200: Chapter 194 You Have to Pay Me Back for My Child

Shen Yue snorted. "She definitely has feelings for you. Otherwise, why would she act like that?"

"Her having feelings for me is her business," Yu Heng said, resting his hand on her waist. "Don't take your mood out on me."

"Who told her to provoke me?" Shen Yueling turned her face away. "She's been acting weird and sarcastic ever since we got in the car."

Yu Heng squeezed her side. "Fine, I'll teach her a lesson in a bit and make her behave."

"And you still say you two have no relationship?" Shen Yueling turned back to stare at him. "You're already at the point where you can 'teach her a lesson'?"

"If there's no relationship, wouldn't teaching her a lesson create one?" Yu Heng chuckled, lowering his head to rub his nose against her forehead. "Why such a big reaction to her? Even if I have more women, haven't you already accepted it?"

Shen Yueling felt a bit itchy from the rubbing and shrank back. "I just feel like I don't get along with her; our personalities clash. Although Zhou Mengqi is... at least she knows her boundaries. This girl is just... rude."

"I get it." Yu Heng let go of her and turned to open the door. "Let's go out first. If we stay too long, they'll start overthinking."

When Yu Heng and Shen Yueling walked out of the room, He Mengyao was leaning against the window, looking outside.

"He Mengyao," Yu Heng walked to the center of the room, his voice low. "Come in for a moment."

Shen Yueling paused for a moment but didn't look back. She walked over to sit next to Zhou Mengqi and took out her phone as well.

He Mengyao turned from the window and glanced at Yu Heng.

She pursed her lips and walked toward the room Yu Heng had just come out of.

Yu Heng waited for her to enter, then closed the door.

"Lock the door," he said.

He Mengyao pressed the lock with a click. "What for?"

"Stand over here." Yu Heng looked up.

He Mengyao walked over and stood a step away from him.

"What's going on today?" Yu Heng asked in a flat tone.

"What do you mean 'what's going on'?" He Mengyao said.

"Ever since we got in the car," Yu Heng looked at her, "every word you've said has been provocative. Did Shen Yueling do something to you?"

"No." He Mengyao looked away. "Can't I just not stand the way she acts?"

"What way?"

"Acting like she's the lady of the house." He Mengyao's voice dropped. "What right does she have?"

Yu Heng gave a cold laugh. "Then who do you think should be the lady of the house? You?"

He Mengyao didn't speak; in her heart, she felt it should be her.

She was in her past life, and she should be in this one too.

Who did Shen Yueling think she was? Just a childhood friend.

"Speak," Yu Heng said.

"I didn't say that." He Mengyao bit her lower lip. "But why are you protecting her so much?"

"Then what? You two want to have a fight?" Yu Heng narrowed his eyes. "Pull each other's hair and see who's stronger?"

"I'm not that childish," He Mengyao rolled her eyes at him. "If I'm going to pull hair, it'll be yours."

"You'd dare pull my hair?" Yu Heng leaned back, supporting himself on the bed with his hands. "He Mengyao, have I been too indulgent with you?"

"What did I do?" She stiffened her neck. "What did I do wrong? Is it wrong to help you pick out clothes? Is it wrong to remind you to eat less spicy food?"

"The mistake is in your boundaries," Yu Heng said. "What is your status? Who gave you permission to control what I wear or eat?"

"I..." He Mengyao opened her mouth. "I'm your ex-wife!"

"That was in a past life," Yu Heng continued, his voice low. "I know what you're thinking, but who the hell could have predicted this rebirth? It's already happened, so we both need to look forward!"

"Look forward?" He Mengyao pursed her lips. "Then if I go find a man to sleep with tomorrow, you won't care?"

Yu Heng was speechless. If He Mengyao were to sincerely date someone, he really wouldn't care.

But if she were to degrade herself, he would definitely feel uneasy.

"You dare? Is that something you can just do casually?" Yu Heng narrowed his eyes. "Are you asking for a 'Starry Purple'?"

"What's your status?" He Mengyao's voice rose, but sensing that Yu Heng still cared about her, her voice softened. "What right do you have to hit me?"

"By the right that I could strip you and throw you on the bed right now!" Yu Heng threatened her.

He Mengyao pursed her lips and remained silent.

"I know what's on your mind. You have regrets, and I did too," Yu Heng looked at her and sighed. "But how rare is rebirth? You have money and plenty of youth now; why must you revolve around me?"

"We've been reborn, but the heart is still the same, the person is still the same, only the body is younger," He Mengyao murmured. "I don't have the energy to get to know someone new, and besides..."

By the end, He Mengyao's eyes were turning red...

Yu Heng narrowed his eyes. "And what?"

"And... I dreamed we had a child. He was so cute," He Mengyao's tears began to fall. "Yu Heng, do you remember those two months when I was always nauseous? I think I might have been pregnant when the car accident happened."

Hearing this, Yu Heng's heart skipped a beat.

Seeing He Mengyao cry, he finally dropped his guard, walked over, and pulled her into his arms.

"It's okay," Yu Heng stroked her back. "That was in the past life."

"You bastard..." He Mengyao sobbed. "Give me back my child..."

He Mengyao cried for a while before gradually stopping.

Yu Heng let go of her and pulled two tissues from the nightstand, handing them over.

"Wipe your face," he said.

He Mengyao took the tissues and blew her nose; her eyes and the tip of her nose were red.

"When we go out in a bit, they'll be able to tell," Yu Heng looked at her. "Get it under control."

"So what if they see?" He Mengyao said sullenly, crumpling the used tissue in her hand. "I'll just say you forced yourself on me."

"Nonsense," Yu Heng pinched her cheek. "I see you're not that sad if you still have the heart to joke."

"What else can I do?" He Mengyao said, her tears threatening to fall again. "It's already like this."

"Alright, alright," Yu Heng had no choice but to pull her back into his arms. "Let's not talk about it anymore."

That's just how it is between a couple; living together involves quarrels and bickering. Even if they fight to the point of divorce, as long as there are no issues of principle and someone is willing to yield, it passes.

He Mengyao's crying today had truly made him feel soft-hearted.

"Now you know how to coax me!" He Mengyao bit his shoulder. "Where was this earlier?"

"You weren't like this earlier," Yu Heng said with a smile. "If you had cried like this every time we fought, we wouldn't have even gotten divorced. You look quite cute when you cry, like a pear blossom in the rain. Why don't you cry more often in the future?"

"You're sick! You like watching people cry," He Mengyao snapped back, then continued, "What are you actually planning to do?"

"Planning to do about what?" Yu Heng pulled out a cigarette pack, thought for a moment, and stuffed it back into his pocket.

"About the two of us," He Mengyao looked up at him. "And... them."