After a standoff, Qiao Yonghui left the hospital room.
As soon as he went out, he slumped onto a bench in the corridor, his head buried low like a defeated rooster.
He realized that Jian Wan did have feelings for him, and she even thought about having another child with him…
But he had ruined it all with his own hands.
He thought Jian Wan didn't love him, so he spitefully retaliated against her… He had lost. Lost so utterly. He was wrong, and it was a mistake that couldn't be undone.
He scratched his head vigorously, sitting on the bench for a long time without moving.
It wasn't until a pair of white shoes came into view that he looked up and met Jian Xi's expressionless face.
He suddenly felt dazed: Her face looked so much like Jian Wan's, but there were similarities to him as well…
"Xiao Xi…" Qiao Yonghui called hoarsely, filled with an unprecedented tenderness amidst his exhaustion.
