Three Sentences That Made My Ex-Wife Spit Blood - Chapter 53

Wen Huaxi reached out and gave Yan Qinglan a hug. “Wife, I’m going to take a shower.”

She had said it before, though it was more passive and only in front of Yan Qinglan.

This time felt different. Wen Huaxi was so shy that she stayed in Yan Qinglan’s arms for a moment, then finally lowered her head, covered her face and walked away.

As her embrace emptied, Yan Qinglan’s heart skipped a beat.

She quickly reassured herself. They were together now, truly together, as wives without any agreement or pretense.

There would be no accidents like in their past life.

Wen Huaxi would not leave her.

“Sister Qing, wife, which one do you like me to call you more?”

While drying her hair, Wen Huaxi held tightly onto Yan Qinglan’s free hand and began playing with it playfully.

She even kissed Yan Qinglan’s fingers, rubbing them against her cheek.

“Do you really love me?” she asked, turning her head, her eyes bright and sincere.

“I really do. You are the one I love most,” Yan Qinglan replied gently, caressing Wen Huaxi’s cheek. “You can call me whatever you want, Xiaoxi.”

“Then I’ll still call you ‘Sister.’ Sister Qing, my sister.” Wen Huaxi’s joy was so visible it seemed to sparkle from her.

Happiness radiated from her entire being, as if it would spill over. If you got close enough, you could smell a light scent of cherry and honey.

“My sweet Xiaoxi.” Yan Qinglan couldn’t resist patting her on the head.

This was all she had ever wanted. To stay by Wen Huaxi’s side, watch her smile, and spend a peaceful life together.

Wen Huaxi giggled foolishly, holding her face in her hands, her legs kicking around aimlessly.

She looked just like a child. So pure and innocent, it made you want to protect her.

And this little cutie was now her wife.

She had been, and always would be.

“When did you start liking me, Xiaoxi?” Yan Qinglan leaned forward, curious to know the truth.

She still couldn’t be sure whether the time when Wen Huaxi was pushing for a divorce had just been an act, or if she really had no feelings for her at all.

Wen Huaxi fell into thought. If she had to trace it back, the first time she fell in love with Yan Qinglan was in their previous life, during high school.

Strictly speaking, she wasn’t really a child from a single-parent household. Her older sister had raised her.

At the time, Wen Suixue was busy building her business, so Wen Huaxi often walked home alone in the dark.

It was inevitable that danger would follow. Though the memories from her past life were already a little fuzzy, she still remembered being pulled away from a place that reeked of alcohol and made her want to vomit.

Back then, she had only recently gone through her secondary gender awakening and barely understood what she was about to face.

It was Yan Qinglan who pulled her out, calmed her panicked heart and took her home safely.

Wen Huaxi could still remember looking up into that glowing, comforting face.

Just like now.

She turned her head and looked at Yan Qinglan. A warm lamp glowed in the bedroom, casting a soft yellow light over her, outlining the features she loved so much.

Wen Huaxi reached out and poked Yan Qinglan’s cheek. “Sister, do you remember… four years ago?”

She wasn’t sure how to describe it.

Yan Qinglan put down the hair dryer and held her in her arms. “So that’s how it was.”

So Wen Huaxi had remembered their first encounter all along.

She still remembered. Wen Huaxi’s eyelashes trembled slightly.

“It was back then,” Wen Huaxi said, choosing to leave out the details of her rebirth and the hardships of her past life that had spilled into this one.

She would rather believe she had loved her since her youth and kept loving her until now.

She truly loved Yan Qinglan. Loved her so much that she had used every possible method to get closer to her.

Even if some of those methods weren’t entirely honest.

Yan Qinglan still didn’t know. Their pheromone compatibility wasn’t actually over 95 percent.

The document that convinced Yan Qinglan to marry her had been forged by Wen Huaxi.

The truth was, forced love never tastes sweet. Their last life had already proven that.

But this time, Yan Qinglan was so different.

Why? She was the same person.

Even though her own attitude toward Yan Qinglan had changed.

After being reborn, Wen Huaxi had completely let herself go. She kept provoking Yan Qinglan, trying to make her angry, hoping it would lead to a divorce.

But it had been a long time since she’d done that. After Yan Qinglan found out about the pregnancy, her attitude shifted again and again. She had not done anything to make Wen Huaxi want to leave.

Could it be that Yan Qinglan actually liked the way she caused trouble every day just to be noticed?

