Chapter Nine, The Order to Expel Guests

After a long time, he asked again: "So what will you do? Aunt Fang already knows."

He is on guard at all times, fearing that she might fall in love with someone else, yet deep down, he completely resists this possibility

It certainly will not be Fu Qingquan

She feels a deep bitterness within, yet cannot express it

What is there to be happy about

Ji Chenyang felt quite apologetic, but Nanxi was very resolute

Sister Yang called Nanxi and Fu Qingquan to go downstairs for dinner at the stairway. Nanxi could not figure out what the problem was, and in a daze, she went downstairs. She overheard Fu Qingquan advising Sister Yang: "Sister Yang, tomorrow Xiao Xian will come over for dinner. When you chat with her, remember not to pry into her family matters, and definitely do not praise her for having married well. In fact, she has been divorced for over a year, but she didn't mention it to avoid worrying everyone..."

Fu Qingquan continued to gaze at her with a complex expression for a long time, as if he had made a certain resolution, then lowered his head shyly and said: "There is a type of surgery now... If you wish, I can find someone..."

He thought that Nanxi would always be his little sister, growing up under his protective wings, yet he forgot that now he was merely standing foolishly in place, while Nanxi had long since stepped out of his embrace and ventured into the outside world

"There will always be men who do not mind," Fu Qingquan's gaze became anxious and sorrowful. Nanxi genuinely loathed his eyes filled with sympathy and pity, as if they were saying: It doesn't matter if you don't have it... I can accept your... She detested such a gaze.

On many a night filled with the venomous bite of despair, on many a night when Nanxi felt trapped between the desire to live and the inability to seek death, she relied on dreaming to comfort herself

The doctor said, you may have had an abortion

"No need, I will definitely find someone who loves me and can accept me," Nanxi stood up and issued an eviction order, "After all, that bastard is not me"

Fortunately, Ji Chenyang was very patient. When winter arrived, he invited Nanxi to go skiing in the north, but Nanxi politely declined the proposal, citing a well-known figure in the industry who was performing "Dream of Awakening" in Suzhou. Due to many ambiguous relationships, whether moving from obscurity to openness or from openness to farewell, it often began with solitary men and women traveling together. Ji Chenyang did not lose heart; he immediately asked someone to buy two tickets and accompanied Nanxi to go, while also planning to enjoy local delicacies in old Suzhou. The senior's performance of "Dream of Awakening" was steady yet ethereal, and the tofu pudding in old Suzhou was particularly refreshing and delicious. This short trip brought great joy to Nanxi. Upon returning home, Fu Dad and Nan Mom had already gone to bed. Nanxi was relieved to have avoided a round of questioning today. She tiptoed back to the third floor, but as soon as she opened the door, she was met with a smell of smoke that did not belong in her bedroom.

Professor Zhong patiently explained to Nanxi: "What is emphasized in the scene of the Xu Ge? It is the kind of emotion that Yang Guifei embodies—pouting without resentment, being annoyed without anger. You must understand that after this scene, the feelings between Li and Yang have deepened, not faded. You have practiced the external aspects very well, but you have not grasped the essence of the internal spirit. Later, you should watch the recording yourself; that is not Yang Guifei acting coy, but rather a vivid portrayal of Qin Xianglian arriving at Kaifeng Prefecture, accusing the fickle Chen Shimei!" You have practiced the external aspects very well, but you have not grasped the essence of the internal spirit. Later, you should watch the recording yourself; that is not Yang Guifei acting coy, but rather a vivid portrayal of Qin Xianglian arriving at Kaifeng Prefecture, accusing the fickle Chen Shimei!

The name "Chen Yang" turned on the tip of Fu Qingquan's tongue, carrying a peculiar emotion that deepened Nanxi's confusion. Then, Fu Qingquan whispered, "She is looking for me."

Nanxi nodded and smiled: "I know."

