02

This ring ... She had seen it at a Cartier VIP banquet. At that time, she was his companion, and in that fleeting moment, she couldn't help but be moved. Chen Suining casually leaned to her ear and said, "If you like it ... then let's buy it as an engagement ring in the future."

Jianan unconsciously caressed her still flat abdomen, biting her lips tightly. She appeared so fragile that a single blow could shatter her, yet she was terrifyingly stubborn: "No, I want to be born."

He sighed heavily: "Little girl, from childhood to now, your father has rarely imposed restrictions on you. You have always done as you please, and I have never forced you to do anything. But now, you have made yourself into such a state, and you still refuse to listen to your father? Father... truly cares for your well-being."

At that time, she thought he was proposing, but little did she know that he was planning a wedding with someone else. Xu Jianan suddenly felt a pang in her heart; she leaned against the pillow, pressing down on her chest in pain, and, in a self-torturing manner, looked at the photos of the bride

And it is now fittingly worn on Shu Ling's hand

His hand slowly moved upward with ill intentions, and his breath seemed to grow even more heated: "Have you ever thought about getting married?"

The most luxurious wedding of the year has emerged in Feihai

The wedding banquet was held at the Coastal Villa, which is one of the properties belonging to the OME elder Xu Yanhai. Behind this wedding, the most awkward person is probably him. There have been rumors that Chen Suining's previous girlfriend was Xu Yanhai's only daughter. The two had appeared openly in the OME office building and had traveled intimately together, even discussing marriage at one point. Is the banquet at the Coastal Villa a form of demonstration? The relationship during that period is intriguing and cannot be described as simple. It is reported that on the day of the wedding, neither Xu Yanhai nor his daughter attended. When reporters inquired about this matter with Chen Suining's spokesperson, the latter stated that this matter is purely fictitious.

Jianan mechanically raised his arm, but with a loud crash, he knocked over the pile of magazines and newspapers

The doctor said there is inflammation in your body, and you cannot undergo surgery yet. Xu Yanhai took a deep breath and said, "You should rest for a few more days. After the surgery, I will send you abroad."

Xu Jianan began to cough violently; she wanted to laugh heartily, to throw this magazine far away, far enough that she could no longer see it. However, all her strength had vanished, and even lifting a finger felt extraordinarily difficult. A sharp pain surged in her lower abdomen, and her consciousness gradually began to fade.

After a long while, Xu Yanhai sat back down on the sofa, gave a bitter smile, and slowly said: "Jianan, have you ever thought about it? What does it mean for this child to be born? Chen Suining is already married, and I know his temperament and personality; he will not acknowledge this child. Why go through all this... what is the point?"

He threw down a pile of newspapers and magazines and left the ward without looking back

The Legend of Cinderella

Lying in bed at this moment, it seems as if she can quietly sense a small life growing within her body, that genuine feeling of being connected by flesh and blood... This makes Xu Jianan feel astonished; why was she so impulsive before, to the extent of wanting to perish together with Chen Suining?

A wedding can attract attention in such a way solely because of the groom

"Dad..." The burning pain on her cheek, the metallic taste of blood lingering at the corner of her mouth, Xu Jianan knew that her father had truly struck her with force, perhaps out of a sense of disappointment. From her line of sight, she could no longer see his face or expression. She turned her gaze away, lying straight on the bed, motionless, staring at the ceiling.

Even if he does not acknowledge it, that is still my child

Xu Yanhai stood up, furious: "That beast's offspring, you want to give birth to it? Are you not satisfied with the humiliation I have suffered this time?"

The nurse cast a glance, somewhat unnaturally controlling her gaze, and placed it in front of her.

Xu Yanhai squinted his eyes and let out a heavy grunt, neither affirming nor denying.

Xu Yanhai silently gazed at his daughter. She was only in her early twenties, looking so young, how... how did it come to this situation?

Hmm... her heart skipped a beat, "What?"

Chen Suining, the latest successor of the OME Group... No matter what kind of grandiose words are used to describe it, it is not an exaggeration

"Dad, he wouldn't treat me this way." Xu Jianan dared not look at her father's face any longer, yet she stubbornly persisted.

