The CEO is domineering, the devil Boss is addicted to pampering

Chapter 1416 Yunrui's Sincere Words: This should have been signed at the hospital.

Qi Ruixiang looked at the mother and daughter, who were trembling with sobs, and felt as if his heart was being slowly tortured. Every breath he took was filled with sharp pain. He slowly walked forward, wanting to reach out and hug them, to comfort them, but just as he was about to touch Yang Xiaotang, she pushed him away violently.

"Don't touch me!" Yang Xiaotang's voice was thick with nasal tone, yet unusually firm, like a cold wall that shut him out completely. "Qi Ruixiang, get out! I don't want to see you again! Get out of here!"

"Xiao Tang, I know I was wrong, I know I'm a bastard, please give me another chance, okay?" Qi Ruixiang's voice was pleading. He knelt down with a thud, his knees hitting the floor heavily with a dull thud. "I will never leave you again. I will make it up to you and Niannian. I will be a good husband and a good father... I beg you, Xiao Tang."

Yang Xiaotang became increasingly agitated. She cried and pounded the ground with her hands, repeatedly shouting "Go away" and "I hate you," on the verge of a breakdown.

Yang Bin stood aside, watching his daughter cry her heart out, feeling extremely distressed, and his eyes also reddened.

He couldn't bear to watch any longer. He quickly stepped forward, gently wrapped his arms around Yang Xiaotang's waist from behind, and carefully held her and the child in his arms. "Xiaotang, don't cry, don't cry, Daddy's here, okay?" Yang Bin's voice was as gentle as water, completely different from the fierceness he had shown Yang Ruixiang just now. "With Daddy here, no one can bully you and Niannian anymore."

He gently patted Yang Xiaotang's back, soothing her with tenderness, then looked down to comfort Niannian in his arms, saying, "Niannian, be good, Grandpa's here, don't be afraid." Then he raised his head, his eyes glaring coldly at Qi Ruixiang on the ground, his tone full of warning: "Shut up! Can't you see what state Xiaotang is in? What's the use of saying this now? Go to the guest room and reflect on your actions!"

Yang Xiaotang leaned against her father's chest, as if she had found a support. Her crying gradually subsided, but she was still sobbing slightly.

Yang Bin held his daughter and granddaughter, feeling their trembling bodies in his arms. His anger flared up again, but he could only suppress it—the most important thing now was to soothe his daughter's emotions.

He knew that his daughter was the one he loved most in his life. He agreed to let her marry Qi Ruixiang because he believed that Qi Ruixiang could bring her happiness, but he never expected that she would suffer so much in the end.

"Xiaotang, come back to your room with Daddy and rest, okay?" Yang Bin's voice was still gentle. "Niannian is tired too, she should take a nap. Leave things here to Daddy, I'll handle it." He carefully helped Yang Xiaotang stand up and slowly walked towards the bedroom. After a few steps, he turned back and glared at Qi Ruixiang.

Qi Ruixiang knelt on the ground, watching Yang Bin carry Yang Xiaotang and Niannian into the bedroom. The moment the bedroom door gently closed, he felt all his strength drain away, and he collapsed to the ground. He was left alone in the living room, the air still filled with Yang Xiaotang's cries and the faint scent of baby milk, along with his own travel-worn smell, making him seem out of place.

He raised his hand and touched his reddened cheek; the pain was excruciating, but it paled in comparison to the pain in his heart.

After settling Yang Xiaotang and Niannian in, Yang Bin quickly came out of the bedroom. He didn't turn on the lights; the living room was only illuminated by the setting sun streaming in through the window, casting a cold, hard silhouette on his figure.

He walked up to Qi Ruixiang, looking down at him with a cold disappointment in his eyes instead of the rage he had shown earlier.

"Get up. Who are you kneeling for? Xiao Tang won't forgive you just because you're kneeling here."

Qi Ruixiang slowly stood up from the ground, his knees numb and without feeling. He lowered his head, not daring to look Yang Bin in the eye, like a student who had done something wrong. "Dad, I..."

"Don't give me that nonsense." Yang Bin interrupted him, walked to the sofa and sat down, pointing to the chair opposite him. "Sit." He took out a cigarette case from his pocket, pulled out a cigarette, but didn't light it, just fiddled with it between his fingers. "Do you know how Xiao Tang has been these past few days?"

Qi Ruixiang's body stiffened, he shook his head, and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't know... but I can guess that she must have suffered a lot."

"Guessed?" Yang Bin scoffed, tossing his cigarette onto the coffee table. "You'd never guess! She just finished her postpartum confinement period, and because she missed you and worried about you, she developed postpartum depression. She couldn't sleep night after night, and her hair was falling out in clumps. Once, she stood on the balcony holding Niannian all night long. If I hadn't gotten up in the middle of the night to find her, the consequences would have been unimaginable." Yang Bin paused, his eyes filled with undisguised pity. "And you, on the other hand, were living the high life as a 'hero rescuing a damsel in distress' in the Golden Triangle, completely forgetting about our whole family."

Qi Ruixiang lowered his head even further, his fingers gripping his trouser leg tightly until his knuckles turned white. "I'm sorry to Xiaotang, I'm sorry to you and Auntie, and I'm especially sorry to Niannian."

"How much is the word 'I'm sorry' worth? Can it cure Xiaotang's insomnia? Can it ensure that Niannian's childhood is free from the absence of her father?" Yang Bin's voice suddenly rose. "What did I tell you back then? I said that Xiaotang had just given birth and needed someone to take care of her the most. The police would handle the Gu family's affairs; it wasn't your place to risk your life! And what did you do? You ignored my words, leaving without a second thought, rarely even calling back! If it weren't for Cangying occasionally letting me know you were safe, I would have thought you were already dead out there!"

Qi Ruixiang's shoulders trembled slightly, and tears fell again. "I was too hasty back then. Yunxi is someone I've watched grow up; I couldn't just stand by and watch something happen to her. I thought I'd be back soon, but I never expected..."

"Is it that you didn't expect it to drag on until now, or are you regretting that it only dragged on until now?" Yang Bin interrupted him.

"Dad..." His voice was so dry it sounded like it was being squeezed out of the sand; he wanted to explain but couldn't find the right words.

Until Yang Bin pulled out a stack of A4 papers from somewhere, the sight of which made Qi Ruixiang keep swallowing!

"What does this mean?" he asked knowingly, his voice trembling slightly, though he himself didn't realize it—he was afraid of hearing the worst answer, afraid that all the guilt he had accumulated over this period would really end with the word "divorce."

Yang Bin finally raised his eyes, his cloudy pupils gleaming coldly in the twilight. The rage he had shown before was gone, replaced by an almost cruel calm.

He pulled a cigarette from the pack, the lighter clicked and lit up, the blue flame reflecting his taut jawline, and the smoke slowly billowed out, weaving a blurry net in front of him.

“The literal meaning.” His voice was deep, like hail hitting a stone slab. “Xiao Tang has signed it. If I had known you would make that choice, I should have let you sign first when you were in the hospital.”

Qi Ruixiang's face turned bright red, but he couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.

Every word Yang Bin uttered felt like a heavy hammer blow to his weak spot—he couldn't deny that the moment he made his choice, he had already put his family after Gu Yunxi.