Step on Land

Mang HuaZhen had watched Madam Mu walk down the shore from behind the line of trees that scattered around the far perimeters of the island. 

She was stepping along the edge of the water, hands gently brushing over her abdomen, and he felt it inappropriate to walk over and interrupt her moment of peace.

There was worry creasing her brows - it must be Liu Ximeng, again.

This time, how long will it be before the bastard leaves again? 

Mang HuaZhen shook his head as he sat back, leaning against a smooth tree trunk.

How long has it been?

Mang HuaZhen let the full moon caress his cheeks with its cold light. 

Tao would be 20 soon. 

Even though Mang HuaZhen hadn't cared for Tao as much as he had promised madam Mu, at least XueYa had picked the kid up and looked after the boy on his behalf. 

XueYa… Mang HuaZhen truly hoped his knucklehead of a son didn't come to find him. For once, that child could listen to his father.