Fu Qingquan finally found himself at a loss for words. He had thought that if Nanxi still harbored even a trace of hatred towards him, then at least—at least there would be room for redemption. However, he now realized the absurdity of this notion. Nanxi did still hate him, but this hatred was no longer related to love; it was merely a natural response to a form of injury.

Nanxi opened the drawer and began to tidy up the band-aids and cotton swabs that had just been taken out, preparing to close the drawer. However, his hands were stopped by Fu Qingquan. The spark of excitement flickered in Fu's eyes, and before Nanxi could intervene, he had already pulled out two items.

Who is that man

A cool breeze gently brushed past on a summer night, yet a slight warmth surfaced on Nanxi's face

Nanxi's face suddenly turned pale as snow, and after a long while, she suddenly smiled and said, "Is that so? So what?"

I am too ashamed to even utter the words "I am sorry".

I have never told you this? Nanxi coldly laughed to herself. After the college entrance examination results were released, she wanted to find him. At that time, she thought he still liked her to some extent; perhaps the harsh words he had said before were just momentary outbursts of anger. Unfortunately, she could never find an opportunity, as he seemed very busy. She heard that he went to the workshop to study, and Father Fu had already arranged for his son to study mechanical engineering and then inherit the family business, all of which Nanxi was aware of. Strangely, he was so busy that he completely disappeared from sight. Later, when he brought Xiao Xian home for dinner, she realized that he had spent the entire summer vacation with Xiao Xian. The reason he gave to Father Fu was that Xiao Xian was studying computer science, and since the company always needed someone to work on the website, it was better to hire Xiao Xian than an outsider, which would save costs and ensure reliability. Nanxi knew that he was merely looking for an excuse to let Xiao Xian earn that tuition fee.

What he desires is merely a pet, one that he can manipulate at will, just as he does with Tang Tang, so too with her

Fu Qingquan's lips slightly trembled, as if she wanted to speak but hesitated. After a long while, she let out a soft sigh, her voice becoming even more gentle: "Even if... even if you liked him before, you are no longer young; you should understand better now. Such a person is unreliable. I understand men's thoughts much better than you do. Any man with even a slight sense of conscience would never let the woman he loves go through an abortion."

Fu Qingquan had not yet understood and asked, "What?"

A seemingly casual remark from Nanxi struck Fu Qingquan like a bolt from the blue, leaving his face as pale as paper. Nanxi quickly enjoyed the changes in his expression, then turned to find a cotton swab for herself to stop the bleeding. Fu Qingquan had been hit hard, and it still throbbed painfully as he pressed on it. She inhaled sharply, and Fu Qingquan, still in disbelief, turned to ask: "Me?"

On the weekend, Ji Chenyang and Xiao Xian came to the Fu family for dinner. As the meal had not yet started, Fu Qingquan was privately chatting with Xiao Xian while holding a cat. Nanxi finally made up her mind and walked over to Fu Qingquan, saying: "Do you have any friends who want to adopt a cat?"

The female doctor asked, "Your parents still don't know, do they? Should we notify them?" Nanxi instinctively shook her head. The female doctor then asked, "What about your boyfriend? Does he know?" Nanxi shook her head vigorously again. The female doctor inquired, "So what are you planning to do?" Nanxi remained dazed, and heard the female doctor say to someone, "Kids these days, really, sigh!"

What do you want?" Nanxi's voice was laced with sarcasm, but unfortunately, some did not catch on. "Should I force him to marry me, or simply kill him to silence him?"

"People like this, keep your distance from him." Fu Qingquan's tone could not conceal the concern within, and Nanxi laughed even more freely: "I know." Fu Qingquan felt a bit relieved, yet still hesitant to believe it, and repeated her words to ask: "Do you really... understand?"

So... what are you laughing at

Yes

"Do you still keep it?" The voice of the clear spring could not conceal the joy, and even her hands could not help but tremble.

