Chapter 431: Rong Tianshi’s Regret

Translator: End less Fantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

w.a.n.g Song didn’t want to look at that porcine face anymore. He turned his head away, his expression grim. “Well then, in for a penny, in for a pound. Shall we go with what I suggested earlier?”

“Yes, Song, I will listen to you now,” w.a.n.g Qing said.

“Give me the phone.” w.a.n.g Song ordered.

w.a.n.g Qing dialed a number and held the phone up to w.a.n.g Song’s ear. Shortly afterward, a nurse arrived to a.s.sist her. She was taken out of the room for medical treatment. w.a.n.g Song, having finished his call, was wheeled into the operating room.

When the hospital ward finally emptied, a shadowy figure emerged from a corner. After taking one last glance at the empty hallway, the figure left.

Rong Tianshi, who had been thrown out by the security guards, lay sprawled at the hospital entrance. People pa.s.sing by gazed at him, pointing fingers and murmuring among themselves, yet no one came to his aid.

Unable to bear the scrutiny, Rong Tianshi hauled himself to his feet despite the pain coursing through his body, stumbling down a side path. Looking up at the sky, tears he could no longer hold back finally broke through.

He had lost everything. He was now completely dest.i.tute. He laughed bitterly to himself. All his years of struggle, and he was undone by a woman—deceived, spun around like a veritable puppet. It was poetic justice.

Rong Tianshi crouched by the roadside, lost in memories of his ex-wife, Chu Jing—memories that flooded his mind and consumed his thoughts. She had always been a proud woman. During their marriage, they were deeply in love, the epitome of a cooperative, understanding couple. Together, they had raised the Rong family to the status of a second-tier influential family in the capital.

It was such a harmonious and perfect marital partnership. Had Chu Jing still been around, the Rong family might already have ascended to first-tier status. He might have been the envied patriarch of the Rong family.

But now, his entire family was ruined, all because of another woman. Regret pervaded Rong Tianshi’s heart as memories of his ex-wife became even more vivid. He couldn’t help but wonder what had gone wrong between them.

He racked his brain, finally recalling the grudges from decades ago. Chu Jing had discovered his marital infidelity while she was pregnant. Instead of listening to his explanations, she had run off to have an affair of her own. Tensions escalated, culminating in their divorce the day their child, Rong Qi, was born. Chu Jing had left, taking her new lover with her.

But Rong Tianshi couldn’t help it. w.a.n.g Qing was also pregnant at that time. He couldn’t abandon his own flesh and blood. Besides, a family as large as the Rongs needed an heir. He thought Chu Jing would understand his predicament, that once w.a.n.g Qing gave birth to an heir, he would give her a sum of money and make her leave. Then, Chu Jing could take in the heir.

Rong Tianshi couldn’t understand why she was being stubborn, unwilling to accept w.a.n.g Qing and the child she carried. Even worse, Chu Jing ran away with another man. He simply couldn’t accept that.

A sardonic smile tugged at the corners of Rong Tianshi’s mouth as he shakily stood up and resumed walking. He thought, ‘What did it matter? Chu Jing has been gone for many years now.’

Suddenly, he felt an icy coldness spread across his face; tears filled his weary, aging eyes. Just as he was absorbed in this melancholy reverie, he heard the screeching sound of tires. He was thrown into the air and landed hard on the ground.

His entire body ached, and his vision swam with multiple images. He saw cars and pedestrians come to a halt. Oddly enough, he felt a sudden sense of relief. For a fleeting moment, it seemed as if he saw Chu Jing standing amid the crowd—proud, disdainful, looking at him with contempt. A wistful smile crossed his lips..