"Yes, I’m going." She nibbled on the at bun and nodded, her cheeks puffed out like a little squirrel.
"Dr. Qiao said Xiaohuai is only temporarily out of danger, he still has a low count of immune cells, and severe reactions could happen at any ti."
"I have to keep a close eye on him."
Fu Yanhe nodded faintly, sipping his milk, "Let Wu Fang drive you there later."
Shen Yanhe drank her soy milk and nodded, sneaking a glance at him.
Fu Yanhe’s mood seed to have completely settled.
Last night, as they held each other to sleep, he did not ask her whether she had decided on what to do about the child.
It was as if he had completely entrusted the decision to her.
Fu Yanhe’s phone, lying on the table, suddenly vibrated. He glanced at it indifferently and reached out to reject the call.
The two of them finished breakfast, each lost in thought. Fu Yanhe went to his company, and Wu Fang drove Shen Yanhe to the hospital, staying by her side to protect her.
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At that mont, at Ancheng Private Hospital.
Xia Ran, her face pale, watched her phone eagerly as she dialed a number, her eyes bright.
The contact na was displayed as "Ah Yanhe."
That was Fu Yanhe’s private number.
Several days had passed since that day’s events, and the shadows Fu Yanhe had cast on Xia Ran had gradually faded.
After the shadows faded, what surged up was a feeling of unwillingness.
She wanted to ask Fu Yanhe why he had treated her that way, she wanted an explanation from him.
As long as Fu Yanhe explained, she would listen, after all, they had shared such a beautiful past.
Moreover, at that ti Fu Yanhe had only made soone drug her, but had not let anyone insult her; he definitely still harbored feelings for her.
She stubbornly thought that Fu Yanhe was rely temporarily enchanted by Shen Yanhe.
Now that the Xia family had broken off the engagent with the Yan family, she was free. Fu Yanhe would surely accept her and dote on her as before.
But Xia Ran had waited for several days. During these days, Jiang Yun and Fu Yu had visited, but she had not seen a trace of Fu Yanhe.
Unable to bear it any longer, she called him.
But the ring was cut after two tones by the person on the other end.
When Xia Ran tried to call again, it was already unreachable.
No matter how many tis Xia Ran tried, she couldn’t get through.
Her brows furrowed with a shadow, irritation crossing her face, she fiercely smashed her phone against the wall.
Just as she smashed her phone, the door of the hospital room was coincidentally opened from the outside.
The phone directly grazed Fu Yu’s body and smashed against the wall next to her, creating a loud bang, and fell to the ground, the screen shattering instantly.
Fu Yu, shocked, patted her chest, and burst out, "Xia Ran, are you crazy? Smashing your phone like that? What if it had hit , could you afford it?"
Xia Ran frowned, looking at Fu Yu very displeasingly, her tone unfriendly, "What are you doing here?"
"Ca to see if you’re doing well." Fu Yu, holding her purse and swaying her hips, ca in and said sarcastically, "Seeing you’re not doing well makes relieved."
Ever since the engagent party of Qi Yunqian, when Fu Yu realized that Xia Ran was framing her, her attitude towards Xia Ran had turned quite hostile.
But she did not hate Xia Ran.
After all, the two families had been close for so many years, and she had followed Xia Ran since childhood, playing together as they grew up.
Feelings aren’t that easy to cut off.
That’s why, upon hearing of her disappearance, she had thought of asking Fu Yanhe to save her.
Now, seeing Xia Ran’s dejected look, she felt schadenfreude, yet it also made her sowhat uncomfortable.
She picked up the phone that Xia Ran had smashed against the wall; through the shattered screen, she could barely make out that it was Fu Yanhe’s phone number.
She snorted coldly, sneering, "You’re still fantasizing about Fu Yanhe?"
"Wake up, Fu Yanhe and that bitch Shen Yanhe are all lovey-dovey right now, how could he possibly rember you, his outdated ex-fiancée."
Xia Ran’s face turned extrely ugly as jealousy towards Shen Yanhe surged in her heart, her hands clenched into fists as she scread, "Shut up! Just shut up!"
Fu Yu scoffed, tossing the phone onto the bed without sealing her lips and twisted the knife deeper, "He has long forgotten you."
"When you disappeared, I went to ask him to send soone to find you, he not only refused, but he also scolded ."
"Oh, right." She said purposefully, "You might not know this, but when I went to ask him, he was having breakfast with Shen Yanhe. He refused right in front of her."
"Xia Ran, the person he loves and cherishes now is Shen Yanhe, you have no chance anymore. I advise you to stop deluding yourself."
Fu Yu said this not only to agitate Xia Ran but also out of her own selfishness.
Because a few days ago, that bitch Shen Yanhe had been talking nonsense in front of Brother Yunqian.
Which resulted in Brother Yunqian avoiding her these days, no matter what excuse she used, she couldn’t manage to et him.
Even when she was deadly drunk at a bar yesterday, calling to act coquettishly asking Yunqian to pick her up, he didn’t co, just sending an assistant instead.
Fu Yu’s dissatisfaction with Shen Yanhe had reached its peak.
But she couldn’t confront Shen Yanhe alone, so she thought of a way to stimulate Xia Ran, making Xia Ran take action against Shen Yanhe for her.
After all, she had been so good to Xia Ran, and when Xia Ran disappeared, she had even asked Fu Yanhe to help; Xia Ran helping her out once too, should be reasonable, right?
Xia Ran was completely oblivious to Fu Yu’s ulterior motives.
At this mont, her face turned even uglier, her eyes bloodshot from rage, her breathing rushed, hatred flooding her heart, completely despising Shen Yanhe.
The person who should be cherished should have been her!
All because Shen Yanhe had taken her place!
All because Shen Yanhe had bewitched Ah He!
Seeing Xia Ran’s ferocious and twisted face full of hatred, Fu Yu was slightly startled and quickly said, "Alright, I won’t stay much longer; think about it."
The mont she stepped away, the phone Fu Yu had thrown on the bed vibrated.
The phone Xia Ran had smashed automatically answered the call.
Xia Zhilan’s strong voice ca through, "Xia Ran, your engagent with Yan Yi has been called off."
Her voice grew colder, "But to cancel the engagent with the Yan Family, the Xia Family has paid a significant price, and you must, for the sake of the Xia Family, do everything you can to beco Fu Yanhe’s person."
"Only by maintaining the goodwill between the Fu and Xia families can the Xia Family preserve their current wealth and status. Do you understand?"
Xia Ran’s face slightly changed, "But grandma, Fu Yanhe already has a wife now, I..."
"He has a wife, but he can also get a divorce," Xia Zhilan interrupted her coldly. "Grandma believes you’re not that useless, unable to even keep a man, right?"
"Of course, if you are indeed useless, failing to beco Fu Yanhe’s wife, becoming his mistress would also suffice."
The Xia family must cling to the big tree that is the Fu Family.
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