Nanxi remained silent, while Fu Qingquan reached out again to brush aside her bangs, his fingertips gently tracing over the scar. That night, he had done the same, under the moonlight, when she was uncertain whether his feelings were genuine or feigned, he had pushed aside her bangs and placed a kiss on her forehead.

Why can't Nanxi fall in love with someone else? Not long ago, she even let Tangtang go because of Ji Chenyang, and that cat, which had almost scratched her face, she still refused to let go.

"That man who made you have an abortion!" Fu Qingquan was easily provoked again, "You have completely disgraced our Fu family!"

In that moment, Fu Qingquan's smile, as radiant as the stars in the night sky, led her to believe that he, to some extent, had a certain fondness for her

Fu Qingquan's brows immediately furrowed, and clusters of flames ignited in his eyes: "Is he entangling you?"

He stammered, even daring not to raise his head to look at Nanxi

Fu Qingquan frowned and remained silent, while Xiao Xian quickly advised: "Forget it, forget it. Come, give me the candy, and I will take care of it for a few days. You can think it over and decide later."

The box contains a boxwood seal inscribed with "Clear Spring Stream" and a stainless steel knife card

The pie that Ji Chenyang received was rather large, and she feared that if she were not careful, she might end up knocking herself out.

She understood that Fu Qingquan's intention to keep Tangtang at home was because Tangtang loved to scratch people. If Fu Qingquan was not careful, he would end up with scratches all over his body. Therefore, he simply decided to disable it, ensuring that it would never have the power to harm anyone again

Nanxi still did not understand what had happened: "What did she want from you?"

A single sentence, like a sudden awakening, roused Nanxi from his state of confusion

Nanxi came to understand that it was futile to try to conceal the truth, as she had never intended to do so. However, such matters were ultimately not worth making public to the world

Fu Qingquan was still roaring, poking her in the nose and scolding her for being shameless, accusing her of being just like her mother, capable of doing all sorts of disgraceful things, even though he had yet to uncover the reasons behind her shameless actions. Nanxi sat on the floor, leaning against the corner, listening to Fu Qingquan's incessant curses. Fu Qingquan was not truly a shrew; after a thorough scolding, having vented most of his anger, he began to question her about when and where it was that she had an abortion and what kind of man was involved. Nanxi found it somewhat amusing in her heart, for she could actually detect a hint of pity mixed with frustration in Fu Qingquan's fierce demeanor, as if he were lamenting her failure to live up to expectations.

Today, Aunt Fang called me

After Fu Qingquan finished his furious tirade, he finally fell silent, approached, and squatted down, his voice surprisingly cautious: "Who is it?"

It has been proven that Nanshi's extensive preparations were not in vain, as Mr. Andrew, during his visit to Hangzhou, surprisingly spoke Mandarin with perfect pronunciation. Previously, Father Ji mentioned that Mr. Andrew only knew a few phrases for casual conversation, which indicates that he has indeed put in considerable effort over the past few years. The term "China expert" is no longer just a superficial label.

Nanxi was also very reluctant, yet she composed herself and calmly said: "It is not that I dislike its lameness, but rather that the morning sun is allergic to it"

That means she still has a little love for him

Mr. Andrew immediately recognized that Professor Zhong was an expert, and after watching the performance, he headed straight to the backstage to discuss with him. Ji Chenyang was determined to support Nanxi, and naturally sought ways to hint at this in front of his parents. The standards set by Ji's father and mother for a daughter-in-law were primarily based on social status and the potential benefits to Ji Chenyang's future development. The Ji family elders felt that Nanxi's profession did not significantly benefit Ji Chenyang, but upon learning that she was the daughter brought by Fu Qingquan's stepmother, they did not raise many objections at the time. Ji Chenyang was well aware of this, and thus he increasingly wanted to take advantage of Mr. Andrew's words to praise Nanxi a few times, so that she could gain some face in front of her parents. Mr. Andrew was also very understanding, praising Nanxi for her excellent sense of rhythm, noting that her performance was both varied and harmonious, with a balance of strength and softness, and a lasting charm. Nanxi felt relieved, believing she had finally completed a significant task, but unexpectedly, when Professor Zhong returned, he criticized her harshly, stating, "Nanxi, your emotions are not right; not only do I see it, but even Mr. Andrew has noticed something is off!"

