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But as a medical personnel, Zhan Yan and Du Xiaomo naturally recognized her. That was a woman's placenta after her miscarriage.

"Throw that thing away." Du Xiaomo anxiously shouted.

However, before she could finish her sentence, a shrill scream pierced the pitch-black night. Zhan Yan held her head with both hands, and painfully closed her eyes, "Ah …"

"Zhan Yan, don't be afraid. That's not Little Yan, that's not your child." Du Xiaomo was at a loss of what to do, she held her in her embrace, and consoled her non-stop, but then, Zhan Yan's body shrunk into a ball, and trembled violently.

Of course, they were not Zhan Yan's children. After the abortion, those things had already been taken care of. Just that, who could be so crazy as to send such a thing to provoke Zhan Yan at such a time?

Gao Yuxuan quickly picked up the things in his hands, pushed open the door and chased after them. However, he stood at the entrance of the hospital, the surroundings were completely silent, there was not even a shadow of the express delivery car.

After that night, Zhan Yan's entire body crumbled, and she became absent-minded from time to time. With Du Xiaomo and Gao Yuxuan's efforts, although Zhan Yan was willing to speak, most of the time she was in a wandering state, and could not answer any of their questions.

The doctor said that after being greatly stimulated, some people develop mental disorders. Some people have strong willpower and will recover soon, but some people will never recover and will end up dying. No one knew what Zhan Yan's outcome would be.

Du Xiaomo tried to contact Ji Weiyang, but she couldn't get help either. She scolded Ji Weiyang hundreds of times every day. After such a huge incident had happened to Zhan Yan, that so-called husband was actually wandering around the country. She might even be hugging a beautiful German woman with blonde hair and blue eyes.

As the days passed, Zhan Yan's condition became worse and worse. She practically spat out everything she ate, and could only rely on drinking blood to maintain her vital signs. She rapidly became thinner, to the point where she couldn't even look a bit.

In the morning, Du Xiaomo had already cooked some light white porridge and climbed up from the sickbed. She had just drunk two mouthfuls of porridge before she vomited continuously, to the point that her bile had almost come out.

"Xiaomo, I really can't eat it. Don't force me, okay?" Zhan Yan's clear eyes had already dried up and there weren't even any tears left in them.

However, Du Xiaomo placed the porcelain bowl into her bowl, and spoke with an unyielding tone, "Zhan Yan, how long more do you want to torture yourself for? You don't want to eat, you don't want to live, but have you ever thought about others? What will your father do if you die? Do you have the heart to let him see the white haired man off to the blacks? "

"Stop it, Xiaomo, stop it." Zhan Yan painfully covered her ears with her hands.

Du Xiaomo pressed both hands on her shoulders, not allowing her to escape in the slightest, "Zhan Yan, how much longer do you want to be decadent? These few days, Gao Yuxuan has been running and running about regarding your father's second instance trial, but as his biological daughter, you have always been hiding in your own shell, unwilling to face the reality. Zhan Yan, your child is gone, I know you are in pain, but you are still young, and your future path is still very long. You must become strong, you are your father's only reliance. "

Zhan Yan bit her lips tightly, tears flashing across her eyes. She trembled as she picked up the spoon, took one mouthful after another, and quickly swallowed the porridge.

However, just as the rice porridge entered her stomach, her stomach started to ache incessantly. She rushed into the washroom and habitually vomited out everything she had just eaten.

The water in the tap spluttered, washing away the filth. Zhan Yan's body slowly slid down, and limply fell on the tile floor. She also wanted to be strong and get better as soon as possible, but her stomach wouldn't listen to her, so she had no other choice.

"What should I do, Viyan, what should I do? "Why …" Why you weren't with me when I needed you most.

Zhan Yan muttered in pain as she covered her face with her hands, tears slowly flowing through the gaps of her fingers.

"Zhan Yan, what's wrong?" Du Xiaomo rushed into the washroom and struggled to help her up, "It's alright, Zhan Yan, let's take it slowly. "Sleep for a while first. Once you wake up, everything will be over."

Zhan Yan powerlessly laid down on the sickbed, and closed her eyes. She really hoped that all of this was just a nightmare, that after she woke up from the dream, everything would return to its original point. Her little face was still in her stomach, slowly growing day by day.

Zhan Yan struggled nonstop, but was unable to awaken from her dream. In the end, no matter whether she was awake or asleep, she was unable to free herself from her nightmare.

