Qin Gengxin looked at her, and his words stuck in his throat. He was certainly not a dumb man and he usually knows how to coaxed women to the point of them being stupid. But facing Xian Guiying, he found that he didn't know what to say.

Seeing that she had returned to the bedroom, he walked over to her and saw that she was standing in front of the wardrobe, looking at her clothes.

Qin Gengxin leaned against the door and waited for Xian Guiying to explain or cry, but she never did so. He didn't know whether to sigh or to jump in joy.

Just when Xian Guiying finally took out two dresses, did he walk up to her. As soon as Xian Guiying caught his figure, her hands stopped moving.

Qin Gengxin took the dresses in her hand and hung them back in the wardrobe.

"Since the child is allergic to the fur of the pet, and since you think that the grandmother has a bad temper and some of her words don't make sense, I can understand why you don't want to explain it. I didn't know the child was allergic to dogs. I'm sorry about what happened just now." He said.

Xian Guiying was in no hurry to leave. When she went upstairs, she could guess that Dalisay and Darna might have said something, but she didn't feel any difference, so she didn't want to bother with it.

Still, Qin Gengxin was standing right behind her, very close to her. His figure seemed to cover her entire body, and the way he raised his hands to hang her dresses seemed to half-embrace her. It was only after he had put back her dresses did she turn her body and look at him.

Qin Gengxin did not retreat, he kept his distance. He lowered his head and raised his left eyebrow at her, as if he did not feel that there was anything wrong with this closeness.

Xian Guiying didn't know how long since she had smelled his fragrance at close range.

However, now was not the time to think about this. Xian Guiying coldly laughed to herself in her heart and didn't take what he had just said to her heart. She turned and walked away from him, saying, "I've already explained it, but what's the use?"

Qin Gengxin raised an eyebrow and turned to look at her. "When did you explain it?"

Xian Guiying had explained. She had explained that she didn't marry him on purpose, that she didn't purposely get pregnant to bind his life with hers, that she had bound his marriage and his feelings with morality and duty.

She explained it all.

But what's the use?

He had never believed in her, nor had he ever intended to believe in her.

So, no matter what, no matter how much she explained, what was the use? If he believed her, if he understood her, then she didn't need to say a word of nonsense, and if he was destined to distrust her, to have doubts and disapproval of all her actions, her explanation was a waste of words.

Xian Guiying didn't answer but lowered her head and opened the luggage, saying lightly, "Actually, I feel that I should leave too. Qianqian will have to learn to adapt to other environments sooner or later. This family doesn't belong to us."

Qin Gengxin frowned. "Xian Guiying, can you not be so stubborn? You are really annoying right now."

"I'm not stubborn, and I don't need you to treat me well! Your parents and dear grandmothers are at the hotel waiting for you to be reunited. You don't have to waste your time here." Xian Guiying put the luggage on the ground and went to pack her other belongings.

Qin Gengxin swallowed and grabbed her arm, "I'll say it again, I misunderstood just now, and I'm sorry for that. The child's health is not good and suddenly changing to a different place will definitely not be good for her. Even if you don't consider yourself, you have to consider the child."

Hearing that he actually mentioned Qin Wenqian, Xian Guiying suddenly shook her hand forcefully, twisted her body, and stared at him. "Child? You know you have a child? I don't care what you think. I don't care if you think I am wrong, but the child is innocent! After all, your blood runs through her veins. Have you thought of this child for the past two years? Have you thought about how much she wants a father? Thought of seeing him? You don't even know she's allergic to dog's fur, but now you suddenly want to talk about her? Qin Gengxin, you are very unreasonable!"

"Let me ask you, do you know the name of your daughter?" Xian Guiying asked while looking at him coldly.

Qin Gengxin pursed his lip tightly, noticing her angry expression as she talked about the child. After so long, he finally opened his mouth. "Qin Wenqian."

"Heh." Xian Guiying laughed, "So you actually know Qianqian's name. I thought you didn't even know her name."

Saying that, Xian Guiying's eyes held a taunting look, "Qin Gengxin, if you still feel that I have done everything wrong and deserve it, then don't act like you are both sympathetic and generous in front of me. If you want to be fierce, then be crueler, maybe it will be better for all of us! But don't talk to me like you are a sane person! Maybe in your eyes, I'm not worthy of anything! But I'm sorry, here, you have no qualification to mention about 'my' daughter!"

With that, she threw the items in her hands, turned around, and didn't look at him, before saying lightly, "Please go back to the position you occupied in the last two years, don't fake the stench here! In Jiang Ruolan's words, we have all been following compulsory education for many years. How you behave is how you are being educated."

Hearing Xian Guiying mention Jiang Ruolan's name so suddenly, Qin Gengxin's eyebrows furrowed. It was clear that she was mocking and taunting him.

This was the most untouchable topic for Qin Gengxin for so many years, as if it was taboo words.

Xian Guiying continued to look at him with her lips pursed.

Only when Qin Gengxin turned around and left expressionlessly, did the scorn in Xian Guiying's eyes fade away. She lowered her head and looked at the discarded items in the luggage. Then she turned and looked at the wardrobe where she hung her clothes. Traces of sadness passing in her eyes.

'Qin Gengxin, we all live to become a hedgehog. As long as we see each other, each ruthlessly pricks each other until it becomes bloodily.'

'Perhaps from the very beginning, I was the one who had chosen the wrong direction and the wrong path.'

'You're right, I did what I had to do.'