Reborn as a Rich Woman in the Eighties
Chapter 432 - 431: You Should Hate Me

Chapter 432: Chapter 431: You Should Hate Me

Luo Yue laughed out of sheer anger, "You must be very rich, huh? Is buying just one new house to make amends too stingy? Shouldn’t real compensation involve buying us an entire street?

If you can’t do that, then don’t come before me! I hate you! I don’t want to see you at all!

If you had never shown up, my mother and I would have been living well!

I am not an illegitimate child, nor was my mother pregnant out of wedlock!

But because of your appearance! Everything has changed!!"

She looked at this middle-aged man who was still handsome and charismatic, feeling very distressed.

Actually, she had had a good impression of him the first time she saw him.

When he said he was an old friend of her mother’s, she was even thrilled!

Little did she know, he was actually her biological father!

Lu Pengcheng’s expression instantly stiffened, he knew his daughter definitely hated him and wouldn’t easily acknowledge him!

He never dared to hope for too much!

Yet, when he heard from her that she hated him and didn’t want to see him, his heart truly ached!

It felt as if someone was gouging his heart out with a knife repeatedly!

"Luo Yue! You should hate me! I am sorry to you all..."

Luo Yue stopped looking at him and shifted her gaze aside, this time and place being empty was perfect for saying a bit more.

Before, even bearing the stigma of being an old maid, she felt quite happy to be alive!

But fate played its cruel hand, and he and his family appeared in their mother-daughter life.

Bringing unpredictable harm! She didn’t want to see him appearing before her again and again!

She didn’t want him to disturb the peaceful life she had with her mother!

She held back the tears that were about to fall and slightly lifted her head, "Now I’m already thirty-three, what use is your apology? Can it make everything start over?"

Lu Pengcheng was silent, he wanted a restart more than anyone, but sadly that was impossible!

He carefully asked, "Why haven’t you married yet? Can you tell me?" He had many guesses since his last visit.

Luo Yue coldly laughed, "Sure! Because in my twenties, the man I loved reached for a higher branch and left me behind!

He despised me, saying I was good-looking but good for nothing! I had no father, just a widowed mother! Our home was so poor that I couldn’t provide him any support or help!"

She said and sarcastically laughed, "If only you had been there then, if I had a leader as a father, he would surely have clung to me like a leech! It would have been me dumping him, not him dumping me!"

Lu Pengcheng’s eyes filled with both guilt and rage, angry that someone had hurt his daughter like that, and he was completely oblivious to it all!

"I’m sorry! All of this is my fault!"

He didn’t know what he should do to make up for the mistakes he had made!

He also didn’t know how he could compensate them in the future!

At that moment, someone from a distance called out Luo Yue’s name, she replied, and used turning around as an excuse to wipe the tears from her eyes.

When she looked back at Lu Pengcheng again, her expression was cold, "You have your own wife and children; my mother has me. Don’t come looking for me anymore! Don’t appear in our lives again! That would be the greatest compensation you could give us!"

Lu Pengcheng watched his daughter’s retreating figure, his heart felt as if it were being cut with a knife.

But since he had come, he could not leave without seeing Luo Xinyan.

When he reached Luo Xinyan’s front door, he was greeted by a door bolted from the inside.

After knocking gently a few times, Luo Xinyan, who had come out of the house, asked who it was.

He didn’t know if she would open the door for him after he answered.

As Luo Xinyan approached the door, she asked again, "Who is it?"

"It’s me!" Lu Pengcheng finally spoke laboriously, "Xinyan! I want to talk to you!"

He knew all the faults were his, but he couldn’t just walk away because she and her daughter hated him.

He wanted to help them as much as he could, even if it meant making their lives slightly better.

Upon hearing it was him, Luo Xinyan experienced a mix of shock and anger, her voice low and angry,

"Just go away! We have nothing to discuss! Whether you divorce or not has nothing to do with me! Even if you got divorced, I wouldn’t care about you! Lu Pengcheng! Don’t make me hate you more!"

"Xinyan, don’t be angry!" Lu Pengcheng stood outside, explaining softly through the wooden door, "Don’t worry, I won’t divorce now! My mother had a stroke from my infuriation and is still hospitalized!"

Luo Xinyan, inside the door, was utterly shocked by Fang Youlan’s condition, having once cursed the old lady, wishing she’d die sooner rather than later.

She hadn’t expected things to turn out this way so soon.

Later, after they’d left, her daughter had told her that the old lady’s condition was not that severe.

As Lu Pengcheng heard no response for a long time, he pleaded softly, "Xinyan, can you open the door, please? We don’t have to talk about anything else, but shouldn’t we discuss Luo Yue’s situation? She’s already over thirty..."

Lu Pengcheng didn’t dare mention anything about compensation, fearing Luo Xinyan wouldn’t even let him inside the house.

Hearing him mention her daughter, Luo Xinyan hesitated. As a mother, how could she not want the best for her daughter?

But reality was harsh, and what she could provide her daughter was limited; she couldn’t give her a good life!

In the end, Luo Xinyan slowly unlocked the door.

Only then did Lu Pengcheng’s heart settle, and he followed Luo Xinyan inside the house.

He saw an open sewing machine on the bedroom floor with a long piece of dark blue fabric under the needle, and around the side of the bed, six or seven differently sized fabric-swathed rolls.

Lu Pengcheng, surprised, asked, "What is this? It doesn’t seem like a job for your own house."

Luo Xinyan answered indifferently, "I’m doing sewing work for others!"

Lu Pengcheng looked at her concernedly, "Can your body handle this?"

"It’s not tiring!" Luo Xinyan said dismissively, "Besides, staying home in retirement is uncomfortable, might as well keep busy!"

Lu Pengcheng felt a pang in his heart; did she have to work so hard if it were not for earning some money to support the household?

But he feared saying the wrong thing that might upset her and push her to kick him out!

Luo Xinyan was very indifferent, not even offering him a cup of water.

"Lu Pengcheng! If you have something to say, say it and then you can leave!"

"Alright," Lu Pengcheng understood she still harbored hatred for him, and if not for his daughter, she might not have even let him in, "Xinyan, I know I have wronged you and your daughter! No matter what I do, I cannot fully make up for my mistakes!

Now that Luo Yue is over thirty, I want to ask how she feels about her job? Does she want to change jobs?"

Luo Xinyan responded coldly, "Her job is okay! Even if she changes her job, what else can she do?"

Lu Pengcheng quickly said, "Let’s not talk about her job then! I want to buy a house for my daughter, which place do you think would be suitable?" He didn’t dare say it was for both of them, fearing Luo Xinyan would refuse.

Especially after hearing what Luo Yue had mentioned about the disparaging remarks from neighbors about her and her mother, he felt buying a house was urgent, and they couldn’t continue living here.