The Billionaire's Mischievous Sweetheart-Chapter 731 - 728: Not Wanting to be a Powerful Woman
Actually, she never wanted to be a powerhouse woman. She just wanted someone by her side, someone to talk to, someone who would always support her and be good to both her daughter and herself. That was all she desired. However, achieving this seemingly simple goal still posed some difficulties.
But no matter what, she was determined to work hard to make it a reality. Only then could they all truly find happiness and be happy.
Hua Xiaomo watched as Candy fell asleep. In that moment, she gently stroked the child’s small cheek and softly kissed her little forehead. Her own happiness, it seemed, had truly arrived, warming her heart.
After watching Candy fall asleep, Hua Xiaomo slowly stood up and left the room. When she returned to her own room, her mind was a whirlwind of confusion. Some things shouldn’t have been said, she thought. Words, once spoken, can inflict deep wounds. And once uttered, how can they be retracted? She felt a flush of embarrassment, chiding herself, I should have handled things more calmly.
How will Qi Longbing see me now? she wondered. What could he be thinking? I truly hope he’s alright. She genuinely wished he could maintain his current stability and his spiritual power; that was her greatest desire. Right now, I really wish I could see Qi Longbing, she admitted to herself.
A touch of irony surfaced. Have I actually grown accustomed to Qi Longbing being with me every day? She knew, however, that her immediate focus had to be on creating a good life for herself and Candy, and on her work. I can’t afford to dwell on anything else, she resolved.
Qi Longbing still hasn’t divorced, the thought nagged at her. When will he finally be able to, so he can truly be with me? This uncertainty was genuinely exhausting. Even so, she concluded, I feel I should be with Qi Longbing, and with my daughter. That is the only right path.
Just then, as Hua Xiaomo was about to go to bed, her phone rang. It vibrated incessantly, displaying Qi Longbing’s number, leaving her unsure whether to answer.
I already broke up with him, she hesitated. If I answer now, what will others think? Will they gossip about me?
But no matter what, she truly liked him, deeply loved him, and cherished him immensely. I hope he can stay with me, just by my side, she wished. That would be enough.
Hua Xiaomo quickly answered the call; the number was all too familiar. It was none other than Qi Longbing.
I should hang up, she knew, even as she answered. Why is he still calling like this?
Perhaps she just couldn’t let go of her feelings for him. The thought was almost unbearable. I honestly love him, I like him so much. I feel I can’t leave him; he’s my true haven of happiness. I really can’t live without him—I miss him so much. I hope he can stay with me forever—that’s all I want. A wave of unexpected excitement washed over her.
Hua Xiaomo spoke into the phone, "Qi Longbing, why is it you? What do you want with me now? Besides, I really don’t think you should be calling anymore. It’s very late. What’s the point of calling me? This kind of hurt can’t just be settled like this!"
At her words, Qi Longbing felt a sharp twinge of pain.
But I’m afraid to see her, he thought. I’m really afraid she’ll drive me away again. If that happened, it would truly hurt me. I prefer the Hua Xiaomo who lived peacefully and securely in the villa.
"Hua Xiaomo," he began, "are you still mad at me? I don’t know how intense your anger is. My honest words might seem like an overwhelming torrent, like a volcano, but I truly hope you can see the kind of person I am."
"I’m not that kind of person," Qi Longbing said quickly. "I hope that being together with you means we share a common wish, a common goal to strive for happiness. That would be entirely satisfying to me. That’s really how I feel—I’m genuinely moved, very, very happy."
Through this call, he wanted to convey his feelings, his hope that Hua Xiaomo and Candy could be by his side, so he could accompany them both on an important journey. He also hoped they could both contribute to their shared life, just as he wanted to.
This would make him feel incredibly happy and fulfilled, utterly intoxicated by their potential happiness together. He truly loved Hua Xiaomo; his love penetrated deep into his bones—he couldn’t be without her. The feeling she gave him was so pure and true, and it had seeped deeply into him, creating a rhythm within him that he felt he couldn’t control. He loved her intensely, missed her intensely, wishing she would stay with him forever and ever.
A subtle heaviness settled in Hua Xiaomo’s eyes. I didn’t expect him to say such things, she thought, a pang of pain accompanying his words.
"Qi Longbing, what are you trying to achieve by saying these things now?" she asked. "My stance hasn’t changed. I just want you to take a good, hard look at yourself, figure out what you’re truly thinking, and what you really want. Once you’ve sorted all that out, then it will be fine for you to come find me!"
"As for not having thought everything through before, that’s fine by me. Please, take your time to consider everything, alright? If you think it through properly, you won’t have these frustrating problems. Once you’ve sorted things out, you won’t have to suffer like this. I know I’ve always loved and liked you, and I’ve wanted to connect with you. But perhaps you should have been clearer with me, because fundamentally, we’re not so different."
"I trusted you so much. I believed you also had my best interests at heart. But I see you’re still overthinking things. So why are you letting our love fade away?"







