“Okay.” Yan Yuanfei’s voice was low as he looked at her seriously and promised, “As long as I’m alive, I won’t abandon you.”
Wen Ruoshui stared into his eyes and confirmed that he wasn’t lying before asking him, “What are you going to do about Mom and Grandma?”
She had changed the way she addressed him since their engagement.
“Don’t tell them now.” Yan Yuanfei’s eyes were gentle and a little helpless. “If they know, they will lock me at home. I don’t want to become a cripple so quickly.”
He was afraid that if he stopped working, he would collapse faster. Getting busy was the perfect choice for him.
“I see.” Wen Ruoshui understood what he was thinking. How could she not know?
He lived not only for himself, but also for the Yan family and the land he loved.
The Yan family had been like this for generations.
After Yan Yuanfei’s illness was exposed, he no longer hid it from her. Every time he felt unwell, he would report to her.
Wen Ruoshui watched as his illness acted up again and again, but there was nothing she could do. As a doctor who was called a genius, she once again felt deeply powerless.
What kind of doctor was she?
She couldn’t even look at the people she cared about and loved most. She couldn’t even find out what illness he had.
She thought her heart had been trained to be very, very strong. Her parents, her grandfather, and Chu Chu’s departure had allowed her to face anything calmly.
But she knew it was useless. As a person of flesh-and-blood, how could she be so indifferent about it? Watching the person she loved being tormented by her illness made her wish she could take his place.
Nangong Lengyu had gone into premature labor ten days early.
Nangong Lengmo was the one who called. He told her that he was sorry for not being able to protect his sister and the baby in her stomach.
Sobbing uncontrollably, she grabbed her phone and booked the earliest flight to France. She had to see her. She had to!
She finally made it to her place in the evening.
The entire Nangong family manor was surrounded by a depressing atmosphere. Just standing at the door, one could feel suffocated.
The estate next door was dark.
The day before yesterday, Yu’er had spoken to her and said that the handsome boy next door, her future son-in-law, had left for something and would be back before her due date.
From the looks of it, the handsome boy next door had not returned either. Who could have expected this?
Nangong Lun saw her and sighed deeply. He took her hand and begged her, “Shui Shui, go over and persuade Yu’er!”
Wen Ruoshui looked at the usually serious old man in front of her. At this moment, he looked like he had aged ten years and was extremely haggard. She nodded and said, “Uncle Nangong, don’t worry. I will.”
Uncle Nangong had always been critical of Yu’er’s pregnancy and even wanted to break off their father-daughter relationship.
However, father and daughter were still father and daughter. Family was still family. No one could replace them.
When Nangong Lengmo came out with the food and saw her, tears flowed down his face. “Sister Shui Shui, you’re here.”
Wen Ruoshui went up to him and took the things from his hand. She patted his shoulder comfortingly. “Leave it to me. I’ll talk to her properly.”
The loss of the baby must have been a huge blow to Yu’er. Like all mothers, she looked forward to it every day.