Fu Qingquan's rough palm grazed her cheek, like sparks suddenly igniting on a desolate plain, clusters of warmth that could no longer comfort her cooling heart

She has long surpassed the age at which she needs him to repent

Sometimes, one needs to be a bit ruthless

The sudden upheaval nearly destroyed Nanxi's entire life, and she often suspected that her roommates knew something. They frequently gathered to chat, and whenever she approached, they would fall silent, their gazes towards her peculiar. There are often posts on Tianya reminiscing about youth; others' university experiences are filled with youthful beauty, while hers is desolate and bleak, with not a single friend.

Because she clearly understands that in real life, she will never be able to step on Fu Qingquan, a person of such excellence, and she knows how many people are counting on him to secure a livelihood, thus she can only rely on dreaming to comfort herself

Ji Chenyang heard them arguing and hurried over to mediate: "It's fine, it's fine, I'm not here to eat every day, I just won't hold it."

Fu Qingquan was utterly dejected, for so many years, there had never been a moment of such despair.

"If the cat is limping, you must take care of it," Nanxi still appeared somewhat dazed, unsure of what she was actually saying, "What if the person is limping? Are you simply going to kill the person instead?"

Xiao Xian, without further ado, snatched the candy and said: "I don't care, the company has paid, I am the boss, I will take care of it later!"

The room m. hetushu. comcom was dimly lit, and for a moment, Nanxi forgot to turn on the light. She could only see a wisp of swirling smoke, accompanied by a flickering flame, which belonged to Fu Qingquan, who was smoking in her room

If you have a friend who raises cats and does not mind that Tang Tang has a lame leg, then you can give Tang Tang away

After Tangtang was sent away, several nights passed when the family chatted together. Fu Qingquan would whistle twice, hoping to call Tangtang out, but upon realizing that Tangtang was no longer there, his expression would turn extremely poor. Although Nanxi also missed Tangtang, she was not as dejected as Fu Qingquan. On the other hand, Ji Chenyang was now more relaxed. It turned out that he had wanted to please Tangtang by taking the pet route, but unfortunately, his physique simply did not match. After playing with Tangtang for a while, he would find it hard to recover for several days. Now that Tangtang had been sent away, whenever Fu's father invited him to eat or play chess, he would stay without any reservations. Nan's mother also had an increasingly good impression of him, even going so far as to personally cook for him every time he came over, clearly adopting an attitude as if he were a prospective son-in-law.

Fu Qingquan's complexion looked much better, at least in his heart, Nanxi's guilt had been reduced by more than half. He reached out to help Nanxi up, secretly regretting his earlier outburst, his tone softened with a hint of coaxing: "Who is it? How come I've never heard of him before... Please tell me his address and name, and I will help you deal with it." As he spoke, he reached out to smooth her bangs. Fearing that he might have truly caused some trouble earlier, he noticed a few strands of blood seeping from Nanxi's forehead. Fu Qingquan quickly pressed down on the wound, intending to help Nanxi sit down and then find a band-aid.

You have raised it for two years

I have nothing to do with it, " said Qingquan, perhaps wanting to argue about something, as he hurriedly grabbed her. Nanxi waved her hand to push him away and laughed, " So what does that have to do with me? "

Ji Chenyang chuckled softly and after a long while replied, "It's never too late." His voice was gentle like the faint chirping of insects outside the window, and it was warm enough to reassure her, "It's never too late, I have long been prepared for a protracted battle."

