YOU INSISTED ON MARRYING ME

Bai Qing was startled. 

She turned and saw Lin Mo. "Cousin, it's you." 

Lin Mo curled his lips, "Is there something wrong between you and Mo Xiao?" 

"Cousin, why would you think that?" Bai Qing blinked. 

She was like a fresh, juicy peach, her eyes glistening with life. 

"The Yun family told me that Yun Qiqi has returned," Lin Mo stated bluntly. 

The smile on Bai Qing's face gradually faded, "So, everyone knows now." 

The Yun family knew Bai Qing had married Mo Xiao. 

The true daughter of the Yun family, Yun Rou, though not fond of Yun Qiqi, still liked Mo Xiao. 

Thus, when Mo Xiao married Bai Qing, Yun Rou mocked her. 

She said Bai Qing was overestimating herself, thinking she could rise by being a substitute. 

At that time, Bai Qing indeed overestimated herself. 

She also believed she could turn her life around. 

But a salted fish turning over is still a salted fish. 

Lin Mo gazed at Bai Qing's sorrowful expression, his heart aching for her. 

He raised his hand, wanting to pat her head, but in the end, his palm landed on Bai Xue. 

"Qingqing, if you need help, don't hesitate to come to me," Lin Mo's voice was gentle. "I'll do everything for you, just as before." 

Bai Qing tilted her head, frowning, "Cousin, what are you talking about?" 

She didn't understand a single word. 

Lin Mo looked at her, as if on the verge of saying something, "Bai Qing, actually, ten years ago..." 

"Lin Mo, you're still here?" Shen Wan walked out. "There are some crabs left; take them home for your mother, she'll love them." 

"Alright, Auntie," Lin Mo nodded. 

He reached out and took the box of crabs from Shen Wan's hands. 

"Drive safely," Shen Wan reminded. 

Lin Mo nodded again, "Don't worry, Auntie. Go back inside." 

"Okay." Shen Wan glanced at Bai Qing before turning to leave. 

Once Shen Wan had gone, Bai Qing asked softly, "Cousin, what were you saying just now? What happened ten years ago? Did we even know each other then?" 

Lin Mo's gaze was tender, "I'll tell you later." 

After she divorced Mo Xiao. 

By then, the timing would be right. 

"I'm leaving," Lin Mo said faintly. 

Bai Qing frowned, sensing something off about Lin Mo. 

"What were you two talking about?" Mo Xiao emerged from the shadows. 

Lin Mo had already walked far. 

"Nothing," Bai Qing shook her head. 

"But I saw the two of you talking for quite a while," Mo Xiao's voice was cold. 

He had been watching from the second floor and had seen everything. 

"We were just sharing tips on raising dogs," Bai Qing said softly. 

"Raising dogs?" Mo Xiao sneered, "As far as I know, Bai Xue isn't even raised by you." 

"Yes, you're right. My dog's name is Dahei," Bai Qing replied coquettishly. 

Mo Xiao instantly understood she was mocking him. "Bai Qing!" 

"Did I say anything wrong, dog-man?" Bai Qing's courage in the Mo family residence had grown. 

"Very well. I see you have no will to live tonight," Mo Xiao tugged at his tie. 

Bai Qing mustered her courage, "If you touch me, I'll send the marks you left on my body to Yun Qiqi!" 

"You wouldn't dare!" Mo Xiao's handsome face darkened. 

"If you bully me, I will!" Bai Qing had reached her breaking point. 

Why should she endure all this pain in silence? 

"You've got guts." Mo Xiao was enraged by her. 

Bai Qing felt a surge of satisfaction. 

"Mo Xiao, Qingqing, why don't you two stay here tonight and head back tomorrow?" Shen Wan approached. 

"Mother, we should leave," Mo Xiao said coolly, "Bai Qing isn't comfortable staying here." 

"I feel perfectly comfortable," Bai Qing tried to defy Mo Xiao. "If you want to leave, go by yourself. I'm staying." 

Mo Xiao was displeased. 

If she stayed, he couldn't leave either. 

If he left, it would raise suspicions with the Mo family matriarch. 

But he had promised Yun Qiqi he would return. 

He squinted at Bai Qing, silently urging her to cooperate. 

Instead, Bai Qing linked arms with Shen Wan, "Mother, I want to learn some law from you, especially the Marriage Law." 

"Of course," Shen Wan nodded, "It just so happens that your father-in-law is away on business, I have time tonight." 

"Let's go." Bai Qing smiled, her dimples shallow yet sweet. 

Shen Wan couldn't understand why Mo Xiao didn't like Bai Qing. 

Clearly, this little wife was so endearing. 

Mo Xiao could only watch Bai Qing coldly. 

Bai Qing stayed in Shen Wan's room for two hours. 

During that time, Mo Xiao messaged her, urging her to go home with him. 

She ignored him. 

Shen Wan, perceptive as ever, noticed Bai Qing's face change whenever she looked at her phone. 

She knew exactly what was going on. 

"Mother, I'm going to my room now," Bai Qing faked a yawn. 

"Alright," Shen Wan's almond-shaped eyes were thoughtful, "Qingqing, no matter what, we are your family." 

Bai Qing was taken aback, then smiled, "Mm." 

She turned and left Shen Wan's room, heading to Mo Xiao's. 

The moment she entered, Mo Xiao grabbed her wrist, his gaze filled with hostility, "Bai Qing, stop playing games!" 

"Mo Xiao, let go!" Bai Qing winced in pain. "No one's stopping you from seeing Yun Qiqi. The door's wide open. Go if you want, but why should I cover for you? Why are you so despicable!" 

Did her feelings mean nothing? 

Why did he have to treat her this way? 

"You brought this on yourself," Mo Xiao said coldly, "I told you three years ago I would never love you, but you insisted on marrying me." 

"Yes, three years ago, I was foolish, thinking I could warm this stone heart of yours over time," Bai Qing's eyes reddened. "Mo Xiao, ten years ago..." 

She had just started to speak when Mo Xiao's phone rang. 

Mo Xiao answered, his eyes darkening. 

"Qiqi, I'm here," Mo Xiao's voice was soft and tender. "I know, don't cry. I'm coming right back." 

When he hung up, his gaze turned icy, "Put on your coat and come with me." 

Bai Qing bit her lip, "No." 

She didn't want to be alone in the cold, empty house. 

"Bai Qing, it's useless. Do you think hiding in the old house means we won't divorce?" Mo Xiao gripped her chin. "Think of your uncle. Cross me, and will I let him off?" 

Bai Qing froze. 

"Go get dressed." Mo Xiao released her. "I'll wait for you in the car. If you're not down in five minutes, you can start planning your uncle's funeral." 

With that, Mo Xiao left. 

Bai Qing's legs went weak, and she leaned against the wall for support. 

Her eyes were bloodshot, but she forced herself not to cry. 

Mo Xiao was truly ruthless. 

In the end, she was just a stand-in. What could she possibly expect from him? 

She closed her eyes, tears falling. 

Then she wiped them with the back of her hand, put on her coat, and headed downstairs. 

Mo Xiao was already waiting in the car, growing impatient. 

He urged Bai Qing to hurry up. 

Bai Qing got in, choosing to sit in the back seat. 

She used to always sit in the front. 

Mo Xiao's brow twitched. He didn't like this silent rebellion from Bai Qing. 

He preferred her obedient, compliant.