Chapter 170: Reunion

Caught off guard, the person opposite her replied, "Okay."

This voice...

Bai Shuruo froze completely.

She slowly raised her head, and when she saw that unchanging face, handsome to the bone, the pen in her hand dropped.

In an instant, a thousand emotions welled up, her mood surging like ocean waves.

Han Yangting smiled at her, "Ruoruo, long time no see."

"You... how did you come here?"

"Passing through on a business trip, looking to stay at an inn. Do you have any rooms?" Han Yangting asked.

"No, there aren't any, I'm sorry," Bai Shuruo said with an apologetic smile.

"How is that possible? Is your information not synced with the website? I already booked it online, a standard room, 260 a night."

Bai Shuruo said, "I'll refund your money, could you go stay somewhere else?"

Han Yangting's face darkened, and he asked, "Ruoruo, it's been over three years, do you still hate me that much? Do you really not want to see me that much?"

Bai Shuruo was stunned.

Did she really still hate him?

It had clearly been over three years, and all these years, she had dreamed of him countless times; when she dreamed of him, she would laugh out loud without realizing it.

It was just that, for a moment, she didn't know how to face him.

After a pause, she asked, "How did you find this place?"

"As long as one wants to find something, one can naturally find it. Ruoruo, you hid yourself very well."

Bai Shuruo picked up the pen that had fallen on the table and held it tightly in her hand; for a moment, both of them were silent.

The wind chimes were still tinkling, as if speaking a thousand words on their behalf.

At this moment, a "Mommy" broke the silence at the front desk.

Both of them looked toward the main entrance of the inn at the same time.

A little girl of two or three years old came running in, bouncing and skipping, and ran up to Bai Shuruo, wrapped her arms around her thigh, and called out sweetly, "Mommy."

This little girl looked exactly like Bai Shuruo, but there was a bit more heroic spirit between her brows, clearly inherited from her father.

Han Yangting stared blankly at the little girl.

How did she have a child?

"This child..." Han Yangting thought about the day Bai Shuruo left, which was exactly three and a half years ago. Could it be his child?

However, Bai Shuruo blurted out, "This child is Meng Ze's."

At that moment, Han Yangting was completely stunned.

He stared blankly at the little girl.

The little girl also looked at Han Yangting curiously. Seeing him staring at her, she felt a bit timid, then slowly circled behind Bai Shuruo, not understanding why this guest kept staring at her.

"What is your name?" Han Yangting asked.

Although the little girl was afraid of him, she still said timidly, "My name is Xiaofeng."

A name with no symbolic meaning at all.

At this time, someone else came in and asked, "Are there more guests? Welcome."

The person who came in was none other than Meng Ze, pushing a tricycle loaded with freshly washed bed sheets and quilt covers.

Han Yangting turned around and looked at Meng Ze.

Meng Ze also saw Han Yangting.

Their eyes met, and sparks slowly erupted in both of their gazes.

Seeing Meng Ze, Han Yangting thought of the heroic spirit in Xiaofeng's brows and eyes, and he thought this child must be Meng Ze's.

He and Bai Shuruo had been together for so long, and they had always used protection.

And when did Bai Shuruo and Meng Ze get together?

Was it during that time when she and Meng Ze joined forces to try and take revenge on him?

No wonder she wanted to take Meng Ze with her when she left.

Bai Shuruo walked toward Meng Ze and said familiarly, "You're back? Move the things inside first, it's going to rain in a while."

"Okay." Meng Ze ignored Han Yangting and went to move the things first.

Bai Shuruo helped move them, and the two of them cooperated with great tacit understanding, truly just like a married couple.

Han Yangting watched them, then glanced at Xiaofeng beside him.

Xiaofeng blinked her two big eyes, staring at him curiously.

For some reason, Xiaofeng suddenly smiled at him, seemingly having a natural familiarity with him.

Han Yangting asked her, "Do you and Mommy always live here?"

"Mm, the three of us live here together." Xiaofeng pointed at Bai Shuruo and Meng Ze, who were busy working.

At that moment, Han Yangting's heart turned to ash, his heart shattering into glass shards.

He hadn't expected that three and a half years of waiting would result in such an outcome.

Whether she loved Meng Ze or not, they were married and had a child; this was a fact.

Han Yangting opened his suitcase, took out a pack of chocolate, and handed it to Xiaofeng: "This is for you."

He remembered that Bai Shuruo used to like this brand of chocolate, and since they had it at the airport, he just bought it.

Xiaofeng said happily, "Thank you, Uncle."

Han Yangting ruffled her hair and then said, "Goodbye, Xiaofeng."

"Uncle, aren't you staying at the inn? Our place has a nice environment, it's clean and hygienic, and the landlady is a good person."

"I won't stay; your shop has no rooms," Han Yangting said gently.

Han Yangting had just arrived dragging his suitcase, and now he was leaving dragging it again.

Passing the doorway and seeing Bai Shuruo busy at work, he did not even glance at her again.

Once he was out the door, Bai Shuruo also stood there in a daze.

Meng Ze could not help but ask, "What did you say to him? Why did he leave without a word?"

Bai Shuruo said indifferently, "I told him that Xiaofeng is the daughter of you and me."

"Huh?" Meng Ze could not help but ask, "Have you lost your mind? Why did you lie to him?"

Bai Shuruo began to busy herself again, saying as she worked, "I don't know why either, but I said it, so I said it; just let him go. My life is going quite well as it is now."

Watching her like this, Meng Ze only felt a hundred kinds of helplessness in his heart.

Han Yangting walked out of this guesthouse called "Youfeng Laiyi".

After dragging his suitcase for a distance, he stopped again.

There was also a guesthouse across the street, where the middle-aged male owner was busy working.

Han Yangting handed him a cigarette: "Brother, may I ask you about something?"

"What is it?" The owner's eyes lit up when he saw Han Yangting's cigarette; this was a top-tier, expensive cigarette, and he had never smoked one before.

Han Yangting pointed at "Youfeng Laiyi" and asked, "Is the proprietress of that inn across the street on good terms with her husband?"

The male owner understood instantly: "You've taken a fancy to the proprietress? But I advise you to give up on that idea; the young couple has a very good relationship, a talented man and a beautiful woman, living in harmony, never arguing, and they are very good to their daughter. The family of three often goes out to travel during the off-season, and everyone on this street envies them."

After hearing this, Han Yangting gave up completely.