In the ward, Ye Yun saw Qin Zheng sitting by the bed as soon as she opened her eyes.

The man looked haggard, with stubble on his chin, bloodshot eyes, and a dark expression. He glared at her with a mixture of heartache and anger at her lack of ambition.

He had dark circles under his eyes, and it was unclear how long he had been guarding that spot.

Seeing this, Ye Yun felt a rare moment of panic.

"Um...husband?" Ye Yun cautiously hooked Qin Zheng's hand and gently scratched his calloused palm with her fingertips.

Qin Zheng was taken aback when he heard this rare address, and his expression became somewhat moved.

But he remained motionless, staring at her.

Ye Yun pursed her lips; it wouldn't be so easy to appease him this time.

Even after using all my special moves, there was absolutely no effect.

"Wife... the baby almost fell out."

Qin Zheng finally spoke.

His voice was terribly hoarse, his eyes were red, and his short sentence seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

Ye Yun didn't dare to say a word.

She knew the child was alright. She had vaguely woken up in the middle of the night, but she was exhausted and extremely tired. When she heard the doctor tell Qin Zheng that the child was alright, she fell asleep again.

Qin Zheng fell silent again.

He's weird and scary.

Qin Zheng's long-standing gentleness had almost made Ye Yun forget his true nature; he was, in fact, a terrifying person.

Especially when his face darkens.

She stopped scratching Qin Zheng's palm, took his hand in hers, and whispered, "I know I was wrong, please don't be angry anymore, okay?"

"I'm not angry," Qin Zheng said.

But his dark, gloomy face made his words completely unbelievable.

"I just..." Qin Zheng paused, awkwardly pulling at his dry lips, "Wife, it's my fault for being useless."

"ah?"

"I wish I could stay by your side forever."

"..."

His low voice was filled with self-reproach, and his eyes were reddened by tears as he stared at her without moving.

Ye Yun was stunned for a moment.

She thought Qin Zheng would blame her.

Qin Zheng gripped her hand tightly with his large hand and said in a hoarse voice, "Wife, how about we stop for now and resume after you give birth? We're not short of money, I can earn it. You just need to stay home and take care of yourself, okay?"

“It’s not that I don’t want you to do it, and I know it’s not your fault. It’s just that people outside are treacherous, and I don’t want you to suffer anymore…”

The burly man, over six feet tall, looked at her with pleading eyes, gripped her hand tightly, pressed his face against her palm, and begged her for mercy.

Ye Yun had never seen Qin Zheng like this before.

After a long pause, she finally found her voice, sighed, and said, "I'm sorry, Qin Zheng, I made you worry. I didn't know this would happen. I thought she was here to cause trouble, but I didn't expect her target to be me."

When the pain made her vision blurry, she saw the fat woman's smug face.

The fat, acne-covered face initially showed a hint of panic, but quickly regained its viciousness, curling its lips into a maniacal smile, a thick layer of smug satisfaction clearly appearing in its eyes.

It looks like they're celebrating something.

It was at that moment that she realized the woman wasn't simply there to cause trouble.

The woman's goal is him.

Just because she didn't follow Yang Qinglin, and because she supported Chen Zhenxing, Yang Qinglin wanted to harm the child in her womb.

That's a really ruthless tactic.

Knock knock—

Someone gently pushed open the ward door, and a tall figure walked in, exuding an air of loneliness.

Upon seeing the person who arrived, Qin Zheng's expression darkened.

What are you doing here?