Fu Yanshen woke up and found himself in the hospital.
Hospital?
His last memory was that he passed out outside the villa where Chen Xi lived in a heavy rain.
It's impossible for Fu Qingtian to care about his life or death!
That can only be the morning light——
Fu Yanshen's eyes instantly turned red.
He was right in his bet, Chen Xi really still cared about him.
Fu Yanshen sat up from the bed as if he was suddenly given a shot of chicken blood.
I started too quickly and felt dizzy, my muscles ached, and my chest felt tight and painful.
Fu Yanshen gasped heavily, ignoring his physical discomfort, and raised his hand to pull out the infusion tube on the back of his hand.
He was going to find Chen Xi.
The moment my feet hit the ground, I felt top-heavy.
Fu Yanshen's face turned even paler, and his blue and white striped hospital gown was soaked with cold sweat.
His legs struggled to support his body, and he staggered out.
He bumped into the little nurse who came over to change his intravenous drip.
"Sir, you are seriously injured and cannot get out of bed. Go back and lie down quickly."
Fu Yanshen didn't hear what the little nurse said clearly, so he raised his hand and waved her hand away and continued walking forward.
After taking a few steps, he was blocked in front of him, and a cold voice sounded in his ears, "Go back to the ward and lie down."
"Get out of the way!"
Fu Yanshen's tone was impatient, he raised his eyes and looked coldly at the person who blocked him.
No one can stop him from finding Chen Xi.
Looking up, a woman wearing a mask with only one eye exposed came into view.
Her similar eyebrows made Fu Yanshen, whose vision was blurry, slightly dazzled.
Morning light?
"Doctor Qiao, patient..."
The little nurse ran over quickly, and before she could finish her words, she saw Qiao Jin raising her hand.
With this casual insertion, the needle in his hand was accurately inserted into the blood vessel in his neck.
She moved very quickly, but Fu Yanshen was too seriously injured and stunned, so he was unprepared.
As the liquid pushed in, his vision went dark and he fell to the ground softly.
The needle was pulled out from the blood vessel on the side of his neck. Qiao Jin pulled out the needle, threw it into a trash can, and said calmly: "Send this person back."
"Yes, Doctor Qiao."
Soon, Fu Yanshen was lying on the hospital bed again.
Qiao Jin gave him a physical examination.
Reinstall bit by bit.
Signaling the young nurse to leave, Qiao Jin stood beside the hospital bed.
Born as the only apple of the Qiao family, the richest man in country H, she has been doted on by thousands of people since childhood.
Since adulthood, suitors have almost crossed the threshold of the Qiao family.
But her eyes have always been higher than her head, and no man has ever been able to penetrate her eyes.
Her beautiful eyes lowered slightly, looking at Fu Yanshen who looked sick.
Even so, it doesn't detract from his handsomeness.
He was so handsome, the most handsome man she had ever seen.
It was wonderful to see that for the first time, she experienced what it meant to be excited.
…
Villa, second floor
Fu Qingtian listened to Mu Chenxi and sent someone to send Fu Yanshen to the hospital for treatment.
He did not order his men to do anything.
He wanted Fu Yanshen to first taste what it means to live worse than death.
After he was sent to the hospital, his subordinates called him.
After hanging up the phone, he went upstairs and knocked on Mu Chenxi's door.
The person inside didn't respond. He stood at the door and told her, "Chen Xi, I have sent Fu Yanshen to the hospital."
Still no response.
Fu Qingtian stood quietly at the door. After a long time, he knocked on the door again, "Girl, let's talk, okay?"
There is no response in it.
Fu Qingtian stood quietly for a while, stretched out his hand to twist the door, and locked it.
He didn't leave, but explained to her at the door.
"Girl, I know you are very sad and angry that I lied to you. But when you lost your child, you were in pain."
"I was afraid that you would commit suicide, so I was so sick that I rushed to the hospital and went to the orphanage to take Zi Yi back."
"I admit that I have selfish motives regarding Ziyi and our relationship. The moment I learned that you had lost your memory, I lied to you and deceived you. I'm sorry."
Still no response from inside.
"But girl, I really did all this just because I love you so much and want to be with you so much. Can you forgive Brother Qingtian once?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the bedroom door was finally opened from the inside.
"Girl, are you willing to forgive me?"
Fu Qingtian's eyes lit up, and a trace of expectation flashed in his eyes.
"Give way."
Mu Chenxi cried for too long, her voice was hoarse, and she looked at Fu Qingtian with red and swollen eyes.
Only then did Fu Qingtian see clearly that Mu Chenxi was holding the suitcase in her hand. Seeing that she was about to leave, he reached out to pull her, "Girl."
Mu Chenxi avoided his hand, "I want to be quiet."
In just one day, her mood had gone up and down. Now she just wanted to leave here and find a place to be quiet.
"Girl."
Fu Qingtian didn't want her to leave.
