Chang Haotian’s heart was deeply pierced, "So I’m an outsider, not Ye’er’s biological father. Su Qingyue, I’ve waited for you for more than five years, and this is how you treat me; your heart is made of iron!" "You only realize today?" Facing his painful expression, her facial expression was completely indifferent. He clenched his fists tightly, eyes flickering with a storm of restrained fury. It was the rage of utmost hurt, but he quickly calmed down, "Qing’er, just consider that I’m begging you. No... I’ve been searching for you all these years, begging for you. For you, I can humble myself to the dust. To avoid any fissure between us and Ye’er, I deliberately spread the news that Ye’er is our flesh and blood. Qing’er, I’m not an outsider, I’m someone who deeply loves you. I’m begging you to give me a chance, just once, give me one chance, and I will cherish it till the end of the world and lifespan." Being loved by such an outstanding man for five years, confessed so sincerely, even a person made of iron would be touched. Saying she wasn’t moved would be false, but being moved wasn’t love. If she didn’t reject him thoroughly, it would only hurt him deeper. "A missed opportunity is a missed opportunity; there is affinity but no destiny. Why force it?" "As long as you..." Before he could finish, she interrupted decisively, "I won’t give you a chance." "Are you really so heartless?" His few sharp features were filled with pain. "Taking a step back, the vast sea and sky, letting go is a supreme love. I hope Master Chang can fulfill this, and not let it escalate to the point of mutual ruin." She said somberly, then walked towards the outside of the small courtyard. Outside the courtyard, Xiao Yuchuan stood there, moved. His expression clearly showed he had overheard her conversation with Chang Haotian. Yinzhu also stood by, unable to help but admire the young Lady’s iron will. Yet if not , then what? No matter what, in her heart, she still felt the son-in-law was better. Back when Yinzhu roamed the martial world, she naively fell for a heartless man, losing her name and body. Though now she was merely a servant at thirty-one or thirty-two, she didn’t plan to remarry. Ye’er was so adorable, and she loved him like a son, also respecting him as her master. No matter how deep Master Chang’s love for the young Lady might be, in her heart, Ye’er was more important, and the son-in-law was Ye’er’s biological father. Su Qingyue paid no attention to the two of them and continued forward. Chang Haotian was like a defeated rooster, his shoulders slumped, standing there as if the whole world had abandoned him. Xiao Yuchuan originally hated Chang Haotian, to the point of harboring killing intent several times. Who’s to blame for him always trying to steal my wife? At this moment, he actually found Chang Haotian a bit pitiful, because no matter what he did, even if he shamelessly tried to please Xiao Yuchuan’s son, his wife wouldn’t give him any chance. Everything was merely Mr. Chang’s self-inflicted sentiment. He would not sympathize. He knew his wife, over the past five years, her internal strength had made deep progress, confidently aware he was eavesdropping outside the courtyard. Her words with Mr. Chang were also a side explanation to him. Explaining that there was nothing improper between her and Chang Haotian, explaining that she once said words in front of him in anger, that he wasn’t as good as Mr. Chang, such nonsense she didn’t care about at all. What she wanted wasn’t the strongest man, but a man who could deeply love her. Everything prioritized her, nothing more important than her. He also understood that the reason she returned to him was mainly because of Little Ye’er. It was for the son that she reunited with him.