But even so, he was unwilling to let go. Even if it meant dying, he still wanted to be tied to Jiang Xue. He hoped that after a hundred years, Jiang Xue would still carry his surname.
Jiang Xue naturally didn't understand Mu Qiancheng's thoughts. She guiltily withdrew her gaze, lowered her head, and didn't notice Mu Qiancheng's unusual behavior at all.
She lowered her head and looked at the already sleeping Little Reunion on the bed, thinking about what her first words should be.
Should it be 'You're back,' or 'Long time no see,' or perhaps 'How have you been.'
However, before Jiang Xue could decide, Mu Qiancheng had already walked up to her, his gaze falling on the top of her head. He couldn't see Jiang Xue's expression and didn't know if she was disgusted or angry at that moment.
One lowered their head, the other watched, neither of them spoke.
Until Little Reunion on the bed moved a bit, Jiang Xue seemed to be startled, nervously watching the child, thinking he was about to wake up.
But, whether Little Reunion was sensing something, he seemed to know his father was back, he just moved a bit and then stopped.
Seeing Little Reunion still sleeping soundly, Jiang Xue breathed a sigh of relief. She had been really nervous just now, afraid Little Reunion would wake up and cry again. She didn't have milk, couldn't make formula milk, and didn't even know how to change a diaper.
She was somewhat afraid of letting Mu Qiancheng see how incapable she was, afraid he would despise her.
Fortunately, Little Reunion was accommodating and didn't wake, sparing her the embarrassment as a new mother.
"Xue'er!" Finally, after who knows how long, Mu Qiancheng spoke. His voice was a bit hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time. If one listened carefully, they could still hear a trace of trembling and apprehension in his voice.
Because when Jiang Xue was startled by Little Reunion just now, in Mu Qiancheng's eyes, it seemed as if she was frightened by him.
"You, you're back!" Jiang Xue finally raised her head and looked at Mu Qiancheng.
He was darker, thinner. Compared to when he died saving her, he looked much younger. A well-fitted suit on him made him appear firm and handsome.
Yet she could also see exhaustion and wear from his face.
His workplace was in Shenzhen, more than a thousand kilometers away from his hometown Xu City. By train, it takes a day and a night.
And it was apparent that he rushed back as soon as he got the telegram, probably without resting for a moment along the way.
"Yes, I'm back!" Mu Qiancheng nodded, his gaze falling on Jiang Xue's face. He didn't see anger, nor did he see disgust towards him. The heart that had been suspended finally relaxed a little.
In truth, what he feared most was seeing Jiang Xue's disgusted look. Every time he saw that look, his heart ached like being cut by a knife.
Luckily, Jiang Xue didn't show him such a look. Although her expression couldn't be called joyful, it was clear that she wasn't unhappy about his return, nor was there any disgust.
For him, this undoubtedly gave him great courage to say what he had on his mind.
"Xue'er, you've worked hard!"
The words 'You've worked hard' stunned Jiang Xue, and she looked at Mu Qiancheng, but her thoughts had drifted far away. She remembered that in her previous life, Mu Qiancheng seemed to have said the same words.
At that time, she was annoyed and upset because of Little Reunion's birth, so when Mu Qiancheng gratefully said those words to her, she started to use it as an excuse to vent.
Words that could hurt spewed out: "You know I've worked hard? Then why did you force me back then? Mu Qiancheng, you're a bastard, a hypocrite. You're unworthy of being a man and even more unworthy of being my husband."