Chapter 395 - Forgiveness

“She is Li Zhaojun…” Ye Fan said.

“Ah!” Lu Xiaoman let out a cry of despair, covering her mouth with her jade-like hand as tears could no longer be held back, spilling out.

If it had been any other woman, she would have had the confidence to compete, but facing Li Zhaojun, she felt only despair, deep despair.

She collapsed onto the couch, powerless, silently sobbing.

Ye Fan’s gaze returned to Lu Xiaoman and, seeing her in such pitiable state, it felt as though his heart was being torn in two.

He couldn’t help but reach out to steady Lu Xiaoman’s shoulders.

Lu Xiaoman immediately threw herself into Ye Fan’s arms, beginning to sob, crying, “Why did you have to tell me?

Why?

Wouldn’t it have been better if you’d kept it a secret from me?

I’m so foolish; you could have kept it from me forever…”

Listening to Lu Xiaoman’s lament, Ye Fan felt a sting in his nose, softly patting Lu Xiaoman’s back as he took a deep breath and said, “Xiaoman, I’m sorry…”

With Ye Fan’s “I’m sorry,” Lu Xiaoman’s cries grew louder.

Ye Fan could only hold Lu Xiaoman tightly in his arms.

After a long while, Lu Xiaoman’s crying subsided, her beautiful eyes red and swollen from tears, looking pathetically lovely.

Ye Fan let go of Lu Xiaoman’s delicate form, pleadingly asking her, “Xiaoman, can you forgive me?”

“I forgive you.

No matter what you’ve done to me, I forgive you,” Lu Xiaoman said, sniffling.

She paused, then added, “But what are you going to do with me?

Keep me as your secret lover?

I’m willing.

As long as you keep treating me well.”

Hearing this, Ye Fan felt increasingly pained by how foolish Lu Xiaoman was; it was so heartbreaking that someone so right would offer to be a lover who couldn’t see the light of day.

He shook his head.

Lu Xiaoman thought that Ye Fan didn’t even agree to let her be his secret lover, and she felt utterly hopeless.

Ye Fan hurriedly explained, “Xiaoman, I didn’t mean to make you my secret lover.

Actually, it’s possible Li Zhaojun and I might get divorced.”

“Ah!” Lu Xiaoman overlooked her sorrow and surprise, asking in shock, “You, you’re getting a divorce from Director Li?”

“Possibly,” Ye Fan nodded with a bitter expression, “But nothing is completely certain yet.”

“Why?

Director Li is so beautiful and capable, the most perfect woman I have ever seen,” Lu Xiaoman asked in confusion, “Does she not want you anymore?

Is it because of me that she wants a divorce?”

Ye Fan shook his head and said, “The situation is complicated, too much to explain now.

I probably shouldn’t have told you at this time, but if I didn’t tell you, I’d feel guilty.”

Lu Xiaoman shook her head and said, “Ye Fan, I don’t blame you.

Not at all.

You’ve been good to me, and I’m already so grateful and happy, how could I blame you?”

“Silly woman!” Ye Fan couldn’t help but chide softly, reaching out to ruffle Lu Xiaoman’s lovely hair, as she nestled closer into Ye Fan’s embrace, hugging his strong body tightly.

“So what are you planning to do with me and Li Zhaojun next?” Lu Xiaoman asked.

Ye Fan already had an answer, and he said, “Li Zhaojun and I have an agreement, to decide in three weeks whether to get divorced or not.

So, in three weeks, I’ll give you a clear answer.

Is that okay?”

But no, he didn’t have a definite answer yet.

Lu Xiaoman’s reaction made him lean towards her again.

“Mhm,” Lu Xiaoman murmured from Ye Fan’s embrace, “No matter whether you and Director Li get a divorce or not, I want to be with you.

If you don’t get divorced, I’ll be your lover, even if it means being in the shadows forever!”

By the end of her statement, her tone was firmer than ever before.

Ye Fan couldn’t help but hold Lu Xiaoman even tighter.

