Three girlfriends traveled through ancient times and killed people

Now, seeing his ex-wife again, Yang Ming'an felt a complicated emotion in his heart.

He walked slowly towards Yuling and said in a trembling voice, "Why...are you here?"

The ex-wife raised her head and saw Yang Mingan. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

She said calmly: "I need a job to make a living."

Yang Mingan opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

He looked at his ex-wife's tired face and rough hands, and his heart ached.

"I'm sorry..." Yang Ming'an finally uttered this belated apology.

The ex-wife shook her head slightly and said, "It's all in the past. What's the point of talking about this now?"

He silently watched his ex-wife busy at work, his heart filled with emotion.

He recalled the ordinary days they had spent together, which were without passion but full of warmth.

If he had cherished this warmth back then, perhaps they would be living a happy life now.

It’s a pity that he couldn’t let go of Ou Xiuzhu. Now Ou Xiuzhu has completely fallen in love with Xu Kai, and it’s time for him to let go.

Yang Ming'an stood quietly in the restaurant, his eyes always on Yuling, as if he wanted to engrave her every move into his mind.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally Yuling finished the work in her hands.

He took a deep breath and spoke again: "Are you...doing well now?" There was a barely perceptible tremor in his voice.

Yuling slowly raised her head and looked at him calmly. The former tenderness in her eyes was no longer there, but instead a kind of indifference and alienation.

She replied softly, "I'm doing okay. Although it's a bit hard, at least I can support myself." Her tone was firm and confident.

Yang Mingan felt a surge of sadness in his heart, and he couldn't help but think of the past. Those beautiful memories have now become sharp blades that sting him.

After a moment of silence, he said with difficulty: "If...if you have any difficulties, please tell me and I will do my best to help you."

Yuling smiled slightly, with a hint of stubbornness in her smile, "No, I can take care of myself. Thank you for your concern."

After saying that, she turned and left, leaving Yang Mingan standing there alone, looking at her departing back, unable to let it go for a long time.

Suddenly, a girl came in with a schoolbag on her back and called out to Yuling cheerfully, "Mom, I'm done with school!"

When Yuling heard the sound, she was so nervous that her whole body trembled. She quickly covered the girl's mouth with her hands, fearing that she would make any sound.

Because she was afraid of being heard by Yang Mingan.

However, Yang Ming'an was still keenly aware of something unusual. He immediately looked towards the door and saw a young girl standing there.

"She calls you mom. Whose child is she?" Yang Ming'an's face suddenly turned gloomy. He stared at the girl in front of him who looked somewhat like him.

The girl looked to be about twenty years old, slender and youthful.

Yang Mingan couldn't help but feel confused and uneasy.

Twenty years old? Could it be that he got pregnant that night when he was drunk and had sex with Yuling?

If this child is really his, then...

Yang Mingan's expression became complicated, showing both surprise and guilt.

He didn't know how to face this sudden fact.

He had never thought that he would have such a daughter, and he had always felt guilty towards Yuling.

Why didn’t Yuling tell him anything?

If the child was really his, he would definitely not make life so difficult for the mother and daughter.

He will fulfill his responsibilities as a father and give them more care and support.

Yuling saw the change in Yang Mingan's expression and guessed what he might be thinking.

She hurriedly explained: "She is the daughter of me and my current husband."

Her tone was firm and decisive, leaving no room for doubt.

Yuling knew that Yang Mingan had misunderstood, but she didn't intend to give him any hope.

She no longer wanted to have anything to do with Yang Mingan.

After all, twenty years have passed, and she no longer needs the husband whose heart and eyes were once filled with another woman.

She now just wants to live a peaceful life and take good care of herself and her daughter.

After hearing what Yuling said, Yang Ming'an showed a trace of disappointment and helplessness on his face.

He turned and left in disappointment. He knew that some things could never be recovered once they were missed.

Perhaps, this is fate.

After Yang Mingan left, the girl slowly spoke. She looked into Yuling's eyes and asked softly, "Mom, he is my dad, right?!"

Yuling showed a surprised expression on her face and asked quickly: "How did you know!?"

The girl smiled and explained calmly, "Mom, I'm twenty years old, not a child. You were so nervous just now because you didn't want him to know I existed. Besides, I've seen photos of him when he was young in your room."

Yuling sighed, gently stroked her daughter's hand, a hint of complicated emotions flashed in her eyes.

The girl was silent for a moment, then looked seriously into Yuling's eyes and asked, "Now that you know, will you recognize him?"

Yuling shook her head and answered firmly: "I don't think it's necessary. I'm past the age where I need fatherly love. He is just a stranger to me."

The girl couldn't help but ask, "Just, Mom, you loved him, didn't you? Do you still love him now?"

Yuling was slightly startled, her eyes were a little confused, as if she was lost in memories. After a long time, she slowly said: "It's been so long, even if I loved you before, it's too late now."

The girl held Yuling's hand tightly and comforted her: "In this case, let's not let him affect our lives."

Yuling showed a relieved smile, touched her daughter's head, and said with emotion: "Well, let's live our own lives and ignore him."

Once upon a time, Yuling was full of expectations and desires for Yang Mingan's love, but each time it was ruthlessly broken, and her heart gradually became exhausted.

Now, when she faced Yang Mingan again, her heart was as calm as water, without the slightest ripple.

Perhaps this is fate's arrangement, making them go on different paths and no longer have any intersection.

So let it be, everything is over, leaving only memories and a faint sadness.

Yang Ming'an walked on the street in a daze, the girl's face and Yuling's firm words constantly appearing in his mind.

His heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and it hurt so much.

He thought back to his past actions and regret surged into his heart like a tide.

How could he be so foolish as to miss such a good woman like Yuling?

If he had let go of Ou Xiuzhu and cherished the days with Yuling, perhaps they would be a happy family now.

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world.