Zhao after giving the statements came home. Zhu Rui was waiting for him and as she saw him, she quickly went near him. "Zhao," she called him softly.

"What happened? Where are mom- dad? Did you safely drop them home? I saw in news-"

"My father murdered many people. He is a known Mafia and I never found this out. I am the reason that Mishi and her siblings had to suffer. He killed their parents. How will I ever able to look into her eyes? My selfish one sided love destroyed her world in just seconds," muttered Zhao and started crying.

"Zhao," Zhu Rui stepped towards him and lifted her hand to pull him for a hug but Zhao turned back by then. "Why did you even come after me? Because you told him that I am with her, he made sure that she would not get any single stable job. Your brother Gan Dewei has to live in fear because of you… he might have killed you as well," he asserted while sobbing.

Zhu Rui got confused. "Kill me? How Gan Dewei is involved? Zhao, what are you saying? I am confused," stated Zhu Rui. Zhao placed his both palms over his eyes. "Pack your things," Zhao said.

"Why?" Zhu Rui asked him.

"We won't live in his house anymore. Every single penny he has earned through illegal means. Tomorrow will police will come again so, tell them everything you know about him. Call your cousin too. He suffered a lot in all this. I want to apologize to him although I don't deserve this forgiveness." Zhao proclaimed with a sad tone. He put down his hands and turned to look at her.

"If you want to divorce me then you can because from tomorrow onwards my life is going to be difficult. I don't want you to suffer along with me so you can leave me," stated Zhao Bin.

Zhu Rui's eyes were filled with tears. "Why are you saying things like this?" she asked.

"There will be no luxury. I will live in those tiny houses because I will leave everything he had earned or made with this money. Even the hotels, restaurants he has built with that money, I am not going to lead them. I will prefer my own hard earned money rather than his illegal money," Zhao asserted.

Taking a deep breath he asked, "Do you want to stay with a man like me who will just start things afresh? You were not able to see me when I used to work in those small restaurants. Will you able to see your husband doing those petty jobs? You are from a well off family so it will be tough or I should say- impossible for you to bear such things. I don't love you so this divorce won't even hurt me. The settlement money-"

Zhao was stopped from speaking by Zhu Rui as she pressed her lips against his. Pulling away she spoke, "How could you think of such a thing? You have given me a month to make you fall for me. I will stay with you, will be beside you in this tough time. I don't love your wealth. I love you and I am going to be with you." She proclaimed in a determined voice while gazing into his eyes.

"You will suffer," Zhao said with tearful eyes.

"I will suffer when I will be away from you. Say this non sense again and I will punish you," Zhu Rui asserted. Zhao lowered his eyes and said, "I am feeling pathetic. I will be termed as mafia's son, a murderer's son. I don't even know if anyone will give me a job or not. I don't want you to suffer with me. That's why I am stressing-"

Zhu Rui again kissed his lips. "Stop it. Can't you see I love you? It doesn't matter to me. I just want to be with you," she firmly voiced. Zhao gazed into her eyes when their eye lock was broken when Xiao Long came there. Clearing his throat, he said, "Mr. and Mrs. Zhang are here."

"Bring them inside," Zhao stated and wiped off the tears from his cheeks. Xiao Long gave a nod and left from there. After a while, Mishi and Xian came inside. They were directed to the living hall as their eyes fell on Zhao.

Xiao Long then left from there. "How did you find the house? It is quite far from the city," Zhao muttered, looking at Xian and did not meet his eyes with Mishi's.

"We asked the address from your wife," Xian replied. "Won't you tell us to have seat?" Xian asked with a smile.

"Sorry, please have a seat," he said with a smile.

"Why are you avoiding my gaze?" Mishi asked.

"I am not," Zhao replied instantly.

"You are avoiding my gaze," replied Mishi with a faint smile. "Let's talk in alone," Mishi stated.

"What? Why? We can talk here," Zhao asserted.

"I want to talk alone with you," Mishi said sternly.

"Talk with her. Avoiding things won't do anything good," Xian opined.

"Okay, follow me," Zhao stated and got up from the couch. "I am coming," Mishi told Xian and left with Zhao. They were now in the other room of the penthouse. "Please sit," Zhao told her, gesturing her to the arm chair placed there. Mishi did so and on the arm chair, Zhao sat.

His eyes were lowered and the fingers were moving nervously. "It's not your fault," Mishi initiated the talk with him. "Don't blame yourself for the things which you didn't even know," she further spoke.

"But if I had not told my fa-" he paused as his voice choked. Stabilizing himself, he said, "If I had not told him then your parents would have been alive. I respected you the most of all the women I have encountered ever but I became the reason of your parents' demise, your sufferings and also for the sufferings of Chang & Chunhua. You worked day- night to give them a perfect life but because of me you could not have that." Tears were continuously pouring from his eyes.

"You always helped me Zhao. You were never responsible for my miseries. You were the reason my Chang- Chun enjoyed their childhood. You took time for them. You did those things for me which no one did. You always were there whenever I needed you. You could have left me like others but you never once. Stop blaming yourself for the things you never did," Mishi pronounced softly.