"I have no romantic feelings for your daughter, so marrying her is out of question!"
"You detested that woman named Jing something as well, but you married her! At least you don't hate our Fanghua even if you don't like her! Love can be cultivated over time..."
"Uncle Xue! I still have matters to attend to at my company. I'm leaving." said Lu Ming coldly, hanging up the phone.
He couldn't be bothered to entertain those deluded with love.
He set down his phone, ordered Liu Xiaodong to stay here temporarily, and to inform him of any change in Xue Fanghua's condition.
Then he turned around and walked away briskly.
As soon as Lu Ming stepped out of the hospital room, he was taken aback to see someone huddled outside the door, clutching their stomach.
With one glance, Lu Ming recognized it was Jing Yiren. He quickly pulled her up: "What are you doing here?"
"..."
Lu Ming saw her pretty face was deathly pale.
He held her with worry and concern: "What's wrong with you?"
