Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 1477: 1476 Because you have made up your mind

An Lin’s entire body stiffened, her face flushing white. Her gaze towards Qin Mu drained of all emotion, resembling a barren desert…

Qin Mu seemed to realize that his words had gone too far, his handsome face shifted a bit, and he softened his tone slightly,

“I never said I wanted to divorce you.”

From the sofa, Mo Xiuchen’s eyes changed subtly, and he spoke calmly, “An Lin, if it were me, I would trust Ranran.”

He didn’t say the second half of the sentence.

Because he loved Wen Ran, hence the trust.

An Lin gave a bitter smile and forcefully pulled out the hand Qin Mu was holding, “I understand.”

Her answer was directed at Mo Xiuchen.

Qin Mu tightly pressed his lips, “If you didn’t do anything, you could explain it.”

“No, if you believe I did it, then I did it. It doesn’t matter anymore, I cannot provide evidence to prove it wasn’t me. Our marriage was a mistake from the start, ending it now gets us back on track.”

An Lin didn’t know if it was because of Mo Xiuchen’s response or Qin Mu’s remark about not dragging Ranran into it that her heart died.

“An Lin, don’t act impulsively.” Wen Ran frowned and said softly, “Qin Mu, Gao Yuwen initially drugged you. You should understand her intentions. The recording she provided is questionable, what if she found someone to imitate An Lin’s voice?”

Judging An Lin solely on a recording is unfair.

“It was her admission.”

Qin Mu’s tone was cold and hard.

That night, when he heard the recording, he was stunned. He admitted that he aggressively questioned An Lin, but she confessed without hesitation.

Over these days, after calming down, he also considered the issue Wen Ran pointed out, and thought that when An Lin came to G City, he would have a proper talk with her.

But unexpectedly, she came and immediately wanted a divorce.

An Lin looked up calmly at Qin Mu, his eyes were an endless cold without a trace of tenderness for her.

She recalled the days since their marriage when he diligently played the role of a good husband, acting kind towards her on the surface.

Suddenly, she felt pathetic.

No matter how good he is on the surface, without her in his heart, it’s meaningless.

If he trusted her, truly loved her, he wouldn’t have questioned her like that upon hearing the recording.

Grasping the recorder, her hand tightened inch by inch until her fingers vaguely ached, but it barely alleviated a fraction of her heart’s pain.

“An Lin, let me hear the recorder.”

Mo Xiuchen’s voice suddenly sounded. After speaking, he stood up, extended his arm.

An Lin chuckled, suddenly feeling extremely exhausted, “Ah Mu, let’s part ways peacefully.”

Qin Mu’s eyes narrowed sharply, watching her hand the recorder to Mo Xiuchen, then looking at An Lin in shock moments later.

Wen Ran was astonished as she looked at the recorder in Mo Xiuchen’s hand.

In the silent living room, Gao Yuwen’s smug voice was heard, “An Lin, how about it, isn’t this recording quite convincing? If Ah Mu doesn’t trust you, do you know why? Because he has no feelings for you.”

“Originally, I planned to send it to Ah Mu, but your dad helped my dad. I’m someone who keeps my promises, so here’s the recording for you. Rest assured, I’m going abroad and won’t fight you for Ah Mu because I don’t want to follow in your footsteps.”

“Is this really Gao Yuwen trying to sow discord?” Wen Ran said excitedly, her eyes looking at An Lin and Qin Mu.

“Qin Mu, you misunderstood An Lin, you didn’t listen to the entire recording.”

It seemed that Qin Mu heard the first part without finishing the rest. And An Lin came today probably intending to end the marriage; whether or not Qin Mu would hear the latter part was unknown.

Qin Mu looked at An Lin, his gaze shifting instantly with a thousand changes, “Why did you admit it was you?”

“Because you were set on believing it. My explanation was useless.” An Lin spoke calmly and indifferently; she hadn’t finished listening either when he hadn’t.

“Both of you calm down; now that the misunderstanding is cleared, An Lin, that voice imitated you so closely, even we would think it was you. He misunderstood, and you didn’t explain…”

Mo Xiuchen slightly frowned as he looked at the two of them.

“We’ll discuss it when we get back.”

Qin Mu said, taking the recorder from Mo Xiuchen’s hands, bending down to pick up the agreement, then forcibly dragged An Lin out of the living room.

“Let go; I’ll walk by myself.”

An Lin, being dragged by him, stumbled a bit, finally struggling in anger.

Qin Mu turned his eyes, gave her a deep look, let go of her hand, and strode ahead.

In the living room, Wen Ran worriedly frowned. Could Qin Mu and An Lin resolve things peacefully at home?

Understanding her concerns, Mo Xiuchen stepped forward, pulled her to sit back on the sofa, and said gently, “Ranran, An Lin is likely hurt by Ah Mu’s distrust. But Ah Mu is a responsible person; if he’s wrong, he will apologize to An Lin.”

“I fear an apology might not suffice.” Wen Ran lowered her eyes, her lips gently pressed.

Mo Xiuchen understood her meaning; An Lin and Qin Mu never had feelings. When Qin Mu wanted to take responsibility, she was unwilling.

Now Qin Mu’s misunderstanding might have chilled her heart.

Earlier, Qin Mu even said such words, and An Lin, a woman with such strong pride, might be dead set on insisting on divorce.

“How could Gao Yuwen be so despicable?”

“She managed to explain a few things, likely genuinely grateful that An Lin’s father helped her father. Otherwise, as An Lin said, even her explanation would have been useless with the evidence right in front.”

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Qin Mu and An Lin got home after it got dark.

Upon entering and turning on the lights, the familiar sight in the room made An Lin’s heart ache briefly.

Her eyes swept around the entire living room. Although she and Qin Mu hadn’t lived there long together, back then, even if Qin Mu was driven by responsibility, her heart was full of warmth and hope.

She thought that one day, he would truly fall in love with her.

But now, she only found herself ridiculous.

If Qin Mu was going to like her, he should have liked her years ago. They grew up together as childhood sweethearts, yet he never liked her…

Living with a man whose heart belongs to another woman, having his presence but not his heart, each moment of such a life becomes a torturous ordeal.

She doesn’t want it!

The sudden sound of the phone’s ring broke the silence of the room.

Qin Mu had come out after putting the luggage in the bedroom. Seeing An Lin take out her phone and glancing at the caller ID on the screen, his eyes darkened, and he reached out, “Let me answer it.”

An Lin didn’t refuse; she also didn’t want to answer Gao Yuwen’s call.

She simply let him take it.

Taking the phone, Qin Mu’s long fingers pressed the answer button and placed the phone to his ear without speaking.

On the other end, Gao Yuwen, not hearing any sound, naturally assumed An Lin had answered the call, her bell-like laughter came through, “An Lin, have you divorced Ah Mu yet?”

If someone didn’t know any better, they’d think she and An Lin were friends.

The upbeat tone made it sound as if it was meant for friends, but the question she asked made one want to strangle her.