He thought that the little things he had done and his love were enough for Chen Xi to forgive him soon.
Unexpectedly——
Big hands grabbed her suitcase.
"Let go."
Mu Chenxi's voice was very calm, but her face was insistent.
His eyes stayed on her face for several seconds. Fu Qingtian's eyes were full of pain and he did not let go, but he said in a compromise, "I'll give it to you."
"Need not."
Mu Chenxi declined quietly.
She didn't want to see Fu Yanshen, and she also didn't want to see Fu Qingtian again.
Holding the suitcase, Fu Qingtian was afraid that she would hurt him, so he let go.
Mu Chenxi drove away in the night and went to Nuan Nuan.
It was already evening when we arrived at the warm accommodation.
The two children, Ziyi and Keyan, were already asleep.
Mu Chenxi entered the room and looked at Ziyi, tears welling up in her eyes again.
He immediately covered his lips, turned around and walked out.
Wen Nuan, who was following her, saw her and immediately followed her out, "Sister Chen Xi, what's wrong?"
Mu Chenxi told Nuan Nuan that Ziyi was not her biological child and that her baby was dead after birth.
As soon as I opened my mouth, tears started to fall down.
Wen Nuan felt extremely distressed and immediately reached out to hug Mu Chenxi.
When she first contacted Mu Chenxi, she knew she was pregnant, but she didn't know whose child it was.
When she arrived, Ziyi had already been born.
Fu Qingtian introduced himself and Sister Chen Xi as an unmarried couple, and Ziyi was their son.
Because Fu Qingtian was really nice to Sister Chen Xi, she never thought that he was lying to Sister Chen Xi.
That night, Mu Chenxi cried for a long time before falling asleep.
She was really sad and in poor condition, so Mu Chenxi took a few days off.
When I woke up, Nuan Nuan went to send my two children to kindergarten.
She opened the curtains and found a car parked downstairs.
It was Fu Qingtian's car, and it was parked where it was last night.
Last night, she insisted not to let him send her. Fu Qingtian's car followed her car all the way to Nuannuan's house.
In the car, Fu Qingtian saw her on the balcony, immediately opened the door and got out of the car, looked up at her, and told her through lip language that he had something to say to her.
Mu Chenxi looked at him silently for a while, and finally nodded.
After washing, change clothes and go downstairs.
Seeing her, Fu Qingtian immediately hurried up to meet her, "Girl——"
Her coldness made Fu Qingtian stop one step away from her.
He looked at her and said cautiously: "Girl, I know you love your baby very much."
When the baby was mentioned, the pain in Mu Chenxi's eyes became even worse.
Unable to control his eyes, his eyes turned red.
She lowered her eyes and clenched her hands.
"Would you like to see him?"
Hearing this, Mu Chenxi quickly raised his head and looked at Fu Qingtian, his lips trembling slightly, "Brother Qingtian——"
In her expectant eyes, Fu Qingtian nodded, "I buried your baby, do you want to see it?"
"think!"
Mu Chenxi said urgently, her voice choked up as soon as she opened her mouth, and she raised her hand to cover her lips.
She didn't expect that Fu Qingtian would do this for her.
"Thanks!"
After thanking him, he stumbled to open the car door and get in the car, but Fu Qingtian grabbed his arm and said, "Girl, go have breakfast first."
"I'm not hungry."
Mu Chenxi didn't want to eat.
She couldn't wait to see her baby.
"You didn't eat last night."
She didn't touch a bite of the food Lin Wanwan brought to her room last night.
Mu Chenxi looked at Fu Qingtian.
He is very persistent.
It was written all over his face that if she didn't eat breakfast, he wouldn't take her there.
Mu Chenxi turned around and went back.
Warm breakfast is ready.
Fu Qingtian asked her to change her clothes and help her heat breakfast.
Mu Chenxi hurried back to the room and changed into black clothes.
She had no appetite, but still stuffed all the breakfast into her stomach.
After drinking the last sip of milk, he couldn't wait to get up and said, "Let's go."
Fu Qingtian followed her.
The car went all the way to Qingshan Cemetery.
Halfway through, Mu Chenxi was going to buy some sacrifices, and Fu Qingtian had already prepared them.
The car drove all the way to Qingshan Cemetery.
This is the cemetery with the best feng shui in country H. The people buried here are either rich or noble.
Brother Qingtian, you put your heart into it.
"Thanks!"
Apart from thanking her, Mu Chenxi didn't know what else to say.
"Silly girl."
Fu Qingtian naturally raised his hand and rubbed her head gently. Seeing that she didn't resist, the corners of his lips curled up inaudibly.
He went to the back compartment to get the carefully prepared sacrifices and took her inside.
The sky was still gloomy, just like her mood.
It just rained yesterday and the ground was slippery.
Mu Chenxi and Fu Qingtian walked side by side on the long stairs. From time to time, he would remind her to be careful and slow down.
