After Divorce, Hidden Marriage Husband Became Addicted to Me Chapter 761 - 423: 3

Her words were straightforward and piercing.

Rong Qingze wanted to refute her point of view, but couldn’t find the words.

What Wenming said was truly correct, even though he didn’t want to admit it.

"Then what should I do?"

Rong Qingze sighed; he clearly understood that Wenming was right, but he couldn’t bring himself to let Rong Yanqiao go.

Wenming spoke, her voice gentle, "Has Miss Rong been in a bad mood lately?"

Rong Qingze nodded.

Wenming said, "She just had a miscarriage, and the last person she wants to see is you."

That sentence, unadorned, pierced deeply into Rong Qingze’s heart like a needle.

Rong Qingze’s face showed a painful expression.

Wenming, seeing her words hit the mark, continued, "Senior, I suggest you don’t appear in front of Miss Rong recently. After all, the mont she sees you, she’ll think of that unford child."

She stared at Rong Qingze, carefully observing his expression.

The words Wenming spoke were half-truths.

What she said about Rong Yanqiao not wanting to see Rong Qingze was false.

She just had a miscarriage, lost the child, and is truly alone and defenseless at this mont.

If Rong Qingze doesn’t go to find her now, one can imagine what Rong Yanqiao would think.

However, what she said about Rong Yanqiao not wanting to see Rong Qingze was also true.

Rong Yanqiao’s emotions are very complicated now; she both wants to see and is afraid to see Rong Qingze.

The child that wasn’t ant to be often appears in her dreams.

The child just smiles at her, without any accusations in the smile.

But, precisely because of this, Rong Yanqiao feels an overwhelming sense of guilt.

Rong Qingze pondered for a mont.

Wenming watched him intently, a trace of tension in her eyes.

She wasn’t sure if she convinced Rong Qingze.

But fortunately, she won the gamble.

When Rong Qingze lifted his head again, he had evidently accepted her suggestion.

"Then I won’t appear in front of her for now."

Wenming was overjoyed inside, but displayed no emotion on her face.

"Yes, wait until Miss Rong feels a bit better, then explain everything to her. By then, she will surely understand."

Wenming spoke with a smile.

If Rong Qingze never goes to find Rong Yanqiao, then when she recovers, the first thing Rong Yanqiao will do is completely leave him.

Without any lingering attachnts.

After all, during her illness, when she was lacking a ntal support, Rong Qingze was absent.

Thus, there would be no need for him to appear later either.

As a woman, she understood what was in Rong Yanqiao’s mind.

This was her only advantage.

Rong Qingze had also considered whether Rong Yanqiao would be disappointed if he didn’t seek her out.

But what Wenming said today was correct. The mont Rong Yanqiao saw him, there was only a cold face.

Ever since losing the child, Rong Yanqiao hadn’t given him a single smile.

The atmosphere between them, which was originally easing, had once again plunged to rock bottom.

Rong Qingze truly hoped that Rong Yanqiao could accept him.

They chatted briefly again when suddenly noises erupted outside the ward.

"Fire! Fire!"

Soone pushed open their door, shouted twice, and then ran elsewhere.

Rong Qingze was slightly taken aback, and then an ominous premonition suddenly surged in his heart.

"Where is the fire?"

Wenming tried to call after Rong Qingze, but he didn’t even glance at her and turned to leave the room.

His phone rang.

Rong Qingze’s heart nearly stopped.

"Second Master, the inpatient departnt is on fire, Miss Rong..."

Before the person could finish, Rong Qingze hung up the call.

He headed towards the inpatient building where everyone was escaping, moving against the flow, his stride turning from a walk to a run.

Wenming, behind him, tried to grab him, but failed.

Wenming fell to the ground.

In that mont, she truly hated Rong Yanqiao.

When Rong Qingze arrived, he saw thick smoke billowing from the building.

People kept running out, but he didn’t see Rong Yanqiao among them.

Like a madman, he charged inside. People tried to stop him several tis, but he wouldn’t be deterred.

Rong Yanqiao’s floor wasn’t high, and Rong Qingze almost flew to her side.

Sure enough, Rong Yanqiao hadn’t run out with the others.

She was curled up in a corner and didn’t co to her senses even when she was picked up and taken outside.

The fire on the upper floors hadn’t spread much smoke to their level yet.

Through the hazy smoke, Rong Yanqiao saw soone she never expected in her dreams.

Rong Qingze held her, shielding her in his arms.

Rong Yanqiao felt a mont of bewildernt.

It seed as if she was back in that great fire again.

Once more, Rong Qingze saved her.

They ran out of the inpatient building, and the fire trucks had already arrived.

Rong Qingze inhaled the outside air, gasping for breath.

He carefully placed Rong Yanqiao on the ground, then hesitated to et her gaze.

He didn’t ask Rong Yanqiao why she didn’t run out.

In that life-or-death mont, he dared not ask, nor did he want to.

"It’s okay now."