Rebirth: Pampered by My Children and Husband Chapter 208

Chapter 208: Chapter 208 It's Always Been You Who Looked Down on Yourself

Hearing his words, Ji Yuqiao's heart became exceptionally calm, without a hint of turmoil.

If this had been before, she probably would have already been hurt beyond measure by now.

Ji Yuqiao glanced at him and said indifferently, “Since you're fine, I'll be leaving first.”

Since she had returned from the resort, she had already decided to give up on Xiao Yu and stop dealing with him.

When she saw him from afar just now, her first instinct was to leave.

However, before she could get away, the image of him holding an umbrella to accompany her to find the bus station and the clothes he had handed her on the athletic field flashed through her mind again…

Her steps stalled.

And now, in the midst of his words of disgust, the lingering warmth he once offered had dissipated instantly.

She shouldn't have come here.

A trace of disappointment flickered in Ji Yuqiao's eyes.

Xiao Yu saw the look in her eyes and suddenly remembered the way Wen Li had looked at him when they parted that day.

The two scenes seemed to blend together, making it difficult for the drunken him to distinguish between them.

Xiao Yu's eyes were bloodshot, and he pushed Ji Yuqiao against the wall, his hands pressing down on her shoulders with almost all his strength.

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His cheeks seemed to bear a tinge of sickly mania as he gritted his teeth and said, “Do you despise me, thinking I'm inferior to Ji Tingyang in every way?”

“Do you think I'm poor and can't give you a better life?”

“Let me tell you, my studio is making money now, I have money now, even if you regret it and come back begging me it will be useless!”

Ji Yuqiao endured the pain and pushed him away, “Xiao Yu, get a grip, I'm not Wen Li.”

Xiao Yu staggered several steps backward before he could barely steady himself.

“No one has ever looked down on you, the one looking down on you has always been yourself.” Ji Yuqiao took a deep look at Xiao Yu and said softly, “If you don't even respect yourself, how can you expect others to see you in a new light?”

After saying this, Ji Yuqiao averted her gaze and left the place.

The sound of dry heaving came from behind again as Xiao Yu leaned against the rubbish bin, painfully vomiting several times.

He looked up at the fading silhouette walking away, with no trace of attachment, moving farther and farther away from him…

Somewhere in the haze, it seemed as if something was drifting away from him once again.

Ji Yuqiao walked in a circle and returned to the booth.

Seeing Lin Xu on the couch, she hastened her steps, plunging into Lin Xu's embrace, rubbing her head against her neck.

So fragrant, so warm…

Lin Xu gently stroked her hair, “Where did you go just now? Don't run around next time, okay? It's crowded and messy here, your brother and I will worry.”

Hearing her mother's concern, Ji Yuqiao felt as happy as if her heart had been soaked in honey, giggling like a fool, “I know.”

She cuddled with Lin Xu for a while before noticing the tense atmosphere to the side.

Although there were three of them playing with the dice cups, Ji Tingyang was looking at Xie Changyan as if he was his sole opponent, his gaze filled with explosive tension.

However, after calling out several numbers and lifting the cup, Ji Tingyang lost again.

His face stiffened and he lifted the liquor from the table, gulping it down fiercely.

“What's going on with big brother and them?” Ji Yuqiao asked curiously.

Lin Xu smiled helplessly.

At first, the two of them were fine.

But as soon as Xie Changyan leaned over to speak to her, Ji Tingyang saw him holding Lin Xu's hand and his expression soured in an instant, “Just talk, don't touch.”

Xie Changyan's eyebrows rose slightly, deliberately interlocking his fingers with hers as if to provoke.

Ji Tingyang's face turned icy cold.

Su Linzhou noticed that something was off and immediately spoke up to lighten the mood, “We're at the bar to have fun, how boring it is to just sit around. Why don't we play dice?”

Then as the game went on, Ji Tingyang ended up losing seven out of ten times.

Bottle after bottle was opened on the table, and his cheeks were flushed with the redness of alcohol.

Meanwhile, Xie Changyan leaned back on the sofa with a leisurely posture, one hand resting on the back of the chair, the other swirling the red wine in his hand, his expression lazy and indifferent.

The states of the two men were worlds apart.

Ji Yuqiao couldn't bear to watch any longer. “Big brother, how much have you lost? If you keep drinking like this, you're going to pass out.”

“I'll win it back,” Ji Tingyang said sternly, unwilling to admit defeat.

“Big brother has gone red in the eyes from losing,” Ji Yuqiao clicked her tongue and shook her head.

Lin Xu stretched her leg out to kick Xie Changyan and gave him a look, signalling him to go easy on Ji Tingyang.

If he didn't feel sorry for his son, she certainly did.

Xie Changyan chuckled under his breath and pushed the dice aside, “It's no fun to keep winning. Let's call it quits.”

“Then let's play something else,” Ji Tingyang insisted.

How could he lose so many times in front of his mother and lose face like that? What if he made a bad impression on her?

Ji Tingyang's lips were pressed tightly together; he was determined to win back a few rounds no matter what.

However, as hours passed, they played rock-paper-scissors, poker… every game imaginable.

With each game, Ji Tingyang lost more and more until he finally passed out on the sofa, his face dyed red with alcohol.

Lin Xu gave Xie Changyan a stern look, her tone slightly reproachful, “Didn't I tell you to let him win?”

“I was letting him. He was the one insisting on competing with me,” Xie Changyan laughed.

Lin Xu sighed and called the driver to pick them up.

Back at the villa.

The butler helped Ji Tingyang back to his bedroom and settled him into bed.

Lin Xu went to the bathroom to wet a towel and wiped Ji Tingyang's face for him.

Just as she was about to leave, Ji Tingyang grabbed her wrist, his eyes slightly intoxicated and hazy, looking at her, “Mother…”

“What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?” Lin Xu sat back down on the bed, concerned.

Ji Tingyang sat up on the bed, holding her body and resting his head on her shoulder, venting all the frustration of the night, “Xie Changyan is not Father, don't like him…”

“Alright, alright, I don't like him,” Lin Xu cooed.

The tightly pursed lips of Ji Tingyang all evening slowly curved into a contented smile, “So you won't go with him, right?”

“No, I won't go. I'm always at home, aren't I? I haven't gone anywhere,” Lin Xu said.

Lin Xu knew that he had always lacked a sense of security, afraid that she would suddenly leave him as she had when he was a child.

She stroked his uneasy head, “I've said before, we as a family will always be together from now on.”

“Mmm… Mother, don't leave. I'll make lots and lots of money, and I'll buy you anything you want…”

His voice grew lighter and lighter until his breath gradually became steady.

Compared to Ji Tingyang's aversion, Ji Yuqiao was somewhat more enthusiastic about Xie Changyan.

Having one more father who liked her was something Ji Yuqiao looked forward to.

Only her mother said he had amnesia and remembered nothing.

Ji Yuqiao searched for many cases of amnesia online, determined to help him recover his memory as soon as possible.

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