“Sister Qing, what about you? When did you start liking me? You didn’t like me at the beginning.”

“That was just at the start. After spending more time with you, I realized you were really cute. And then I fell for you.”

Yan Qinglan also chose not to mention her rebirth, nor the pain she had carried from that life.

“I made you angry every day. And you still found me cute?” Wen Huaxi poked her chest. “What’s wrong with you?”

Yan Qinglan caught her hand. “Because I love you. And when you love someone, everything about them is adorable.”

Even without the memories of their past life, Yan Qinglan was sure she would still fall for Wen Huaxi.

Looking back, the moment she realized something was different in this life was after they returned from the old family home.

Or maybe even earlier, when she saw Wen Huaxi crying. Even then, she had found her adorable.

And that was before she had recovered any of her memories.

Caught off guard by such sweet words, Wen Huaxi’s ears turned red and she burrowed deeper into Yan Qinglan’s arms.

“Just like a little kitten. Even more lovable now,” Yan Qinglan said as she carried her to the bed.

Compared to sitting in a chair and kissing face-to-face, Yan Qinglan clearly preferred this. Pressing Wen Huaxi beneath her, being fully in control, and kissing her like this allowed for more indulgent gestures.

Like tucking Wen Huaxi’s hair behind her ear, trailing her fingers along the curve of her ear to the soft earlobe.

Like resting her hand gently on Wen Huaxi’s waist and stomach, stirring subtle and teasing sensations.

When Wen Huaxi’s tears began to fall, Yan Qinglan would nuzzle them away with her nose, wiping the tears that came from overwhelming stimulation.

To do all this in bed and still not go any further was just too much.

Wen Huaxi clung to Yan Qinglan’s arm, trying hard to pull her closer.

But she was no match for Yan Qinglan’s strength. In two swift movements, Yan Qinglan had restrained her and shifted their positions so they were lying close together.

“Yan Qinglan, you’re so mean… Are you really not going to have me?” Wen Huaxi mumbled into her arms, filled with endless longing.

The human heart is greedy. Just a few hours ago, she thought that even if Yan Qinglan only liked her a little, or didn’t like her at all, as long as she didn’t push her away, that would be enough.

But now, just because Yan Qinglan didn’t satisfy her desire, she was already feeling upset.

“I’m afraid I’ll lose control,” Yan Qinglan said, her hand still resting gently on Wen Huaxi’s belly. “Baby, you have to think of our little one too.”

“But… can’t you be gentle?” Wen Huaxi pouted pitifully, her hair seeming to lose its shine from sadness.

“I’ll be careful at the beginning,” Yan Qinglan replied, still not making a move. She simply wiped away the tears Wen Huaxi had used to trick her.

“But if you’re too cute, and your reactions are too perfect, I really can’t promise I won’t get carried away.”

According to her memories of their intimacy, it was very likely to happen.

Every time they started, Yan Qinglan would remind herself not to hurt Wen Huaxi.

But halfway through, whenever she heard the girl’s soft sobs and cries of pain, her strength would instantly falter.

And then, Wen Huaxi would whisper that she didn’t need to hold back.

From that, Yan Qinglan realized Wen Huaxi could accept her recklessness.

But what she couldn’t accept was letting her loss of control harm their baby, or damage Wen Huaxi’s body.

“Fine…” Wen Huaxi was uncomfortable and got up to handle it herself in the bathroom.

Yan Qinglan watched the door close and sighed.

Once Wen Huaxi came out, she would have to go in and handle things herself too.

Next time this happened, maybe Yan Qinglan would ask if Wen Huaxi wanted to have her.

Even though they both had secondary gender distinctions, they were still both women.

Their anatomy was the same. If Wen Huaxi was willing, they could try things that way too.

Only with Wen Huaxi would Yan Qinglan accept that kind of intimacy. To be touched, to be taken, to lose control in her hands and bloom entirely.

During the thirty days of her fourth month of pregnancy, Wen Huaxi was on a film set playing a supporting female role. At the same time, she was busy trying to stay in contact with Du Jiayan and working with Wen Suixue to prepare for an upcoming design competition.

Wen Huaxi definitely couldn’t attend in person. It was an international flight, and even if she felt fine, both Wen Suixue and Yan Qinglan voted against it.

“You don’t trust your sister? I’ll bring your work and your award back for you,” Wen Suixue said, patting her on the head and exchanging a look with Yan Qinglan.

She had heard just a few days ago from Wen Huaxi that the two of them had confessed their feelings and were now officially together.