He has forgotten that many years have passed between them since that incident occurred

At this moment, Fu Qingquan may regard her somewhat as a younger sister

Nanxi rolled up his sleeve, revealing several terrifying red patches on Jichenyang's arm, and said: "How can you still say it's nothing?"

Man?

In that voice, there was an infinite sorrow, causing Nanxi to nearly soften her heart. She turned her face to the other side and said, "Isn't this only natural?" After speaking, she teased with a smile, "But then again, there are probably many women willing to have an abortion for you now, and they wouldn't even hate you."

However, she has performed this particular piece over one hundred and eighty times, so why did a problem arise this time

Ji Chenyang's voice was low and gentle: "I am happy"

Joke

The Ji family also became enthusiastic about this marriage proposal, subtly indicating that Ji Chenyang should take Nanxi back to formally meet. Although Nanxi was determined to give up on Fu Qingquan, she did not dare to settle down so quickly. Ji Chenyang was indeed very good to her, but she reflected that throughout her life, while she had not encountered particularly unfortunate events, she had not experienced particularly good luck either. Although Nanxi was determined to give up on Fu Qingquan, she did not dare to settle down so quickly. Ji Chenyang was indeed very good to her, but she reflected that throughout her life, while she had not encountered particularly unfortunate events, she had not experienced particularly good luck either.

After many years, this knife card remains as sharp as ever, glimmering with a silvery light under the moonlight

Nanxi found a band-aid, disinfected the wound with an alcohol swab, and then applied it. After she adjusted her bangs to cover the scar, Fu Qingquan had already sat down on the bed beside her. His expression showed a hint of hesitation and confusion. After a while, he gently asked: "Why have you never told me about this?"

That knife card was the last birthday gift she received from Fu Qingquan. He was taken by Fu's father to the workshop, where he made many items, some of which were quite decent while others were not.

Fu Qingquan stood with his hands behind his back, a faint yet deeply imprinted emotion gathering between his brows. After coldly staring at Nanxi for a while, he tugged at the corner of his mouth and said, "Don't you know? Chen Yang is allergic to cats"

Nanxi softened her heart and decided to let him off the hook: "I understand, I also want to leave him, as far away as possible, but he never lets me go."

Fu Qingquan was having a lively conversation with Xiao Xian when he was suddenly interrupted by her. Fu Qingquan's expression darkened, and his attitude reflected considerable dissatisfaction: "What is it with you now?"

It is not Yang Guifei accusing Emperor Xuanzong of Tang, nor is it Qin Xianglian accusing Chen Shimei, but rather it is her, Nanxi, who is accusing Fu Qingquan

Where was he when she felt lost and at a loss in life

As she spoke these words, a rush of exhilaration surged within her, flowing and swirling everywhere, as if she were experiencing an unprecedented joy. She could not help but steal a glance at Fu Qingquan's expression; he was first taken aback, then suddenly became despondent, lowering his head in a state of dejection: "... this way."

Nanxi was reluctant to admit that it was Fu Qingquan who made her understand this, feeling quite guilty towards Ji Chenyang. She then asked, "So what else are you sensitive about? Or..." She pondered for a moment and realized she knew very little about Ji Chenyang. "For example, are you picky with food? Every time you come to my house for a meal, I have never asked you about any dietary restrictions."

I know

That unreliable and heartless person, whom I wish to leave yet cannot let go, is far away yet so close at hand

Is there a resort there where I can keep a cat

He raised his head again, and there seemed to be a glimmer of hope in his gaze: "I thought... you somewhat liked me."

She is capable, but he has stifled her chance to be with the one she loves from the very beginning

Is it too late now? She was filled with guilt, fearing that Ji Chenyang might not understand, and after a pause, she added, I mean... is it too late for me to ask now?

