The Rest Of My Life Is For You

What the hell?

Nian Xiaomu squinted and opened her eyes a little. When she was sure that she wasn't dreaming, she looked down and took a glance at the caller ID.

She frowned when she saw that it was Wen Yadai's number.

What was this woman up to this time around?

She wanted to hang up because her instincts told her not to listen to Wen Yadai's bullsh*t. However, Wen Yadai's mocking voice had already sounded from the other end of the phone and continued, "Nian Xiaomu, don't think that you are the winner. You merely relied on the fact that you have a face that resembles that woman!"

"…" Nian Xiaomu paused in her actions and did not hang up the call immediately.

"What do you mean?"

Wen Yadai seemed to have gone crazy when she heard Nian Xiaomu's voice and laughed wildly on the other end of the call.

"He did not accept me even though I have loved him for so many years. Don't you find it weird that he basically has no women around him?"

"…"

It was a known fact that Yu Yuehan exercised self-control and protected himself from immorality.

Why had he chosen Nian Xiaomu when he had so many other choices was a thought that had definitely crossed her mind…

Nian Xiaomu tightened her grip on her cell phone and said, "I don't want to listen to your bullsh*t. Just spill everything that is on your mind."

"Weren't you ever curious about who Xiao Liuliu's mother was after taking care of her every day?"

"…"

"Everyone said that Young Master Han suddenly had a daughter out of nowhere. However, with Young Master Han's identity and the status that he holds, it would not be possible for women to even touch him if he did not like them, let alone talk about bearing his children!"

"…"

Nian Xiaomu's heart tightened.

She was with Yu Yuehan all the time and knew that he was indeed watertight in his defenses.

How did Xiao Liuliu come to be?

"Let me tell you honestly. Xiao Liuliu's biological mother was Young Master Han's only true love! Even though that woman left, there is no place for anyone else. And you, you were only taken as a substitute just because you resemble that woman greatly!"

"…" Nian Xiaomu knitted her eyebrows.

Even though Nian Xiaomu knew that Wen Yadai might be inciting conflict on purpose, these words seemed to become a thorn that pierced right into her heart.

Furthermore, she could even feel a sense of suffocation when she heard the word "substitute."

Wen Yadai, who was on the other end of the call, seemed to have sensed her discomfort and laughed more gleefully.

"Nian Xiaomu, I really pity you. You thought that you had found a man who loved you, only to find out in the end that it was just a pipe dream—he does not love you at all! You are merely a substitute! Once Xiao Liuliu's biological mother appears, you will be thrown away like a pair of worn out shoes!"

Nian Xiaomu snapped back to her senses instantly when she heard Wen Yadai's complacent laughter.

She shook her head and tried to keep herself calm.

"Are these the only things that you wanted to tell me? Did you think that I would believe your bullsh*t?"

"…"

Wen Yadai, who was on the other end of the phone call, couldn't reply to Nian Xiaomu for a moment when she heard her tranquil voice.

She had originally assumed that Nian Xiaomu would be sad or angry. Maybe Nian Xiaomu would break down after she learned that she was being treated as a substitute.

However, Wen Yadai absolutely had not expected that Nian Xiaomu could still ask her a rhetorical question in such a serene manner.

She was taken aback, but continued to speak and responded, "If you don't believe me, you can head to Young Master Han's study and take a look for yourself. There is a painting that is kept in the bottom drawer of the desk in his study, and this painting is a portrait of Xiao Liuliu's mother. By then, you will realize that you are merely a pitiful creature who was taken as a substitute right from the start!"

After she was done yelling, Wen Yadai waited silently for Nian Xiaomu to cry and shed bitter tears.

However, all she ended up waiting for was Nian Xiaomu's unmoved reply.