Bai Meiyue raised her head and turned to look at Lei Qian, who nodded at her. Though her heart was filled with hesitation, Bai Meiyue still reached out and took the box from Old Master Lei, for the old man was looking at her with rather loving eyes. Bai Meiyue was used to violence, but she was not used to people looking at her with affection or love; she felt rather troubled.
When Old Master Lei saw that Bai Meiyue had taken the box from his hands, his eyes crinkled even more as he smiled widely. He then turned to look at Mother Bai and said to her, "Then I will take my leave—"
"Oh no, no, no," Mother Bai refused at once as she jumped to her feet and said, "You cannot leave, just like this, sir. At least have dinner with us."
Old Master Lei wanted to refuse, but he couldn’t, not with Mother Bai insisting so much. In the end, he could only agree as he started talking with Bai Zhan and Bai Jixuan while Mother Bai started preparing the dinner.
Bai Meiyue gave Lei Qian a look and asked him to follow her silently.
Knowing what she wanted to tell him, Lei Qian walked after her and followed her upstairs.
"You should keep this," said Bai Meiyue as the two of them came to a stop in front of her room. She didn’t want to keep the Lei family heirloom. Though she had accepted Lei Qian in her life, she had at most accepted his presence and existence as the father of her child. As for the rest, she just wanted to see how things worked out between them. She had no desire to get married or pin herself to just one tree!
What if Lei Qian changed with time? If that happened, then why would she stay with him? Wouldn’t it be better for them to part ways?
Thus, Bai Meiyue didn’t want to keep this heirloom with her, for the weight was too heavy for her to carry.
Lei Qian looked down at the small box that Bai Meiyue was holding in front of him. He reached out but didn’t take the box from her; instead, he pressed her fingers back such that she was the one holding the box in the palm of her hand. Surprised, Bai Meiyue looked down at the box.
"Ah Qian—"
"Are you thinking about refusing to let me see my son and care for him?" Lei Qian asked.
"No."
"Then are you planning to run away with our son and not let me see you guys again?"
"Of course not; why would I run away?"
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