"You’re 25 now, it’s ti to think about getting married. Why are you always traveling abroad?"
"Grandma, don’t ask. I’m leaving."
Old Madam Long turned to her husband, "Old man, what’s wrong with her?"
"Her voice sounds off too, I don’t know what’s up. Could it be that Cong Mo is getting engaged?"
Old Madam Long nodded, "Very likely. What else could be going on..."
In fact, that wasn’t the case.
After getting into the car, Long Fengxi looked at the crumpled piece of paper in her hand. Despite thinking it over all afternoon, she still found it hard to accept this bolt from the blue.
After a good cry, she took so ice-cold beer from the fridge to reduce the puffiness around her eyes, then went to the company to submit her resignation.
She didn’t even go to the finance departnt to pick up her salary.
None of that mattered to her anymore.
Because from the mont she found out she had breast cancer, Long Fengxi knew that all happiness had drifted far away from her.
For the past couple of days, the persistent high fever and breast pain, which she initially thought were just symptoms of a cold.
The doctor checked her condition and, suspecting it was not a cold, perford an X-ray and a biopsy. The diagnosis was early-stage breast cancer.
A na she dared not even contemplate in normal tis, cancer.
She was only 25.
She hadn’t even married yet.
She had regular health check-ups every year.
How could this happen...
She couldn’t understand or figure it out. She felt it was the cruelest joke fate could play, wiping out all her self-confidence and happiness in one sweep.
The best treatnt for early-stage breast cancer is surgical removal.
Setting aside the post-surgery life expectancy, just the thought of surgery was unbearable because she knew how much Shen Congmo liked...
n are all the sa, even if he says he doesn’t care, she does.
She deeply cares about no longer being perfect.
She would feel inferior.
On her way driving back to Qin Garden, Long Fengxi kept thinking about how to break the news to him.
He would find out sooner or later.
How she should tell him.
Until she arrived at Qin Garden.
As she approached the living room door, she suddenly overheard Shen Congmo talking to Mrs. Shen.
"Mom, of course, I rember. I’ll definitely bring a wife ho to you within a year and have a grandson for you, okay?"
"..."
"I rember, so stop nagging, will you?"
"..."
Long Fengxi’s eyes stung with tears. She walked in and Shen Congmo, seeing her back, quickly hung up the phone, "My mom can really be annoying. I heard Liang He is getting engaged soon, and she’s all fired up to rush now. Your brother and Liang He are both troublemakers, always pestering . Their marriages are their own business. Although I also want to get married, I won’t unless you agree to it."
"It’s my fault." Long Fengxi moved closer to lean on him, resting her head on his shoulder, "We should’ve got married earlier."
"Do you want to get married now?" Shen Congmo’s face lit up with joy, "How about we go and get our marriage certificate tomorrow?"
"I don’t want to."
"Always teasing ." Shen Congmo noticed her hoarse voice and asked, "What’s wrong with your throat?"
"It’s inflad."
"Looks like... you need to help you clear the heat." He said, moving to kiss her. Long Fengxi pushed him away gently, "Stop it, I have sothing to tell you."
"What is it?"
"I need to go abroad tomorrow."
Upon hearing this, Shen Congmo beca unhappy, "Your job doesn’t require you to travel, why do you need to go abroad?"
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