Chapter 1087: Chapter 1087: Holand Seized, Child Stolen (7)
Seeing Su Hongxing so amiable, Fu Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
Su Hongxing was truly Ye Qilan’s woman. Having endured the pain of losing her husband, her child being stolen, and her ho taken from her, Su Hongxing could still remain so calm, sothing he sincerely admired.
“Miss Su, it was my fault. The day that the incident happened, the master gave a hint, but I was too slow to sense that sothing was off and missed the best ti to rescue him. Otherwise, the master might not have…”
“I’d like to rest now. As long as Little Pudding is with , that’s fine. You all can go,” Su Hongxing suddenly interrupted Age.
Little Pudding gazed at Su Hongxing eagerly. Su Hongxing wanted to offer the child a smile but found herself unable to do so.
Fu Yan, along with Qiao Qiao, saw Age still rooted to the spot. He stepped forward, pulled Age away, and closed the ward door.
In a daze, Age murmured to himself, “I’m the one who should be dead. The master could have been saved that day, but I ended up cutting off his lifeline.”
Such a fool deserves no pity.
“What the hell are you talking about? The fourth brother’s incident has nothing to do with you. You don’t need to bla yourself. Sister-in-law isn’t blaming you either. In my opinion, she’s probably avoiding asking about the fourth brother because she can’t face the reality of his passing,” Fu Yan gently patted Age’s shoulder. “Sister-in-law will need you to look after her in the future. Your life belongs to her, and only she can take it, understand?”
Age nodded, “I understand.”
From now on, his sole loyalty was to Su Hongxing. He dared not forget the last words Ye Qilan had entrusted to him.
Qiao Qiao, worried, stayed at the ward’s entrance, peering in from ti to ti to ensure that Su Hongxing wasn’t doing anything foolish before feeling relieved.
At that mont, Ye Xiandong called. She stepped aside to answer, “I won’t be coming back for the next few days. Su just woke up, and I need to take care of her at the hospital.”
Ye Xiandong felt disappointed upon hearing Qiao Qiao’s words. He had wanted to tell her that he had just managed to stand up, though he couldn’t stay up for even a second, yet it was still a breakthrough.
But Qiao Qiao seed not to care about his situation at all, did she?
With Qiao Qiao and Little Pudding’s company, Su Hongxing was recovering quickly. Within two days, aside from being thin as if a gust of wind could knock her down, Su Hongxing was in good health. She could eat, sleep, and even walk on her own.
The happiest of all was Little Pudding. She was always by Su Hongxing’s side, not willing to close her eyes even when sleeping, often lying on Su Hongxing’s chest, slling the scent of her own mother.
Su Hongxing knew the child lacked a sense of security and kept her close as much as possible. Even when she went to the bathroom, she would tell her.
Only those who have truly lost know the value of what they had.
She cherished every mont spent with Little Pudding and hoped to provide as much motherly love as possible, giving Little Pudding all the affection Ye Qilan could no longer give.
Just as Fu Yan said, she couldn’t fall.
She had her darling daughter, her newborn son in Cao Shiyu’s care, and the Ye family had taken her ho; she had so much to protect, how could she be defeated?
“Mommy, don’t cry,” Little Pudding said, seeing Su Hongxing lost in her grief, her own eyes turning red.
“Mommy’s not crying; there’s just so sand in my eye,” Su Hongxing said with a forced smile, hugging Little Pudding. “My daughter has lost weight. Once mommy is discharged, I’ll make delicious food for Little Pudding, and fatten up our girl.”
Just like when Ye Qilan was still around.
“Mommy, I love you so much,” Little Pudding said, kissing Su Hongxing’s face.
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