The second trial of Wei Jingnian was nearing, they never thought that Luo Meijuan would come to the hospital.

Through the window of the ward, she saw the girl curled up on the bed, her eyes dull. However, in the short span of a few days, her frail body could be described as emaciated like firewood. She was like a rapidly withering flower, and one could even feel her life slipping away bit by bit.

Luo Meijuan symbolically knocked on the door a few times, then pushed it open and entered.

Zhan Yan turned her head hesitantly. When she saw her, a look of astonishment flashed in her eyes, but she quickly recovered.

"I didn't expect you to come." Zhan Yan calmly opened her mouth and casually stroked her fingers on the back of her head. She was wearing a loose hospital gown and looked even thinner than before, but her eyes that were like black grapes flashed with a bright luster, as if she had been stunned for a moment just now. It was just that Luo Meijuan's illusion, had never existed.

Luo Meijuan dressed up very properly and sat down on a chair by the bed, "I heard that you are a prostitute. "It's a pity."

The corner of Zhan Yan's mouth curled into a cold smile as she replied indifferently, "You didn't come here just to feel pity for me, right?"

Zhan Yan did not show any friendliness, so Luo Meijuan naturally did not need to be courteous with her. In her eyes, this girl was the enemy who caused her sister's death, so killing her would not be excessive.

"Now that things have progressed to this point, you should understand that your marriage with Viyan can no longer continue. I have a divorce agreement with you, sign it." Luo Meijuan took out a stack of documents from her leather bag and handed it over to Zhan Yan.

Zhan Yan practically tore it into pieces without even looking at it. She simply could not imagine how cold-blooded the people from the Luo Family were. She knew that she had just lost her child, and that she could force her to sign the divorce agreement the next moment.

"I, Wei Zhanyan, am not a stubborn person. A divorce is fine, but let Ji Weiyang personally speak to me. Outsiders simply don't have the qualifications." She proudly raised her chin. Facing this powerful and noble lady, there was no trace of fear in her eyes.

Luo Meijuan was slightly taken aback. She had never thought that such a delicate and weak looking little girl would have such a prideful stubbornness hidden within her body. This couldn't help but cause Luo Meijuan to admire her somewhat.

But Luo Meijuan came from a prestigious clan, and had climbed and fought in the upper echelons of society and government for most of her life, so Zhan Yan was still a little too inexperienced and immature in front of her.

Luo Meijuan crossed her legs and raised her chin, her gaze filled with arrogance, "Originally, I didn't plan on letting your Wei Family go, but as a person, I tend to soften my heart.

Zhan Yan laughed coldly. According to Luo Meijuan's meaning, her retribution should be enough! Yes, her father had gone to prison, her unformed fetus had turned into a pool of blood, and her most beloved man had left her.

"I'm very grateful for Madam Gu's sympathy. If there's nothing else, Madam Gu can leave. The hospital is not a good place, and it doesn't match your esteemed status." Zhan Yan's pale face, was calm and indifferent, and her tone was as neither servile nor overbearing.

Luo Meijuan was naturally not an easy person to deal with. As she sat there modestly, she always had a feeling of superiority, "Zhan Yan, you are a smart person, I won't beat around the bush. You also know that your father isn't young, and I've heard that his health isn't very good either. After fifteen years of imprisonment, it's hard to say if he'll make it out alive. If you are willing to divorce Viyan, I promise to give you a satisfactory answer at the second hearing. But if you continue to be stubborn, fifteen years can also become twenty years, and twenty-five years, which is hard to say. "

Zhan Yan's clear eyes flashed with a mocking light, "Is Madam Gu threatening me?"

Luo Meijuan laughed, "It's not a threat, it's a negotiation."

Zhan Yan's pale smile carried a bit of ridicule. As expected of a businessman, able to bring anything to the negotiation table, including relationships.

"I suppose it's not just a divorce, is it?" Zhan Yan's bright eyes contained a cunning look within. Since Ji Weiyang abandoned her, their marriage was already dead in name, but Luo Meijuan had personally come knocking on her door and stated his conditions for her to get a divorce.

"You're a little smart." Luo Meijuan was not stingy with her words and praised him, "I ask for you to give up all your assets and come out from your house."

After Luo Meihui's death, when Luo Meijuan was arranging her sister's inheritance, he discovered that many years ago, all of the assets under Luo Meihui's name had already been transferred over to Ji Weiyang. After some investigation, she found out that when they registered for the wedding, Ji Weiyang had actually passed on all their assets to Zhan Yan. That huge amount of assets was enough for them to rank on the Forbes List. She really didn't know what the woman had done to Vayon.

