The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

In the corridor, Sheng Yize clenched and unclenched his fists repeatedly until he eventually punched Qi Yanxi hard in the face.

"Keep your woman under control!"

Qi Yanxi smiled bitterly and wiped the corner of his mouth. There was blood.

Tsk, the guy certainly meant it.

Leaning on the wall, Qi Yanxi took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it.

Sheng Yize frowned when he saw Qi Yanxi's dispirited manner. He was about to leave when Qi Yanxi asked, "You want one?"

He didn't take another step.

The two of them smoked in a hidden corner of the garden, just like when they were teenagers.

"Don't take it too hard. You two are still young and you'll have more babies." Sheng Yize only thought that Qi Yanxi was sulking from losing the baby and tried to comfort him.

The smile on Qi Yanxi's face only grew wearier. The sparkle in his eyes had long disappeared, replaced by something stagnant.

"Is that so… You're right," he said randomly without thinking.

In fact, losing the baby wasn't what had upset him. The most he felt for that child was a sense of responsibility, let alone love.

Sheng Yize patted him on the shoulder, threw away the cigarette butt, and took out a piece of chewing gum.

"Since when did you become this fussy?!" Qi Yanxi snorted.

Sheng Yize said, "She doesn't like the smell of cigarettes."

Qi Yanxi smiled a little and said nothing.

A moment later, he reached out his hand. "Give me one, too."

"Mu Li seems to have changed. I remember her as a gentle and shy girl. What did you do to her to make her like this?" Sheng Yize frowned.

Qi Yanxi played dumb. "I have no idea."

He had every idea.

He could offer Mu Li a lot of things: clothes, handbags, cosmetics, status, prestige… but, the only thing he couldn't give her was love.

And that was exactly what Mu Li wanted from him.

Qi Yanxi used to think that love was such an easy thing.

You liked someone when you found them pleasing to the eye. Given enough time, that emotion would grow into love.

However, he just realized that he had lost the ability to love a person.

Kicking a small stone at his feet, Qi Yanxi said slowly, "I want a divorce."

Sheng Yize narrowed his eyes. "What did you say?"

-

Inside the ward.

The pain woke An Xiaxia up after she had slept for only a little while. She opened her eyes to find a tall figure standing by her bed.

"Hm? Kang Jian?" An Xiaxia wasn't quite sure.

Kang Jian replied with a "hm," his tone filled with self-reproach. "Sorry… I wasn't able to catch you."

"That's ok… You're a man, not a god. You can't be with me around the clock." An Xiaxia found it understandable.

Kang Jian couldn't bring himself to look at her face that had gone pale from the pain, but he said in the end, "The person who saved me… needs me for something now. Xiaxia, I'm leaving."

An Xiaxia was surprised, then nodded her head. "Be safe, then. Have a nice trip…"

"Yes." He stared at her unblinkingly, as if trying to engrave her face in his mind.

"Aren't you going to see your family before you go?"

Kang Jian hesitated a little before shaking his head. "No."

There was a big chance that he wouldn't come back this time.

There was no need to let his parents go through the grief again.

"Gimme your hand," An Xiaxia whispered.

Confused, Kang Jian gave her his hand. An Xiaxia exerted all her strength and pulled his finger. "We've made a pinky swear. You must come back safely this time!"

It was a long while before Kang Jian replied, "I promise."

What he really wanted to ask was: If I don't come back, Xiaxia, will you… miss me like I once missed you?