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Only Su Wanbai and Murong Aotian were left in the ward.

Murong Aotian anxiously looked into the distance, but did not say a word.

"What happened? "Why didn't you answer my phone?" Murong Aotian could no longer hold back, he grabbed Su Wanbai's hand tightly.

Su Wanbai's face changed slightly. She tried her best to pull back her hand and glared at him in disgust.

This kind of expression caused Murong Aotian to be very injured. He threw himself upon her, and she? It would be sad if he had a cold eye. Something big must have happened. Her attitude towards him had completely changed! Was it Nangong Bingjie who had incited her or what did Andy say to her? Murong Aotian guessed, guessed, and did not dare to say anything more.

"I know!" Su Wanbai suddenly said indifferently.

"What do you know?" Murong Aotian did not understand.

"The person who killed my dad... It's you! " Su Wanbai raised her arm, her long fingers trembling as she pointed at Murong Aotian's nose.

Murong Aotian's face immediately lost all color, his eyes flashed a trace of pain, and her head unconsciously drooped down. That was an accident, Andy almost took his life. Since young, he had never been at such a disadvantage. Furthermore, at that time, he had mistakenly thought that Andy was Su Wanbai's boyfriend. No one expected that Su Wanbai's father would jump and protect Andy. Nothing could be recovered. When he received the news, he was also astonished. If Su Wanbai found out the truth one day, she definitely wouldn't let him off. However, he still held onto his last bit of luck, thinking that as long as she could hide it well, everything would remain a secret forever. He had sent people to poison the assassin, but he did not expect the assassin to be immune to all poisons since he was young.

The will of heaven was making people feel helpless!

"Listen to me, at that time …" Murong Aotian wanted to make the last line of defense.

"Now that my father is dead and has disappeared from this world, what else do you have to say? No matter how well you explain it, will you be able to save my father's life? " Su Wanbai's eyes were cold and harsh, her gaze was full of hatred.

"Then what do you want me to do?" Murong Aotian slumped onto the chair, painfully rubbing his hair.

"Complete news from my world! I never want to see you again! " Su Wanbai turned her head around as tears welled up in her eyes.

Andy asked her whether he should kill Murong Aotian to resolve his hatred, but if she were to kill him, could it be exchanged with his father's life? No! She had always hated blood. Besides, it was already too late to repay the grievances. Instead of living a life of hatred, it was better to return to the bridge and live a life of your own. This was the best punishment for him, and also the best consolation for himself. Lady Hui's dream was forever just a dream. She never thought about marrying into a rich family, and furthermore, Murong Aotian had never planned to give her a marriage.

Now that it was over, it was still too late.

"And if I refuse?" Murong Aotian growled as he stared with his scarlet eyes.

"Then I can only follow my father's footsteps and leave this world. In this world, other than family and friends, there is no longer any attachment!" Su Wanbai said in a tone that seemed to transcend the mundane world.

"You forced me?" Murong Aotian was stunned.

"I've never forced you to do anything. I'm just giving you a choice!" Su Wanbai stubbornly raised her head, preventing her tears from falling.

"Since I was young, I've always been the one to choose. I'm not willing to give up …" Murong Aotian's voice was deep and hoarse.

"Put away your condescending sense of superiority! It's nothing to be rich. "You will still experience old age, sickness and death. Even after doing something bad, you will still go to hell." Su Wanbai clenched her teeth and said.

"Who told you this?" Murong Aotian asked.

"That is no longer important." Su Wanbai waved her hand, signalling for Murong Aotian to leave.

A sudden mist rose in his eyes, and he thought he would never shed tears for anyone again. But this woman's heartlessness had broken his heart, and she did not even give him a chance to explain. Before he could rejoice in her love, he was about to experience the pain of losing her. No, he did not want to lose her. He wanted to embrace her and slowly grow old with her. Any woman from before would be a hasty passerby in his life. Only she belonged to his heart and was where his heart went. He even regretted that he should have waited for her to appear if he had known that he would meet her, so he could proudly tell her that all the love I had in my life had been given to you alone. But now, it was too late. There was nothing that could be done about it.

He was like a ruthless lion, rushing towards Su Wanbai with extreme sorrow.

He held her tight in her arms and closed his eyes.

He probed the position of her lips aggressively and kissed them hard. The alluring red lips, sparkling and translucent white teeth, and the small tongue of lilac would no longer belong to him. She would meet other men. She would grow old with other men. When he thought of this, he went crazy with jealousy. Su Wanbai struggled desperately, biting on his lips with determination, wanting to take him away. But he seemed to forget the pain and to focus on her scent.

He finally stopped, his brow locked in pain.

Su Wanbai bit his tongue, and fresh blood dripped down from the corners of her mouth.