However, it was simply a fantasy for her to want to take that money away from Ji Family.

After Zhan Yan listened to her so-called conditions, the smile on her face became even more sarcastic. Originally, the reason why I kept circling around was still for money, those things that I don't bring along, I don't take with me even if I die. Zhan Yan didn't understand why they would place such high importance on it.

"Give me time to think about it."

"Of course." Luo Meijuan laughed and replied, "However, the second round is coming soon. If you can wait, your father won't be able to."

Luo Meijuan's words completely infuriated Zhan Yan. What exactly was the heart of this seemingly noble and elegant lady in front of him made her so cold-blooded and emotionless? A woman sees a marriage as life. She forces her to give up her marriage in an understatement. She is even stingy in giving her time to consider.

"Madam Gu, do you truly love someone?" Zhan Yan's voice was cold and slightly trembled. However, the moment she said those words, she felt that she was too childish. People like Luo Meijuan, who came from noble backgrounds, were always high up in the sky, looking down coldly at the suffering of all living things in the world, but they would forever remain indifferent. Such a person was not worthy of having love.

"If you know how to love, you should know how painful it is for a woman to give up the man she loved with all her life, and you won't even give me a chance to breathe. Don't you think that's a little cruel?"

Luo Meijuan was startled, she did not expect Zhan Yan to say all this. As a woman, she indeed sympathized with Zhan Yan's suffering, if not for the beauty of death, she might have fallen for this weak but determined girl. She gave a faint sigh and maintained her noble and elegant demeanor. "Alright, I can give you time. I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer before the second trial."

After Luo Meijuan finished speaking, she picked up her bag and got ready to leave, but Zhan Yan's calm voice sounded out once again.

"I don't want Vayon to know about my miscarriage." Her eyes flashed with tears. He had gotten it and lost it too. This feeling was really painful, she didn't want Ji Weiyang to experience her pain again.

Luo Meijuan was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Alright, I understand."

Zhan Yan was the only one left in the cold and clear ward. She sat limply by the window, staring blankly at the dusky sky outside. She pushed the window open hard, and the cold wind forced its way in, lifting her silky hair. Zhan Yan extended her hand out the window, and the slightly cold droplets of rain fell onto her palm.

"Zhan Yan, why are you sitting by the window with the cold wind blowing? You don't want your body anymore, do you?" Du Xiaomo pushed the door open and entered as she shut the window in anger.

"I'm fine." Zhan Yan smiled warmly, "Xiaomo, I'm a little hungry, why don't you buy me some porridge?"

"You want to eat?" Du Xiaomo was overjoyed, "Zhan Yan, this is great, you are finally willing to become strong."

Zhan Yan's smiling eyes revealed a hint of vicissitudes of life. These days, she had been immersed in the pain of losing her child. She was indeed too selfish. Not only was she the mother of Xiaoyan, she was also her father's daughter. Her child was gone and she could not be a good mother, but she could still be a filial daughter. She had to get herself better as soon as possible, because her father needed her.

Du Xiaomo bought warm and light porridge for her, but after drinking two mouthfuls, she still unconsciously spat it out. Zhan Yan clenched her teeth, spitting and eating, spitting and spitting, repeating like this, until she was about to collapse.

Du Xiaomo really could not bear to watch any longer, and begged her to stop while crying. Zhan Yan, stop tormenting yourself. Let's take it slow and let the doctor inject glucose for you. " After Du Xiaomo finished speaking and was about to leave, she was pulled by the corner of her clothes.

"No, the long-term injection of glucose is also dependent. Xiaomo, buy me some food as well, I will definitely be able to persevere on. "

While crying, Du Xiaomo bought some more porridge and egg-flower soup for sher. Finally, Zhan Yan managed to eat some, and after that, he fell asleep in a daze.

On the other side, Ji Weiyang's flight landed at S City International Airport after a long fifteen hours. Ji Weiyang did not have the time to catch up, he immediately got Tang Feng to drive to the company.

He had been away for such a long time, and although the company was operating normally, there were still a lot of important documents that needed to be processed urgently.

Ji Weiyang was a typical professional fanatic, when working he could forget everything. When he returned to the company, the first thing he did was to call an executive meeting. After that, he went to several factories and sites to survey the progress of the construction. By the time he left the site, it was already late into the night.

