Hoth Ni knew that he was not a heartless man, and even if he was with Suhi Wei now, she was not willing to miss it. She squatted down and stared at him with her teary eyes, then said with a petty and low voice, "Ah Yuan, please don't hate me. In G City, other than you, I really don't know who else to contact.

She suddenly could not continue, other than crying, there was no other way to recapture Lu Zhiyuan's heart.

She remembered that he wouldn't have made her cry so much in the past, and she would have made him nervous just by frowning a little. But now, she could see that apart from a conflicted expression on his face, he didn't feel any heartache towards her.

"You get up first." There was a touch of indifference in his voice.

Hoth Ni bit her lower lip and stood up obediently.

In the middle of it all, a plan formed in his mind. He pretended to feel the numbness in his legs and fell into his arms.

Not only that, when she fell into his arms, she even let out a coquettish gasp, her soft fingers already following his neck and reaching into his collar. Her light movements were full of seduction.

Lu Zhiyuan's body tensed up, and unconsciously pushed her away.

Hoth Ni did not expect him to reject her so straightforwardly. After feeling frustrated in her heart, she begged her pitifully, "Ah Yuan, don't worry, I won't hold the thought of breaking up your happiness. I only hope that when you love Suhi Wei and your children, you can give me some care.

She had made sufficient preparations before she came to find Lu Zhiyuan. She felt that if she couldn't save him with her memories, she would risk her life.

"Miss Huo, since you already know that I have a family, why are you still spouting such childish words?" With a cold expression, he forcefully suppressed the unwillingness in his heart.

Hoth Ni's expression changed as she asked in disbelief, "Ah Yuan, do you really not love me anymore? "Don't you care about my life or death at all?"

She rolled up the thin gauze covering her wrist, pointing at the scarlet wound, "This new wound was cut by you after you came to see me leave …"

Lu Zhiyuan looked at the wound on her wrist that had yet to heal, and his forehead suddenly tightened, "Why are you torturing yourself like this? You were optimistic and positive in the past, your lover loves you, and the current you, are completely two different people …"

"In the past, I was a princess held in your hands. Now, I am trash that you have abandoned …" She let out a sad smile. "Without you, I would have long been no different from a walking corpse …"

"Miss Huo, you should bear the consequences of the choice you made. As for me, since I have chosen to marry Xi Wei, I must take responsibility for her. So, do not make any more sacrifices for a useless person, and may both of us work hard together." Lu Zhiyuan coldly rejected her offer.

Hoth Ni's heart was in pain, but her tears continued to fall. "You're saying that we're never going to make it?"

He shook his head.

The words were determined and painful to the bone.

"Since you've so cruelly pushed me into the abyss, I'll grant your wish." After saying so, she took out the fruit knife from her bag and fiercely slashed her wrist. Instantly, blood flowed out, turning into sticky droplets that dropped onto the bright floor.

Lu Zhiyuan was so frightened by the scene of her self-mutilation that he immediately pressed down on her bleeding wrist and called his for emergency treatment.

Hospital.

"Fortunately, the patient's wounds weren't deep and the bleeding had stopped. However, you have to be careful next. Both of the patient's wrists are covered in wounds of varying depth. She has either self-torture or suicidal tendencies, which are extremely dangerous to her life." The doctor warned Lu Zhiyuan.

"Thank you, I understand." Lu Zhiyuan's heart was restless, and he smashed his fist on the wall.

When Hoth Ni woke up, her face was extremely pale. The light in her eyes was dim and she looked extremely weak.

"How are you?" Lu Zhiyuan's gaze fell on her face, and his voice held a trace of concern.

Hoth Ni's eyes gradually lit up. Looking at him who was beside the sickbed, she said weakly, "Sorry, Ah Yuan, I scared you …"

It was a familiar phrase.

His heart felt as if it had been smashed open, and after the pain, it became soft.

She remembered the last time he had come to the hospital while she was weakly lying on the bed. This was also the first thing she had said to him.

He'd been working overtime for several days and ignored her. She had a cold for a few days, and at first it had gotten worse and worse, she couldn't take it anymore, she called first aid herself in the middle of the night, and he'd come back with the news from the medical staff.

This scene made him unable to not reminisce about the past.

He had an indescribable feeling about Hoth Ni.

He thought that he had forgotten everything, but when she appeared, his heart would still be broken by her.

His throat moved, and finally turned into a short line of concern. "Rest well."

Hoth Ni grabbed his hand nervously, and asked pitifully, "Are you leaving?"

"I've got a nurse here to take care of you." His cold tone made her sad.

"Ah Yuan, stay with me, okay?" Tears ran down the corners of her eyes.

Lu Zhiyuan was troubled in his heart.

Although he couldn't be at ease with her, he had to understand that Suhi Wei needed his care as well.

"Let's do it like this for now." He wrenched her hand away.

When Hoth Ni saw that her suicide did not garner any attention from Lu Zhiyuan, she panicked. She committed the crime from the bed and the bottle kept swaying as if there was an earthquake.

Lu Zhiyuan heard the sound of someone falling behind him, he turned around and saw her fall below the bed, so he went over to help her up, his face was gloomy: "What are you doing?"

"Ah Yuan, I want you to stay, and accompany me …" Her eyes were red and she was in tears.

Lu Zhiyuan's throat moved as he said coldly, "The more you are like this, the more I hate you."

She knew very well that a man's mind was no longer on you, and nothing you did was of any use.

Moreover, she had severely injured him a while ago.

She thought that by breaking apart her inner defenses and telling him the truth, she would be able to gain his understanding, even forgiveness. She felt even more heartache for him, but he didn't, other than boredom, have anything else.

She had to admit that she had lost.

She lost to Suhi Wei.

"I don't want to be like this either, but Ah Yuan, I'm a cripple now, even if I'm with you now, we can't stay together for long. I can't get pregnant, and your mother wouldn't accept me …" She kept crying.

Lu Zhiyuan carried her from the floor to the bed.

Hoth Ni took the opportunity and wrapped his arms around his neck, unwilling to let go.

Lu Zhiyuan tried to take her hand away, but he held him tightly.

"You're out of needles. I'll call the doctor." His tone softened.

"Then promise me not to go, will you?" She was a child with a strong sense of dependence.