Even though she found Yan Qinglan more and more unpleasant, when it came to convincing Wen Huaxi not to travel, they were absolutely on the same team.

“There’s another competition next summer. If you’re disappointed about missing this one, I’ll take you next time,” Yan Qinglan offered gently.

“Exactly, sweet girl. I’ll take you next year,” Wen Suixue added, thinking that the “sister” part was directed at her. She even thought it was sweet that Yan Qinglan was now calling her big sister like Wen Huaxi did.

Yan Qinglan gave her a side glance. “I meant me. As you should know, Director Wen, once your little sister grows up, it’s time to let go.”

“I’ve watched her grow up. Even if she’s married now, why can’t I still take her out for fun?”

The two stared each other down, the tension between them so thick that Wen Huaxi rolled her eyes.

She didn’t bother with the two scheming “sisters” anymore and focused on the design sketches, continuing her discussion with Du Jiayan.

“You and your wife seem really close,” Du Jiayan said, watching Wen Huaxi and Yan Qinglan with a bit of envy.

“She really loves me,” Wen Huaxi replied shyly, her expression proud and playful.

“As long as your relationship is solid. But Huaxi, with alphas like her who are rich and powerful, you need to be careful…” Du Jiayan slipped into the role of big sister, starting to give her a heartfelt lecture.

Wen Huaxi was overwhelmed.

After managing to respond politely, she returned to Yan Qinglan’s side.

Still, Sister Qing was the best. When she didn’t like this sister, she could bite her.

Yan Qinglan reached over and gave her a few comforting rubs, earning a playful baring of teeth from Wen Huaxi.

It was probably her way of saying, just wait until we get home.

Yan Qinglan mouthed silently, “Sister is looking forward to it.”

Wen Huaxi’s ears instantly turned red.

“By the way, sweet girl, do you want a stage name or are you using your real name?” Wen Suixue asked as the last few competition details were being finalized.

“How about ‘Qing’?” Wen Huaxi’s first instinct was to use her baby’s name.

“Qing? As in ‘My dear official’ Qing?”

“Yes, exactly. My daughter’s name is Wen Qingxun. What do you think?” Wen Huaxi looked very pleased with herself.

“Which character for Xun?” Wen Suixue was surprised. It hadn’t been that long since they talked and the baby’s name was already decided?

She had spent hours going through dictionaries trying to name her little niece.

Yan Qinglan handed over the calligraphy she had written earlier for Wen Suixue to see.

Du Jiayan’s eyes widened. “Huaxi, you’re pregnant? How many months?”

She really couldn’t tell just by looking.

“Almost five months. Told you it’s hard to notice, right?” Wen Huaxi stared proudly at her stomach.

Now that she was in the stable stage of pregnancy, apart from the occasional fetal movement, the baby didn’t bother her much. She was quiet and well-behaved—the perfect child.

“Five months? No wonder Wen Suixue and Yan Qinglan wouldn’t let you go abroad for the awards.”

By the time the event took place, the baby would be nearly seven months along.

“Not quite five months yet. Send me the final draft of the design tonight and I’ll go over it once more before we submit.”

Wen Huaxi remembered that Du Jiayan had lost her own child and decided not to bring up the baby too much.

She still had filming to return to, so she pulled Yan Qinglan out of Wen Suixue’s office with her.

Du Jiayan finally processed everything. “Director Wen, aren’t you angry with Yan Qinglan?”

If her own little sister were so young and already taken advantage of by a sly fox, she would be furious, probably lose sleep and want to beat that person up.

Wen Suixue paused.

“I am.” She was still angry even now.

There was no way to tell anyone about the rebirth, so all she could do was sigh. “My sister has her own ideas. I can’t talk her out of it.”

“Then President Yan is definitely a wolf in sheep’s clothing,” Du Jiayan concluded, realizing she had warned Wen Huaxi too late.

“Exactly.” Wen Suixue finally found a kindred spirit and ranted about Yan Qinglan for two whole hours.

Meanwhile, as soon as they got into the car, Wen Huaxi bit down on Yan Qinglan’s wrist.

“It’s all bone. Bite here so you don’t hurt your teeth,” Yan Qinglan said as she took off her coat and exposed her shoulder.

It was already freezing in early winter. Wen Huaxi gave her a look, snorted, let go, and let her put her clothes back on.

“Don’t be mad, baby. We’re just thinking about what’s best for you. The pregnancy is far along now. You can still go out and walk around the capital, but going abroad really worries me.”

