If You Are a Dodder Flower

Part 27

Cao Yang noticed that Xia Rou didn't question Lady Fang's resignation.

He guessed she already knew what had happened.

Even though his schedule had been packed lately, he still came back one day a little early to accompany Xia Rou for a nighttime jog.

When they reached the end of their jog, he handed her water like normal before asking her, "You already know about He Lili's matter?"

Although XIa Rou was surprised, she still nodded.

Cao Yang didn't ask how she knew. He just furrowed his brows ferociously and said to her: "Xia Rou, don't you dare learn from her! If you dare act like that I'll beat you to death!"

This was the first time Cao Yang had spoken angrily toward her.

Xia Rou was very taken aback. Translated by The Novelst

Then her eyes began to well up with tears.

In her past life, Cao Yang never dared tell her about the circumstances surrounding Lady Fang's resignation, nor did he speak that way toward her.

If only in the past he had furiously warned her, "If you dare act like that I'll beat you to death," then maybe she wouldn't... wouldn't...

There was no such thing as a "maybe." Because in life, there were no "if"s.

She'd already lived her past life through, and that couldn't be changed any longer.

The only thing she could change was this life she was living now.

Cao Yang saw her tear up, and couldn't help the softening of his heart, thinking she was frightened of him, or feeling wronged.

He used a gentler tone and patted her head, saying, "You're different than her. You're our little girl. Whatever you want, anything your heart desires, all you have to do is tell the family, or come to me. Don't think too much, okay?"

He thought to himself, girls were too easily swayed by wealth. Even He Lili was very simple and cute when she was young.

But now, all that was left in that woman's eyes was only greed for wealth and pride.

He wouldn't be able to bear seeing Xia Rou's eyes turn like that.

He liked to see Xia Rou's pure gaze. Not many people around him could have this kind of clear gaze. He was born to this kind of family with a father who had power and influence; even his grandfather had deep roots in a prestigious family.

He was destined to be surrounded by who weren't simple in any way.

That was why he liked to be refreshed by a simple smile from Xia Rou when he came home.

He liked to see her outfitted in casual loungewear, revealing slim arms and straight legs. A calm, soothing aura emanated from her being, head to toe.

In the beginning, he'd only felt a small bit of pity for her.

He pitied her because he knew the feeling of having lost a mother just at that age, so he could understand her pain.

But slowly, he could feel the little girl's soft-spokenness, obedience and simple mind grow on him. With that, slowly his pity toward her became a tender affection.

His mother had actually yearned for a daughter her whole life. Before she gave birth to Cao An, he'd lost count of how many times she'd said she wanted to give birth to a little sister for him. Too bad it was another stinky boy. He already had two other stinky little brothers jostling for his mother's attention anyway; he didn't care if he had one more.