Murong Aotian laughed, he was so enchanting that it was hard to look away.

"Can you give me another round of warmth? One last time! " Murong Aotian gazed deeply into Su Wanbai's desolate eyes.

"I …" Su Wanbai rejected, but before she could finish, his head was grabbed by the back of his head. He kissed her frantically as he dragged her toward the bathroom.

The door was locked from the inside, causing Murong Aotian to anxiously take off his clothes. His wheat colored naked body was filled with the temptation of Adam. From start to finish, their lips pressed together, never parted for a moment. Su Wanbai frowned slightly as she groaned in pain. When Murong Aotian suddenly opened his eyes, he realized that he was holding onto Su Wanbai's arm with too much force.

His strong and slender fingers undid the buttons on Su Wanbai's hospital gown one by one, wandering around her voluptuous breasts. Never before had he caressed a woman so delicately, with irresistible despair and sorrow. He wanted to depict her carefully, to carve her in the back of his mind. He sniffed her body greedily, his eyes shining with an unrelenting love.

In the end, he did not enter her.

Her scrunched eyebrows and the anger in her eyes caught his eye, and the corners of his mouth curled up in an evil smile.

Naked body, tightly pressed embrace like a moving oil painting, the moment is eternal.

This pain was one that Su Wanbai and Murong Aotian would never be able to cross. On this point, they had a tacit understanding.

Murong Aotian left the sickroom with large strides. This time, it seemed to be the same as usual.

Su Wanbai was surprised and disappointed for a moment, he still left, and from then on, there would be no more interactions between them. However, thinking about it, this was good as well. If she didn't go near it, there wouldn't be any harm. For more than twenty years, she had suffered enough. For the rest of her life, she only wanted to live a normal and ordinary life. He would definitely find a better woman, but for her, it didn't matter even if she was alone for the rest of her life. It was enough for such a man to have stayed his entire life. The short time between them was enough for her to reminisce for the rest of her life.

Just as Su Wanbai laid back down the sickbed, she felt her stomach churning. She didn't have time to put on her shoes, so she ran barefoot into the bathroom again and vomited into the toilet. With tears flowing down her face, Su Wanbai's face became as pale as a desolate ghost girl. She smiled sinisterly and hollowly, floating slowly in the small space.

This was her fate. Something had already changed, but it also seemed like it had never changed.

She was probably pregnant.

She didn't dare to tell this news to anyone because it was just a guess. Although she and Murong Ao hadn't deliberately taken any measures, Su Wanbai had always taken her medicine, so the chances of him being pregnant were minuscule to begin with.

She had fallen into endless struggle and despair. She was pregnant with the child of the father-murdering enemy. The child had become an important hidden danger between them. The next day, she asked Su Xiaomi to buy some pregnancy test papers. After sending Su Wanbai to the bathroom, Su Xiaomi paced back and forth in the room anxiously. His heart was in her throat, as if it would pop out at any time.

The door opened with a "Squeak" sound. Su Wanbai walked out with her head lowered, a strand of hair hanging in front of her face right before her eyes. Her true expression could not be seen.

"Pregnant?" Su Xiaomi asked with a trembling voice.

"Nope." Su Wanbai slowly moved to the front of the bed and sat down.

"You should be happy, shouldn't you? Why are you still frowning?" Su Xiaomi asked in a low voice as she held Su Wanbai's shoulders.

Su Wanbai was stunned, she did not know why, but when a bar appeared on the pregnancy test paper, her brain suddenly stopped for a few seconds. She remembered wrong. She thought one of them was pregnant, so she looked down at the explanation, but it wasn't. She and Murong Aotian were completely finished, but she kept hoping for him to leave something behind. A child was obviously the best gift. She was conflicted and conflicted like this. When the answer finally appeared before her, she was unable to believe it.

She took out a few more pregnancy test papers from Su Xiaomi's bag and rushed into the bathroom.

Five minutes later she came out again, looking crestfallen, a wry smile on her face.

The child of the father-murdering enemy, why did she still hold onto hope? If this life really did exist, shouldn't she have killed it at the first possible moment?

Loneliness, despairing loneliness swept through her soul. She slumped down on the bed and stared unblinkingly at the ceiling.

Having been in the hospital for more than half a month, she had indeed refused to leave.

Mother Mo Xinran definitely knew about this from Andy's mouth. Mu Xiaotian being Murong Aotian was already something that could no longer be hidden. Su Wanbai didn't even dare to imagine how she would be feeling right now. Her mother was getting older and more and more nagging. When she got home, she was met with endless nagging and complaining, and the thought of it gave her a terrible headache.

"Mom, I'm sorry!" Su Wanbai silently said in her heart.