Miss Xu, please measure your body temperature again

With a loud crash, the crystal vase on the coffee table shattered

"He wouldn't treat you this way?" Xu Yanhai looked down at his daughter, who was curled up in a ball, seemingly filled with anger yet also with a sense of compassion. "You take a look at these yourself."

Xu Jianan unconsciously extended her finger, seemingly wanting to touch his brow bone or perhaps his very thin lips. In a daze, she recalled that a week ago, he had taken her to soak in a hot spring. In that pool, there were only the two of them; she was drowsy from the steam, and he quietly approached from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist, the warm air blowing against her neck, murmuring: "Little girl, do you like being with me?"

She stared blankly at the photograph, unaware that the nurse had quietly entered the room

"Dad ... ... I'm sorry ... ... " Xu Jianan said in a hoarse voice, speaking softly, "I was wrong ... ... but I really couldn't control myself ... ... "

In this photograph, the only element that connects to this high-end fashion magazine is likely the oval-cut ring on her hand—an 8-carat oval-cut diamond ring that Cartier once showcased at a jewelry exhibition, valued at tens of millions. The designer named it Αγάπη in Greek, which means "to cherish".

Xu Yanhai pressed the call button with a grim face, and the nurse entered with trepidation. She removed the needle from the patient and cautiously said, "Miss Xu, shall I insert it into the other hand?"

A commoner's journey into the aristocracy

Xu Yanhai sat down on the sofa. At over fifty years old, he still appeared robust. He held a cigar between his fingertips but did not light it. After glancing at his withered, pale daughter, he set it down.

Jianan almost numbly extended another hand, the tip of the needle touching the skin, bringing a sharp chill.

No—she would not be so foolish; after all, there is still that little fetus in this world that belongs to her

When Xu Jianan woke up, she was the only one in the hospital room. Everything was quiet. The medication was dripping slowly and smoothly, and pale sunlight filtered through the half-drawn curtain, casting small spots of light on the wall through the tiny plastic tube. A buzzing sound echoed in her ears, and she looked around in a daze. After a while, the doorknob was turned by someone.

Dad ... ... do you know?

The final volume, which is also the most exquisitely produced fashion magazine, provides a detailed breakdown of various aspects of the wedding—wedding car, wedding dress, diamond ring, banquet, and so on. It even mentions that the performance guests at the wedding command appearance fees reaching seven figures

The investigation into Chen Suining's former girlfriends - the last name is frighteningly familiar

Such memories were extremely painful for her, and she had to turn over, burying her face in the thick pillow, silently allowing her tears to ravage.

The girl wearing a laboratory work uniform possesses an exceptionally intelligent and refreshing aura, enhanced by her natural look, which exudes a clean beauty. In line with her appearance, her resume is equally impressive: Shu Ling, a doctor’s degree holder from the top domestic laboratory in "Pattern Recognition and Intelligent Systems," is certainly not just a pretty face.

The man in the photograph has his shirt cuffs rolled up to his elbows, with both hands tucked into the pockets of his black trousers. He stands in front of a large floor-to-ceiling window, slightly turned to the side, his profile is strikingly handsome, reflecting his usual expression: indifferent, languid, or perhaps nonchalant.

She nodded

Jianan stared blankly at the tall man by the bed, unable to utter a single word of "Dad." Instead, she received a sharp slap to the face. Instinctively, she raised her hand to block it, but the needle inserted in her hand was knocked askew, causing a large swelling to appear on the back of her hand.

He lowered his head, kissed her back, and chuckled softly: "It's nothing."

The panicked expression of the nurse beside her was the last scene she saw before her consciousness plunged into darkness

"But this is also your grandson... Dad..." Jianan closed his eyes and said, "He is my child, and I will give birth to him."

After the nurse finished administering the injection, she squatted down to tidy up and prepared to place the items on the bedside table. Xu Jianan suddenly spoke up, saying: "Could you please pass me the top book? I would like to take a look."

Jianan struggled to sit up, picking up the top newspaper, the headline was so large that it dazzled her