Master's Untamed Wife

Chapter 818 Personal Experience

　　Gong Qiubai was left speechless when she heard that. Why did she even bother trying to catch up with her? It's not like she wasn't familiar with Song Xin'ai's antisocial personality and yet she came to her to get attacked?

　　"Jie, can you be nicer?" asked Gong Qiubai.

　　"I can either be nice or speak the truth," said Song Xin'ai. "I prefer to speak the truth."

　　"No wonder you're all alone," said Gong Qiubai.

　　Song Xin'ai's lips curled up slightly, "Childish."

　　With that comment, she knocked on the door and twisted the doorknob to open the door. She didn't think she had anything more to say to Gong Qiubai. It's not like they were really friends or anything. The only reason Song Xin'ai had some communication with Gong Qiubai all these years was that Gong Qiubai was once Mu Chenyan's friend.

　　Song Xin'ai didn't understand why Gong Qiubai thought she was trying to attack her or Gu Ye with her words. Because Song Xin'ai's intention was definitely not that. She at most wanted to make it clear to Gong Qiubai that in Mu Chenyan's life, this husband and wife weren't so important. How could Song Xin'ai not understand that the only people who could break Mu Chenyan were the ones she called family. 

　　Mu Chenyan was a strong woman. And there were hardly any things that affected her. The only time Song Xin'ai saw Mu Chenyan breaking down was when Old Madam Xiang died. That woman was more than a mother to Mu Chenyan so it wasn't surprising that her death did some serious damage to Mu Chenyan. Adding on the fact that Mu Chenyan had to separate from her dearest brother, it truly was a big blow to her.

　　"Dr. Song?"

　　Song Xin'ai snapped out of her thoughts and looked up at Tang Hebe. "Ms. Tang."

　　Tang Hebe was shocked to see Song Xin'ai in her ward. She couldn't believe she was seeing this person here. It really was unexpected.

　　"I heard about your accident," said Song Xin'ai. "And I thought of checking up on you. Hope I'm not disturbing you right now."

　　"No, not at all," Tang Hebe replied hurriedly. "Please, come inside and have a seat."

　　Song Xin'ai nodded her head and look around before taking a seat. She faced Tang Hebe and said, "I just stopped by to ask how you're doing."

　　"I'm doing fine," said Tang Hebe. "I'm just so surprised to see you here. It's an honor that you took the time to come here."

　　Song Xin'ai smiled at her, "Although my disciple is not around, I still have to take care of her friend for her. So, don't be so touched." She took a pause and added, "Besides, you can say I'm just using you as an excuse to come here."

　　Tang Hebe's brows furrowed up when she heard that and Song Xin'ai was amused by her expression.

　　"You got into an accident with Raelle Xiang," said Song Xin'ai. "And I wanted to see her. But I had no excuse so I decided to come to see you instead. If I'm lucky, I'd be able to see her along the way." She didn't mind being so straightforward and speaking out her intentions so clearly. Even Tang Hebe was taken aback by her honesty.

　　Technically, they didn't know each other that much. They met only a couple of times and it was because Tang Hebe needed Song Xin'ai's help. So, they weren't all that close that Song Xin'ai would take out time to come to see her in the hospital. That's why Tang Hebe wasn't surprised that she was used as an excuse. But she was surprised to hear Raelle's name. And wondered what was the connection there.

　　"Dr. Song, how are you related to Raelle?" she asked.

　　"I'm her nominal mother," answered Song Xin'ai honestly. She didn't think there was anything to hide about this. 

　　"Nominal mother?" repeated Tang Hebe in shock. 

　　Song Xin'ai hummed in response, "Yes. Nominal mother. Although I gave her birth, it's enough to make me her real mother. At most, I'm just the nominal one."

　　Tang Hebe couldn't react for a long while as she stared at Song Xin'ai in disbelief. "I heard that you have kids but most people don't know who they are. You've always kept the identity of your children very hidden. So, I never thought Raelle would be your daughter."