Mu Chenxi responded softly.
Her thoughts are focused on seeing her baby soon, so she can't help but speed up her pace.
"Girl, we're here."
Fu Qingtian took her to the area with the best feng shui in Qingshan Cemetery.
Every plot of land in this cemetery is worth a lot of money, not to mention the plot Brother Qingtian bought for his baby, which is even more valuable.
His intention.
"Don't say thank you again."
Fu Qingtian gently interrupted Mu Chenxi's thanks that were already on her lips.
"If you really want to thank me, promise Brother Qingtian, take care of your own health and don't be too sad, eh?"
Mu Chenxi did not respond.
Because, she was already half-kneeling in front of the tombstone with tears streaming down her face.
"I'll wait for you outside."
Fu Qingtian sighed softly, placed the sacrifice next to her, turned and left, thoughtfully leaving time alone for her and the baby.
Mu Chenxi cried and placed the sacrifices one by one.
Gently rubbing the words on the tombstone: Son of Mu Chenxi.
Tears fell heavily, and she cried in front of the tombstone, "I'm sorry, baby, mommy is late."
The weather is bad today, and it's not the time to sweep graves.
There was no one in the cemetery and it seemed even quieter.
Only Mu Chenxi's grief-stricken cries floated in the wind.
Not far away, a tall and erect man with cold air was holding a little boy who looked to be less than three years old.
She is as beautiful as if she stepped out of a painting, with exquisite facial features and perfection in every part.
They had just finished worshiping and were walking down.
When the little boy heard the cry, his young and mature steps suddenly stopped.
"What's the matter? Noisy?"
He Tingxiao bent down to be at eye level with him, his cold eyes narrowed, and he asked warmly.
My son has not liked to interact with people since he was a child, and he doesn't like to talk.
In such a large He residence, few people show up.
Those who protect the mansion are hidden in the dark and will not be seen by the son.
He Shaochen shook his head slightly and looked over.
Listening to the voice, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
"Think about it."
He Tingxiao looked at his son. This was the first time that he took the initiative to get close to someone.
She didn't reject him and let go of her hand.
He Shaochen slowly approached.
He stood next to Mu Chenxi.
Mu Chenxi, who was immersed in sadness, noticed that he was too close and turned his head to look over.
Facing a pair of eyes as bright as black gems.
He Shaochen looked at the tears on Mu Chenxi's face, and his face clearly showed expression.
There was little emotion on the little face, and the brows were slightly wrinkled.
He didn't like seeing her tears.
He raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears on her face.
My hands felt tears, which were a little strange.
Because daddy never sheds tears, let alone him.
He didn't know what tears were. He had only read in books that people shed tears when they are sad.
Mu Chenxi felt a warmth on her face, and put her soft hands on her face.
Subconsciously, he raised his hand and held it against her face, trying to wipe away her tears.
Her movement made the little boy's little hand visibly stiffen. Except for his father, he hated others coming close to him and touching him.
But he doesn't hate this aunt, he even wants to get close to her.
"Don't cry."
He Shaochen's voice sounded childish, yet very mature.
Mu Chenxi looked at the clean eyes of the little boy in front of her, her heart was very soft.
She was not in the mood to pay attention to anyone right now, but because of the little guy's heart-warming behavior, she couldn't help but reach out and hug him.
Hold his little body in your arms.
He Shaochen's body went from being stiff at first to slowly relaxing, and his face rested on Mu Chenxi's neck.
Softly and fragrantly.
Completely different from daddy.
But he likes it very much.
"Master, it's time to go."
He Shaochen walked back to He Tingxiao, held his hand, raised his face, and expressed straightforwardly, "Daddy, I like her."
Hearing this, He Tingxiao's pupils tightened.
He raised his eyes and looked over, meeting Mu Chenxi's eyes.
Eyes facing each other.
After just one glance, He Tingxiao looked away indifferently, raised his hand and touched his son's head, "Okay."
A good word is a promise to He Shaochen.
…
More than two hours later, Mu Chenxi was forcibly taken away by He Qingtian.
After being sent back to Nuan Nuan's home, Mu Chenxi fell ill.
I was sick for two days before I recovered.
Wanwan took care of her for two days and reminded her that although Zi Yi was not her biological mother, Zi Yi had always regarded her as her biological mother.
Mu Chenxi did not continue to immerse herself in grief, sold her vacation and returned to the company.
When I get into work, time flies by quickly, and in a flash it’s evening and time to get off work.
She had been immersed in sadness these days and didn't care about Ziyi.
Mu Chenxi had made an appointment to warm them up and take Ziyi and the others out for dinner in the evening.
She had just walked out of the company and was about to walk to the car when a taxi drove over from a distance and stopped beside her.
The car door opens.
Fu Yanshen, wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown with a pale face, got out of the car and strode towards Mu Chenxi——