She's a shrewd and sweet woman who transmigrated into a book.

Chapter 173 He Wants to Know

Leng Yunting felt terrible too. He slowly released his grip on her chin and gently wiped away the tears from her face with his cool fingertips.

Even so, it seemed unable to soothe Liu Jingyi's sadness.

Leng Yunting's voice sounded steady and calm, but his dark eyes held complex emotions as his hoarse voice rang out.
"Yiyi, why are you crying? What are you crying about?"

Liu Jingyi just wanted to cry; she just couldn't help but cry.

She gazed at him through teary eyes, her voice choked with sobs, her words broken and fragmented. At this moment, she was completely immersed in the role of Liu Jingyi from her previous life.
"Why...why don't you want me?"

Liu Jingyi's nose was red, her eyes were red-rimmed, and tears still clung to her eyelashes.

"You...you...why do you want a divorce? I...I didn't mean to keep quiet, he...he is..."

Halfway through her speech, she broke down in tears again. She wanted to appear composed and treat it as if it weren't a big deal.

But she was also filled with fear and anxiety, and she felt very wronged.

She didn't mean to hide it from him. When she transmigrated, she learned that she was the male lead's vicious ex-wife and had a tragic end. She was just as afraid and aggrieved as he was.

She couldn't let anyone see that she wasn't the same Liu Jingyi as before. She had to keep it all bottled up inside, bearing immense pressure with nowhere to confide in.

Now that it's been exposed, especially when Leng Yuchen appeared, she deeply felt that she was also in that life, and that everything was something she had experienced.

Therefore, the murder she committed at that time was something she actually did.

Her tragic fate in her previous life was due to Leng Yunting's abandonment of her.

The more Liu Jingyi thought about it, the more wronged she felt, and the more wronged she felt, the harder she cried. Her tears flowed like a burst water pipe, and she couldn't stop them.

Leng Yunting looked down at her, and as he listened to Liu Jingyi's cries, he felt a heart-wrenching pain in his heart.

My first instinct was to comfort her and stop her from crying.

But he had to get to the bottom of this with the boy; he couldn't keep turning a blind eye and pretending he knew nothing.

The man asked calmly,
"What is he?"

Leng Yunting questioned her very rationally, determined to expose all the secrets in her heart and give her no chance to escape.

At this moment, Liu Jingyi's tears almost drowned out Leng Yunting.

Leng Yunting's fingers were very beautiful, slender and straight, with veins on the back of his hands appearing and disappearing intermittently. His hands were completely wet.

He knew she was always a good crybaby, but this was the first time he had ever seen her cry like this.

Leng Yunting no longer knew what he could do at this moment.

He offered her words of comfort against his will, telling her not to cry and that she didn't have to say anything if she didn't want to. But he couldn't do it; he couldn't deceive himself, nor could he deceive her.

He didn't mind the child.

But seeing her like this, he couldn't bring himself to speak coldly to her.

He felt heartbroken when he saw the child, and he was also distressed to see her crying.

For the time being, neither taking it any further nor going back was an option.

He was also helpless; once he saw the child, things were beyond his control.

After a moment, suppressing the throbbing pain in his chest, Leng Yunting took out a handkerchief and wiped her face.

"Stop crying, or your eyes will be swollen tomorrow."

Liu Jingyi has always loved beauty, and when her eyes are swollen, she feels ashamed to go out.

Does she want to cry? No, she doesn't!

This was a tactic she often used in front of Leng Yunting, but this time it wasn't just feigned tears; she had experienced it firsthand.

She couldn't control herself at all; tears just kept streaming down her face.

I cried for her back then, and I cried for Leng Yuchen. Liu Jingyi always thought that Leng Yunting would come to comfort her, but in the end, she never got to see him.

This sense of loss made Liu Jingyi feel even more upset.

What she wanted wasn't this change in attitude; she was still the greedy one.

Although she was deceiving him, wasn't he also partly responsible for all of this?

Liu Jingyi choked back tears, feeling very wronged.
"You don't even want to coax me anymore?"

"You used to never want me to cry. You would comfort me even if I shed a single tear."

Leng Yunting looked at her, feeling quite helpless.

“I did say that if I cry any more my eyes will swell up.”

"But is this just coaxing? It's clearly telling me the consequences of doing this."

She's always been so straightforward: "You really don't want to coax me? Are you still planning to leave me? Do you still want a divorce?"

"If you are really angry, hate me, don't want to see me, and don't want to coax me, I can leave."

"I don't have to live here; I can stay at the shop."

Leng Yunting was not swayed by her words and listened quietly until she finished speaking.

He carefully wiped away her tears, patiently waiting for her to calm down before continuing their previous conversation.

"He's almost a carbon copy of me, his eyebrows and eyes are very similar to yours, especially when he smiles. To be precise, he's more like a combination of the two of us."

Leng Yunting's words brought the conversation back to the main topic.

Liu Jingyi's clumsy methods were completely insignificant in his eyes.

He wanted him to stay silent, but it was an unchangeable fact.

That child was her child, and also his child.

As the child's father, he has the right to know.

He is their child, but neither of them fulfilled their responsibilities as parents.

Leng Yunting gently stroked her face and asked softly,
"Yiyi, what exactly is going on? Are you going to keep this from me any longer?"

At that moment, he seemed like an extremely patient person.

"He's our child, isn't he?"

At this moment, Liu Jingyi felt there was nothing to hide, and no need to hide it any longer.

Leng Yunting is so smart and knowledgeable. Giving him even the slightest clue, not to mention Leng Yuchen's face, already says it all.

Liu Jingyi raised her hand to wipe away her tears, her eyes red as she spoke.

"Yes."

She said, crying.

"He is my child, and he is your child."

Things couldn't get any worse.

There are no secrets that stay hidden forever, so all lies and concealments will eventually be exposed.

It's not something she can hide just because she wants to; it's like she's not the same person she used to be.

Compared to before, Liu Jingyi was clearly calmer, and she was able to calmly explain the facts.

Leng Yunting nodded, as if he had expected it and found it strange.

The moment he saw the boy, he already had a guess, and he was neither surprised nor as shocked as he had imagined.