In that moment, Di Xihuang felt like he owned the entire world, cheerfully smiling like a child.
But Ou Xueman’s next words filled him with dread, “So, Huang, let’s get a divorce.”
All the brilliance vanished, replaced by deep darkness and coldness. He clutched the woman before him, unable to comprehend why she, who had just professed her love, now calmly wanted a divorce.
“Xuan…”
He longed to ask why, but her lips silenced him.
The lingering kiss intoxicated him but couldn’t calm his unease. Seeing her smile, he could no longer voice his questions.
“Huang, do you love me?” she asked with a careful smile, as if afraid.
“I love you, to the point of heartache,” he replied, touching his heart.
“Then marry me,” her voice trembled slightly, “Marry me – Ou Xueman, not Tong Yixuan, because the real Tong Yixuan died at six. I’m just her replacement.”
“Okay,” Di Xihuang responded without hesitation, “No matter who you are, I love only you.”
However, while they were lost in their declarations, they forgot the danger nearby. The cold light rose again, spreading murderous intent.
After a miserable cry, the person lying in a pool of blood finally spoke, “Child, I’m sorry. I don’t deserve… to be your mother.” This woman, full of guilt, love, and hatred, ultimately gave her child another chance at life with her own death, completing her tragic existence.
Tian Muxiang, for intentional murder, spent her life behind bars. Tong Yifeng disappeared before Ou Xueman and Di Xihuang’s wedding and reappeared three years later as Grace’s husband. Tong Yitian was imprisoned for embezzlement. Tong Baifu, in a coma for nearly eight years, passed away the same day Di Ying died. Liu Qiusi disappeared and was later found dead from a drug overdose.
——I——am——the——dividing——line——
Another eight years later, in a quiet manor, an extremely handsome man awkwardly hummed off-key, trying to coax his twin children to sleep. Despite being past their bedtime, the twins stared wide-eyed at him.
“When are you two going to sleep?” he said in a stern tone. The twins complained, “Daddy, what you’re singing isn’t a lullaby; it’s an insomnia song.”
“It’s so terrible, how can we possibly sleep?”