“I know. I’m not mad, just a little annoyed,” Wen Huaxi said as she leaned against Yan Qinglan’s shoulder. “I’m going to nap for fifteen minutes. Wake me when we arrive.”

Even though the baby was quiet and not giving her trouble, symptoms like fatigue and hunger were still showing up now and then.

Yan Qinglan felt sorry for her. But acting was Wen Huaxi’s passion, and it was her decision to keep working.

As long as there was no danger, Yan Qinglan couldn’t interfere.

Since the scene was set in winter and required thick clothing, no one could tell she was pregnant.

In some ways, it was safer. But it also meant no one else on set would take extra care unless they knew the truth.

Yan Qinglan wished she could stay by her side every minute. But she still had work to do.

After getting out of the car, Yan Qinglan headed straight to a meeting while Wen Huaxi kissed her goodbye.

Then she pulled out her phone.

The anti-radiation phone case that Yan Qinglan had custom-made had arrived, so she could finally use her phone with peace of mind.

She sent a message to Lu Tong and waited around the set, but didn’t see her.

“Huaxi, did you go home to eat with your girlfriend again?” asked another girl from the set, who sat down beside her.

“Yeah. She’s super clingy,” Wen Huaxi replied. In truth, she was just as clingy. But she would never admit it.

Like now, it had only been two minutes since they separated, and she was already texting Yan Qinglan with heart emojis, complaining that her friend ignored her, and sending pictures of today’s set.

“You two must really be in love.”

“It’s just okay,” Wen Huaxi replied, but her face said otherwise. She was clearly proud.

They had only been together for less than a month. They were still in the honeymoon phase. Being all sweet and clingy was perfectly normal.

“By the way, have you seen Lu Tongtong?” Wen Huaxi asked, a bit worried since she hadn’t replied and neither had Mu Chengcheng.

“I just know she ate boxed lunch with me, and then I didn’t see her again. I think she went to the hospital?”

Wen Huaxi nodded. “She hasn’t replied to my message yet.”

Maybe she went to visit her mom and forgot to check her phone.

But Wen Huaxi still felt uneasy. She couldn’t explain why, but her sixth sense told her something was off.

With Yan Qinglan around, no investor would dare act out of line.

But what if Mu Chengcheng gave up on using her for publicity and suddenly targeted Lu Tong instead?

After all, Lu Tong seemed to have a natural magnetism for scumbags.

Last time at the auction house, she had attracted a group of spoiled heirs who should have been arrested. In their past life, it happened multiple times, including a near encounter with a male investor who tried to blacklist her.

She had survived by maneuvering carefully through that crowd, preserving what little dignity she could manage.

It wasn’t until she met the person she loved that this pattern of attracting toxic people finally started to change.

On her third failed attempt to call Lu Tong, Wen Huaxi gave up and started scrolling through her contacts, looking for someone who could help.

She couldn’t handle this alone. She needed support.

After scanning for a long time, she realized that most of the numbers she had saved since her rebirth were for people who didn’t even know her yet.

She couldn’t just reach out to them out of nowhere.

There weren’t many people at her sister’s company available to run investigations either.

So she turned to someone who was probably busy right now: Yan Qinglan.

Yan Qinglan called her.

“Sister Qing? Aren’t you in a meeting?” Wen Huaxi couldn’t help smiling the moment she heard her voice.

“It hasn’t started yet. Should I have someone check where your friend went?”

“Yes, please. Thank you, Sister.”

Just hearing her voice made Wen Huaxi feel calm again.

She sat back down and stopped pacing anxiously.

“No need to thank me. If something like this happens again and I’m not around, or it’s urgent, go straight to Xiao Liu. She has a team assigned to you now,” Yan Qinglan said, relieved that it wasn’t Wen Huaxi in trouble this time.

“Alright. It’s just that I don’t really know anyone who can help with things like this.”

Most of Wen Huaxi’s connections were limited to the entertainment industry, and they hadn’t fully developed yet.

“That’s perfectly fine, baby. Everything I have is yours to use. It’s only natural for a wife to share with her wife.”

“You’re not worried I’ll bankrupt you?” Wen Huaxi joked, though she didn’t feel any real guilt about it.

She believed that one day, she would be strong enough to stand beside Yan Qinglan as an equal.

For now, she was still growing. What was wrong with leaning on her a little?

“If you’re capable of doing that, I’d love to see you try,” Yan Qinglan laughed through the phone.

