in around the same time, so..."