Nanxi quietly put an end to all her thoughts, with a single-minded desire to fly far away, to leave this home that had become unfamiliar to her forever. Ignoring everyone's objections, she insisted on applying to all her preferred schools in the north, believing that this would bring her liberation, yet she completely failed to consider the consequences that night might bring

His large palm pressed against her entire cheek, the roughness of his palm was nothing like that of a young gentleman

Because her gaze, for a long time, was solely fixed on another person

On the other end of the phone, Ji Chenyang suddenly chuckled softly. Nanxi, puzzled, asked him what was going on. Ji Chenyang suppressed his laughter and said, "It's nothing, anyway, Sister Yang had already asked me in advance."

"Previously, I asked you not to keep it, but you insisted on doing so, causing chaos in the house. Now that it has a limp, you want to send it away. You find it unsightly with its limp, but do others not feel the same?"

Nanxi gently brushed him aside, leaning against the desk, crossing her arms and smiling as she asked, "How do you intend to resolve your own issues?"

Tang Tang left this home, perhaps no one would care for it anymore, perhaps... perhaps it might even die, Nanxi thought, just like she was now, leaving the protection of Fu Qingquan, she did not know whether she had the strength to survive

Nanxi smiled even more gently and amiably, resembling a perfectly well-behaved little sister: "I suppose so."

However, even death would be better than the current situation

However, at this moment, Fu Qingquan truly felt ashamed and regretful as he begged her for forgiveness, yet she only felt anger

"So what?" Fu Qingquan was infuriated by her dismissive reaction and casually picked up the jade paperweight from the table and threw it at her. Nanxi did not dodge; the hard base of the jade paperweight struck her forehead directly. She leaned against the wall as she fell, and Fu Qingquan seemed still unsatisfied with his anger, yet he did not dare to strike again. He angrily crushed the cigarette butt and then stomped on it with his leather shoe, as if this could reduce those shameful people and matters to ashes.

As for whether Ji Chenyang is the right person, Nanxi does not know; she only knows that if it is not Ji Chenyang, it will be someone else

Fu Qingquan's hand reached to the back of Nanxi's head, his gaze intertwined with regret and shame. After a long while, he asked: "What... what should we do?"

He stared intently at Nanxi, striving to capture every subtle change on her face. He even hoped that she would scorn him harshly, as this might prove that she still harbored some resentment towards him

Nanxi clearly remembers that during the routine physical examination when she first entered university, what was supposed to be a standard procedure took an unexpected turn. The middle-aged female doctor, who was checking her shoulders, neck, waist, and abdomen, suddenly changed her expression dramatically after taking her pulse. The doctor specifically asked her to stay after the examination; perhaps at that time, Nanxi's youthful appearance made the doctor reluctant to scold her, so she quietly conveyed the seriousness of the situation to her.

The limping cat, Tangtang, lay at the foot of the stairs and mewed softly. Nanxi crouched down to pick up Tangtang, gently stroking its injured right front leg with a heart full of compassion. Fu Qingquan's voice echoed in her ears: "After all, it's just a lame cat; we might as well get rid of it."

Nanxi was slightly taken aback. Ji Chenyang's mother is surnamed Fang. She asked in confusion, "Is she looking for Chenyang for something? We... his phone is on, after all"

Later, the female doctor kindly helped her contact the hospital. The doctors and nurses in those places were accustomed to such matters, and the disdain that unconsciously revealed in their expressions left a lasting impression on Nanxi. Moreover, the surgical fees had caused her to scrimp and save for an entire semester. When she returned during the winter break, both Fu's father and Nan's mother could hardly believe that there was a school in the capital, Beijing, with such poor food quality

Emperor Tang Ming merely forgot the vow regarding the golden hairpin and the jade box for a moment, whereas Fu Qingquan has truly long forgotten the name engraved on that boxwood.

Perhaps at this moment, the man before me truly cares for me in some way

Fu Qingquan took it carefully and asked, "Do you ... ... hate me?"

