Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The truth is, although he said nothing, Fu Beiting saw clearly how Qin Xiang carefully tried to please him and gain his affection.

The current Qin Xiangwan made him worried.

Fu Beiting reached out to wipe her tears.

However, the moment they touched, Qin Xiangwan suddenly opened her eyes and slapped his hand away.

Pa!

“Don’t touch me.”

Fu Beiting’s hand froze in mid-air and his handsome face was extremely gloomy.

As if she did not see his expression, Qin Xiangwan turned her head and spoke in a cold tone, “I’m tired, I want to rest.”

With that, she ignored Fu Beiting and closed her eyes.

Fu Beiting held it in and walked out of the ward in silence.

..

Probably because of her determined attitude that day, Fu Beiting did not come to the ward for a few days.

Qin Xiangwan’s heart was like dead ashes, utterly dissipated. After the forced abortion, her mind was filled with images of the bloody baby everytime she closed her eyes.

The baby cried for her help.

Even though Fu Beiting did not come to visit her, Qin Xiangwan knew that he would accompany Su Xinyue every day.

Su Xinyue’s condition was getting better. She left the ICU and moved to the ward beside Qin Xiangwan.

She heard from the nurse that Su Xinyue had specially requested for the ward to be next to hers.

Qin Xiangwan did not need to think that Su Xinyue was doing this on purpose to provoke her.

The night was cool. Qin Xiangwan stood by the window and quietly listened to the sounds of laughter drifting in from next door.

“Beiting, you brought me roses again. Didn’t I say I don’t need them anymore?” It was Su Xinyue’s voice.

“As long as you like it. Don’t worry about anything else,” Fu Beiting’s deep voice followed.

“If you keep me company every day and don’t visit Xiangwan, will she be angry with me?”

After a few seconds of silence, Fu Beiting said, “She won’t and won’t dare.”

Qin Xiangwan gripped the railing tightly in her hands and let out a sad smile.

Perhaps she had been too submissive in the past, so in Fu Beiting’s eyes, he was high and mighty while she was merely the lowest grain of sand under his feet. She didn’t need to have emotions, much less get angry.

She didn’t know what Fu Beiting said after that, but Su Xinyue let out a delicate laughter that sounded like silver bells ringing into the night sky.

“Beiting, after I recover, I want to give birth to two of your babies, okay?”

This time, Fu Beiting remained silent for a long time.

Qin Xiangwan clenched her fists tightly and propped up her ears. She did not know what she was expecting.

A few seconds later, Fu Beiting’s deep voice sounded.

“Okay.”

Qin Xiangwan was trembling all over. She covered her ears and ran back to the ward as if she was escaping.

She pulled up the blanket and buried her head in it.

The voice from next door was like a death sentence to her, reminding her that her baby was gone.

Her baby died tragically while Su Xinyue was planning to have two children next door.

What a ridiculous comparison.

The night deepened.

Through a haze, Qin Xiangwan suddenly saw a bloody child lying on the cold ground, crying helplessly.

“Ah!”

She screamed and sat up in bed, a horrified expression on her face.

She had the same nightmare again!

In her dream, the baby was asking her for help again.

Qin Xiangwan was drenched in cold sweat. She hugged herself tightly and cried bitterly in the dark ward.

Bang!

The door was kicked open and Fu Beiting strode in.

“What happened?”

Qin Xiangwan came back to her senses and looked at him coldly.

He had always paid attention to his appearance, but now, his white shirt was crumpled and two buttons were unbuttoned, revealing a vague red scratch on his chest, as if a woman had scratched it with her nails.

Fu Beiting frowned and walked to the side of the bed. “Were you the one shouting just now?” he asked.

“Yes, I had a nightmare,” replied Qin Xiangwan indifferently. “Why? Did I disturb you and Su Xinyue?”