The Surrogate Bride of the Colonel He

715. Who Else Can You Marry Except Me?

Translator: Irisjo

When he heard Yan Xingwei’s apology, Xiao Ling’s tears streamed down and all the grievance hidden in his heart for these past few years was released at this moment.

“I’ve always thought you would take up the responsibility for me, but you just ignored me as if nothing had happened between us. You didn’t even look me twice in the army and nor did you even recognize me,” Xiao Ling cried and sobbed.

Yan Xingwei was also very sad to hear it. He gently pulled Xiao Ling into his arms and apologized again, “I’m sorry.”

Xiao Ling cried without saying a word and fell into Yan Xingwei’s embrace.

“Well, I suck at remembering faces. I can’t remember others’ appearance. I didn’t deliberately ignore you. I mean it.”

Yan Xingwei suddenly said embarrassedly, even his voice sounded unnatural, and the usual righteousness in his voice disappeared as well.

“Suck at remembering faces?” Xiao Ling sniffed in confusion.

Being pressed on like that, Yan Xingwei became even more embarrassed. He was the kind of person who couldn’t find any interest in anything and couldn’t remember any one. As time went on, he felt that people looked alike and gradually he couldn’t recognize other people except Xu Yangyi’s family and his own family.

“I’m definitely not avoiding responsibility. Nevertheless, if you had told me the truth, I would definitely remember!”

At first, he was afraid that Xiao Ling would mistake him as trying to avoid responsibility, but the last sentence sounded like he was blaming Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling cried even harder when he heard it, “What do you mean? Are you saying that it was all my fault? So it was me who was to blame!” tears droped down his cheeks as though pearls droped after the strand broke, and then he added a word, “Scumbag.” He seemed wronged, but there was an indescribable cuteness in it.

“S– Scumbag?”

This was the first time Yan Xingwei was scolded as such, “What  scumbag? Didn’t I say that? I suck at remembering faces.”

“Excuse! It’s an excuse. You just said that to avoid responsibility, scumbag.”

He scolded Yan Xingwei as he wiped his tears, but he still sounded cute.

“I already told you it’s not.”

Yan Xingwei, who was interrupted, was a little angry, especially when Xiao Ling called him scumbag twice.

‘How come I’m a scumbag? Apart from him, I have never liked anyone in my life. How can he called me a scumbag and even twice.’

“Yes, you are. You’re a scumbag! Suck at remembering faces? You just don’t want to be responsible.”

Yan Xingwei snorted. Though he seemed angry, seeing that Xiao Ling was crying so sadly, he couldn’t vent off his temper.

“Yes, yes, yes, I’m a scumbag, alright? What are you crying for? You can cry when you become a widower after I die!”

“I’m not your wife. How will I become a widower after you die? You are taking advantage of me.” He even punched softly at Yan Xingwei, which was quite enchanting, as he said it.

“I’ve already f*cked you. What more advantage can I take? Besides, who else can you marry except me?”

Yan Xingwei said confidently, as if Xiao Ling would certainly marry him.

“Who is going to marry? I’m a man,” Xiao Ling retorted shyly.

“Isn’t Yangyi a man too? He’s married!”

‘He even said he wouldn’t marry, but he is not shy to show his desire of marriage on his face.’

“Xu Yangyi is Xu Yangyi and I am me. We are different.”

“Yes, alright, it’s not you who want to get marry. It’s me, okay?” How could he be so stubborn?