The two of them embraced until past eleven o’clock at night, until hunger pains started growling before they reluctantly let go of each other, leaving the martial arts gym to find some late-night snacks.

Since it was very late, Ye Fan and Lu Xiaoman did not go to a star-rated hotel for night snacks.

They drove to a barbecue stand bustling with activity on the roadside, parked the car, and found an empty table to sit down at.

Ye Fan wasn’t very familiar with the street food stalls, so Lu Xiaoman took charge of ordering the barbecue, stir-fried dishes, and drinks like beer.

After they placed their order, Lu Xiaoman turned to Ye Fan with a playful smile and said, “Hehe, it’s lively and crowded here, so we might need to wait a bit, Ye Grandpa, you don’t mind, do you?”

“Hehe, it’s fine,” Ye Fan replied with a smile.

Then, the two of them started chatting.

Over the course of the late-night snack, Lu Xiaoman and Ye Fan talked and laughed.

She seemed to have recovered from the sadness she felt earlier upon learning the truth, choosing not to dwell on sorrow but rather, maintain her usual demeanor.

By the time they finished their late-night snack, it was already half-past twelve.

“It’s quite late, how about you stay over at my place tonight?” Ye Fan suggested.

Lu Xiaoman’s home was quite far from Liu Jia Hui, and even by car, it would take more than half an hour to get there.

By the time she got home, it would be well past one o’clock.

Lu Xiaoman’s face turned a bashful red as she assumed something might happen tonight; she shyly agreed with her head bowed slightly.

So, they drove to the Dingsheng International Hotel.

As they knocked on the door of the presidential suite, lights from the living room shone forth immediately, and the sound of a television speaking in Korean could be heard.

“Ye Fan, could we have been burgled?” Lu Xiaoman whispered tensely.

“No,” Ye Fan said with a calm smile.

With that, he walked in.

Lu Xiaoman followed him in and soon saw a beautiful woman sleeping on the living room sofa.

The woman was only dressed in a light pink nightgown, hugging a pillow to her chest, her sleeping position slightly twisted, looking as though she had accidentally fallen asleep while watching TV.

“Ye Fan, she…” Lu Xiaoman pointed at Wei Ziling and softly asked Ye Fan.

She didn’t think that Wei Ziling was another woman for Ye Fan.

“She’s called Wei Ziling, my homecare nurse hired recently to help prepare nourishing herbal soups,” Ye Fan explained.

“Oh,” Lu Xiaoman responded, completely believing Ye Fan.

At this moment, Ye Fan approached the sofa and woke up Wei Ziling.

Wei Ziling, groggily waking up and seeing Ye Fan had returned, suddenly became fully alert upon hearing the Korean from the TV drama by her ear, quickly sat up, and promptly switched channels with the remote control she grabbed from the coffee table.

“Hehe, Mr.

Ye, you’re back.

I’m sorry, I accidentally fell asleep,” Wei Ziling said awkwardly.

As she spoke, she inadvertently noticed another person in the living room and turned her gaze toward Lu Xiaoman.

Thinking Lu Xiaoman was Mo Xiaoyan from before, Wei Ziling became a bit anxious, fearing another uproar from “Mo Xiaoyan.”

“It’s okay,” Ye Fan said with a light smile.

Noticing Wei Ziling looking at Lu Xiaoman, Ye Fan continued, “Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, Lu Xiaoman.”

“Miss Lu, hello,” Wei Ziling immediately called out to Lu Xiaoman, then quickly explained, “Mr.

Ye and I are just professional acquaintances, I’m only his hired homecare nurse.”

“Hehe, hello, Miss Wei, I understand, and I trust Ye Fan,” Lu Xiaoman said smilingly, stepping forward to extend her hand in a handshake.

Wei Ziling, slightly stunned, shook hands with Lu Xiaoman, her mind puzzled by Lu Xiaoman’s starkly different demeanor from last time, and moreover, her nature seemed entirely gentle and kind.

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