Nalan Yanran smiled lightly and didn't mind.
After all, his old man had always been very busy, and now he was dealing with a few other women.
This was also good. If she died, he probably wouldn't be too sad. After all, there would still be so many apprehensive flowers accompanying him.
However, she actually didn't quite understand. After so many years, the women around him had changed so much.
Why had he never given birth to another child.
Nalan Yanran let out a sigh of relief. She tried to call Zhao Siqing's number, but it was still empty.
It was as if she had vanished into thin air, and she could no longer be contacted.
Nalan Yanran turned around and walked to the desk. She picked up the pen and paper and slowly began to write a suicide note... ...
Zhao Siqing looked at this scene, and tears began to roll down her cheeks.
She had always thought that Huo Jingchen had caused her death and sent her to carry out that mission.
She did not know that it was Yanran's own choice.
Indeed, if Huo Jingchen had not pushed her to this position, she would not have faced such a choice and would not have died, but... ...
Huo Jingchen had never told her that it was Yanran who had chosen the path of certain death.
The scene changed abruptly, turning into Yang Jingqiu's sickly and skinny appearance in front of the bed.
Huo Jingchen stood at the side and looked at her coldly, but the bedside was surrounded by a few of the best specialists and doctors.
"Take it away! " Yang Jingqiu knocked over the food that the servant had brought to her mouth and rudely pulled off the needle that was inserted into her body.
She looked at Huo Jingchen with a cold smile and said slowly, "even if I die, I will not take your pity! You are a despicable person who will never be loved by you! "
Yang Jingqiu's eyes were watery, and she hated the man in front of her to the core.
She had not seen her daughter for six years.
She refused to go home, and she refused to see her. Now that she was about to die, she still could not see her... ...
She must hate herself now, hate that she had kicked her out of the house, hate that she no longer recognized her.
Huo Jingchen was silent for a moment, and then said in a low voice, "if you cooperate with the treatment, I will bring her to see you. "
Yang Jingqiu laughed mockingly, her eyes full of sarcasm, "back then, you instigated the relationship between me and her, and made us mother and daughter turn against each other. Now, what kind of good person are you? Do you think I will appreciate your kindness? "
Huo Jingchen said coldly, "in that case, whether you live or die has nothing to do with Qingqing. "
After saying that, Huo Jingchen turned around and left, coldly rejecting her.
Looking at Yang Jingqiu on the hospital bed, Zhao Siqing's heart ached. In the last few days of her previous life, she had only seen her once from afar, but she had never thought that she would be tortured to such a state by her illness.
Yang Jingqiu lowered her eyes, the corners of her eyes turning watery.
Since he did not want her to miss her mother, so what if she had forgotten?
If his wish was fulfilled, it would be good if he could take care of her for the rest of her life.
But this man.. Was a little too cruel and cruel after all.
The scene in front of her became more and more blurry, and it gradually became dark.
Zhao Siqing's heart ached, and she was also terrified by Huo Jingchen's cruelty and indifference.
She walked aimlessly, and unknowingly, she arrived at the hospital.
She saw that Huo Jingchen was talking to the doctor, and his expression was grave. She gently walked up and stood to the side.
"Mr. Huo... the poison has spread to the entire uterus. Even if the child is born, it won't survive... and the bigger the month, the greater the risk of inducing labor. This month is actually already... "
The doctor sighed helplessly. He wanted to say something, but he did not know how to continue.
Huo Jingchen's expression was cold. After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "is the baby still alive? "