"Forget to throw it away," Nanxi snatched both items and picked up the steel knife to scrape at the boxwood seal. Fu Qingquan was unable to stop her and could only watch helplessly as Nanxi ruined the seal, leaving it unrecognizable and scarred. In the end, she shoved both items into his hands, "Do you still want this?"

We, "Nanxi turned his head away, unwilling to face Fu Qingquan's gaze, which was as deep as the sea, and then heard him ask, "You and I."

Nanxi felt a sudden stir in her heart; she had never thought that such a casual expression of concern would bring such joy to another person. This feeling, though not part of her plans, gradually warmed her heart, yet it was accompanied by a sense of regret. Indeed, she had never truly cared about what Ji Chenyang liked or disliked.

In fact, this statement cannot be considered a complete lie

Nanxi originally intended to tell Fu Qingquan to be quiet; she did not want him to realize a few minutes later that the man he was cursing was, in fact, himself

Over the years, the only one who has firmly engraved everything in her heart is her alone

You asked me for the first time what I like and what I do not like

Where was he when she lay alone on the cold operating table

Nanxi has not seen him smoking for a long time, the last time was many years ago, the faint scent of tobacco from many years ago

Concerned that Nanxi might not take it well, Professor Zhong said a few soft words, mentioning that Mr. Andrew indeed praised her potential, and if she could embody both form and spirit, her future development should not be underestimated. Nanxi was unsure where she had gone wrong, so she took the video tape home, closed the door, and watched it repeatedly. As an observer, she immediately identified the issue: she had indeed failed to manage her emotions properly.

At such times, Nanxi began to acknowledge that Fu Qingquan had contributed greatly to this family and felt a sense of guilt towards her as well

There was a hint of gloating in his voice, and after speaking, he turned around and leisurely went downstairs. Nanxi recalled carefully but could not remember whether Ji Chenyang had had any contact with Tangtang before. After dinner, Ji Chenyang called, and Nanxi asked him if he was allergic to cats. Ji Chenyang felt a bit embarrassed and awkwardly laughed, saying, "Have you found me out?"

Father Fu and Mother Nan originally intended to mediate, but due to Nan Xi's resolute attitude, Fu Qingquan ultimately had to concede and agreed to let Xiao Xian take Tang Tang away to care for her for a few days

Now Fu Qingquan comes to ask her why she did not tell him earlier

He truly does not want her to be deceived by outsiders

She touched the doorknob and asked in surprise, "How did you get into my room?"

Nanxi pushed his hand away and asked with a smile, "What should we do?"

Fu Qingquan still did not speak, only holding Tang Tang protectively like a mother bear, his gaze filled with uncertainty. After a long while, he finally spoke, his voice unexpectedly low: "Are you going to give Tang Tang away?"

For example, dreaming of Fu Qingquan crawling at her feet, seeking her forgiveness

"Otherwise, who else could it be?" Nanxi smiled and mentioned the date of her surgery, September 17th of her freshman year. She told the female doctor that she had encountered a criminal, was too afraid to report it, and that her lack of understanding had led to this situation.

He squinted his eyes, staring at her in utter confusion. Her complexion was somewhat terrifying, especially the pale, snow-like face, on which a smile appeared increasingly eerie. However, he was extremely angry and had no time to consider these things: "The good deed you did was so well concealed that even I was kept in the dark! No wonder you refused to come back all those years ago, even at the cost of your life! Now, how wonderful it is, you are so eager to marry into the Ji family, aren't you? The doctor who conducted your annual check-up is Aunt Fang's associate!" No wonder you refused to come back all those years ago, even at the cost of your life! Now, how wonderful it is, you are so eager to marry into the Ji family, aren't you? The doctor who conducted your annual check-up is Aunt Fang's associate!

What should I do?" Nanxi absentmindedly fiddled with the sandalwood comb on the table, "I am not pregnant now, and even if I were, it wouldn't be like back then when I had to sneak around, unable to find anyone to accompany me to the hospital.