It made Wen Huaxi’s ears burn with warmth.

“I can’t do that. If you really went bankrupt, me and our little baby would be out on the streets. I better make some wise investments for you instead.”

She mentally reviewed Yan Qinglan’s assets. There was no way she could spend it all on her own.

She shed another tear of envy toward the wealthy. But then she remembered, as a wife, half of that was hers. That made her happy again.

“That works too. I’ve got several projects in the works. Want me to bring them home for you to look over?” Yan Qinglan suggested, half-seriously, mostly just to spend more time with her.

Wen Huaxi’s eyes lit up. She actually had a few ideas to share. “Sure. Let’s look at them together tonight.”

As they were talking, Yan Qinglan’s people tracked down Lu Tong’s location.

“Baby, your friend was on her way to the hospital when she got into a car with a man. Right now, they’re at Xinqing Entertainment.”

“Was it Mu Chengcheng?” Wen Huaxi frowned.

“Yes. A male actor from your crew. It looks like they had a disagreement, but your friend did end up getting into his car.”

“I knew there was something wrong with him.” Wen Huaxi gritted her teeth.

Most likely, Mu Chengcheng had realized that Lu Tong desperately needed money and used that to pressure her into leaving with him.

“The shoot starts this afternoon. I could ask the director’s team to help search too…” Even though she said she would rely on Yan Qinglan’s people, Wen Huaxi was still trying to handle it herself.

“Don’t worry, Xiaoxi. Stay at the set and focus. I’ll send someone.”

Yan Qinglan could hear how anxious the girl was and tried to calm her down.

She actually wanted to ask how Wen Huaxi could be so sure Lu Tong had no ulterior motives.

Mu Chengcheng was a top-tier celebrity. With his resources and wealth, anyone who clung to him could gain everything. And Lu Tong was definitely short on money.

Even if she didn’t want to go, just entering Mu Chengcheng’s company could cause serious trouble if something happened between them.

Even if it was against her will, without solid proof, public speculation alone could destroy a rookie actress’s career.

“But…”

“Trust me, Xiaoxi. I can’t let you take that risk.” Yan Qinglan sighed softly.

Her little kitten was someone who valued relationships deeply. But who knew what kind of people she had chosen to care about? Would they ever return her feelings sincerely?

“Alright… I won’t go. Thank you, Sister.”

“It’s not trouble at all. Just be good. Your safety is what matters most.”

Having successfully kept Wen Huaxi from rushing off, Yan Qinglan finally relaxed a little.

She gave her the number of the person leading the mission, then returned to her previously interrupted meeting.

Wen Huaxi stayed on set and stared up at the sky.

She had only been reborn once, and already she thought she had an advantage. She believed she had gained strength, enough to protect the people she cared about.

That was why she reacted so urgently today. Even though, deep down, she knew that with Lu Tong’s resilience, things probably would not go wrong.

But Lu Tong was still only twenty years old. She was a newcomer in the industry, and her debut film hadn’t even been edited yet.

Her sister’s company, while seemingly capable, didn’t truly belong to her. It didn’t have much real power. It was just a business that happened to make some money.

So today, when she asked Yan Qinglan’s people to help find her friend, she began to wonder if she might be interfering with Lu Tong’s future. Was this really the right thing to do?

Maybe she had started thinking too highly of herself. Maybe she believed she had more power than she actually did.

A wave of helplessness flooded her. Wen Huaxi wrapped her arms around herself and rested her hands gently over her belly.

Then it hit her. The situation today should not be seen as a show of power or a question of control. It was simply that a friend might be in danger, and she wanted to help. Or maybe, a poor and innocent girl was on the verge of facing something terrible.

No matter how she looked at it, helping was not wrong.

The heavy feeling pressing down on her came from within.

She still was not ready to take on serious responsibilities. And she did not yet have the strength to carry them, even if she wanted to.

Wen Huaxi looked down at her stomach, still hidden beneath layers of clothing, showing no visible change.

She was no longer the person she used to be in her past life. She wasn’t the top actress who could stir the entire film industry with just one decision, who could bring in fame and awards just by joining a project, who broke box office records again and again.

She no longer had a group of people who would act the moment she gave the word, let alone help her track down a minor celebrity’s whereabouts.

She was twenty years old again. She had to start everything from scratch.

But her baby was about to be born.

And she was not ready.

Wen Huaxi covered her face with her hands.

Yes, they were both switches.