　　Song Xin'ai didn't comment on that. Of course, she had to keep her children's identities a secret. Or else, they'd end up just like Raelle did. 

　　"Are you familiar with her?" asked Song Xin'ai.

　　Tang Hebe pursed her lips before telling her, "She is currently married to my ex-wife. Do you think we are familiar?"

　　This time, Song Xin'ai was the one who got shock. She had to take a moment to process this. She did not expect to come across such a connection. 

　　Song Xin'ai exhaled and said, "That's very unexpected."

　　"I understand," said Tang Hebe. 

　　"Did you get to see Professor Qiu at the banquet?" asked Song Xin'ai. 

　　Tang Hebe nodded her head, "Yes, I did. He agreed to help me as well. I was supposed to take Justin to see Professor Qiu but I got into an accident. Now, I'll have to wait for a while."

　　"Then I wish you a speedy recovery," said Song Xin'ai as she stood up. She walked over to her bed and looked at her chart. She read through all the medical reports and nodded her head, "There is nothing wrong with your reports. You're recovering well. But... Did you have amnesia?"

　　Tang Hebe pursed her lips and looked down before nodding, "Yes. It was a temporary memory loss. But I recovered yesterday."

　　Song Xin'ai nodded her head, "It's okay as long as you recovered. But if you think there is a memory gap, it's better not to force yourself too much. Give your brain some rest. Your injury wasn't light."

　　"I'll listen to you," answered Tang Hebe obediently.

　　"Yes, you should. You have a long life ahead of you."

　　"Dr. Song, can I ask you something very personal?" asked Tang Hebe.

　　"Sure," replied Song Xin'ai.

　　"You also took a divorce from your husband, have you ever regretted it?" she inquired seriously. She didn't know why she suddenly thought of this question. But she had heard that Song Xin'ai was divorced and now, knowing that she was Raelle's mother, she really wanted to ask that question. After all, she felt like she could relate.

　　"Regret?" repeated Song Xin'ai and fell into deep thought. "I don't regret it. I made that choice myself. And I know it was the best choice for everyone. I'm a selfish person, you see. As long as I think it was the best choice, I'd stick with it till the end. You can't change my mind." She took a pause and asked, "Don't tell me you're suddenly regretting divorcing your husband?" She narrowed her eyes as she went on, "Answer wisely. Currently, that ex-husband of yours belongs to my daughter. As I said, I'm a very selfish person. I don't mind hurting you as long as I can protect her happiness." 

　　Tang Hebe chuckled, "Dr. Song, I just noticed. You're really Raelle Xiang's mother."

　　"Oh? How did you come to that conclusion?" asked Song Xin'ai.

　　"You both don't hold back," replied Tang Hebe. "I wish my mother was as willing to protect my happiness as you are."

　　Song Xin'ai smiled bitterly, "You seem to have the wrong impression of me. I'm the one who gave up on my own daughter. It's true that as a mother, I do want to protect her happiness but it's mostly because I owe her too much. I'll never be able to pay it back to her."

　　"At least, your daughter is on your mind," said Tang Hebe sadly. "I, on the other hand, am a disappointment to my own mother. Just because I chose love over my own family."

　　"You should give up then," answered Song Xin'ai. "Talking from personal experience, the family members who find you disappointing will only see you as a disappointment. Even if you carve out your heart and place it on their feet, they'll jump stomp on it, and walk away. Some families are not worth it. So, don't be so hard on yourself."

　　Tang Hebe didn't know how to react to those words. She felt like there was depth to those words that she wasn't able to understand but somehow she could still relate.

　　"You should go to see Raelle," said Tang Hebe to Song Xin'ai as she even informed the ward no to Song Xin'ai. "She definitely won't throw you out. She is way too polite. She doesn't even frown seeing the ex-wife of her husband. I'm pretty sure she'd be fine with your visit."

　　Song Xin'ai thought about it and nodded her head. She couldn't leave without seeing her daughter anyway. So, why not just see her?