He drove back to the villa at the top of the mountain and pushed open the door. What awaited him was a cool room. It could be seen that Zhan Yan had not been home for a while.

As his tall body sank into the leather sofa, he lightly coughed a few times. With one hand on his forehead, his deep gaze casually scattered. Although he was abroad, through the internet, he had always paid attention to Wei Jingnian's case. His first sentence of imprisonment for fifteen years was not too far off from what he had expected. Since the Luo Family had made a move, they would definitely trample them to the bottom, never to have a chance to rise again.

Wei Jingnian must be very sad to be imprisoned. He didn't know how she has been doing recently. Tomorrow, he must find some time to look for her. He wanted to tell her that he really … I miss her.

The next day, Ji Weiyang finished his work early, but before he could go look for Zhan Yan, something happened to Lu Anqi.

When the nanny went shopping with Angel, she had some conflict with someone. Lu Anqi had a sickness and lost control of herself so she hurt someone. When the person reported to the police, the police brought Angel into the police station.

When Ji Weiyang hurried over, Lu Manyun was sitting in the resting area of the police station, wiping her tears.

"Aunt, what's going on?"

When I was shopping in the supermarket, Angie had a quarrel with someone, they seemed to have said something that provoked her. She suddenly got sick, and her wrong hand hurt someone, and now they are unwilling to forgive me, so they have to sue Anqi for intentional injury. Lu Manyun anxiously replied. The most difficult thing to do was often matters of unequal balance.

"Auntie, don't worry. Leave it to me." After Ji Weiyang finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the Bureau Chief's office.

In City S, no one dared to not give Third Young Master Ji face, the Chief immediately agreed to bail Lu Anqi out, and sealed off all information. Lu Anqi was definitely a famous pianist, if news of this spread, it would harm her reputation.

Angel was also shocked. Her expression was dull and her eyes unfocused as both of her hands tightly held onto Ji Weiyang's arm, not willing to let go for even a moment.

"Vuyo, don't leave me. Please don't leave me."

"Don't be afraid, Angie. I won't leave you." Ji Weiyang carried her to the bed in her bedroom and carefully covered her with a blanket.

Lu Anqi had been carrying him the entire time, her head leaning on his shoulder as tears glimmered in her eyes.

Ji Weiyang hugged her with one hand and dialed Tang Feng's number with the other, "Help me find a person … "Yes, I want to know everything about him …"

After hanging up, Ji Weiyang poured a cup of warm water for Angel and fed her some medicine. After taking the medicine, Angie's uneasy mood had clearly improved a little, but she still stuck to him.

"Viyan, I miss you. Do you miss me?" Angie laid her head against his chest, her eyelashes lightly fluttering.

"Yes." Ji Weiyang responded perfunctorily.

The corner of Lu Anqi's mouth raised into a smile, and she raised her chin to steal a kiss on the side of his handsome face. It's just a kiss, we've done more intimate things before. "

Ji Weiyang's eyes were cold and serious, "Angel, I am someone who has a wife."

Lu Anqi's smile stiffened at the corner of her mouth as her red lips pouted. There was a bit of grievance, and tears welled up in her eyes. "Viyan." She suddenly threw her arms around his waist, and tears fell on his chest.

"Vuyo, although so many years have passed, my heart has never changed. I still love you deeply." Angie buried her face in his chest and rubbed her cheek against his shirt.

Ji Weiyang's eyes darkened slightly, and pushed her out of his embrace without leaving a trace. But in the next moment, her soft body wrapped around him again and again.

"Viyan, I've never come out of our past. I've always dreamed about our school, the bench where we sat side by side, the name carved into the back of the chair, close to each other …"

"Angie, that's over." Ji Weiyang interrupted her words warmly. After the school had been renovated and rebuilt a few times, the old wooden chairs had long been eliminated.

Angel sobbed and shook her head, "No, there's no such thing as a past. The past has already been deeply engraved in my heart. Also, there's still our child …" She raised her chin and looked at him pitifully. She choked and said, "Weiyang, if it wasn't for Wei Zhanyan, would we still be together?"

Towards Lu Anqi, he indeed owed her too much. Back then, when she was in a remote place, she had also suffered the pain of losing her son. When she needed him the most, he wasn't by her side. If Zhan Yan had never appeared in his life before, even if he did not love her, he would still take responsibility for her. After all, Ji Weiyang was a man with responsibilities.