Chapter 237 Silly girl, you've mistaken your husband for someone else's.

The doctor and nurses quickly came over and conducted a round of examinations. The beeping of the instruments sounded particularly jarring in the quiet ward.

Finally, the doctor shook his head heavily at the two people by the glass window.

Chen Sen said in a low voice, "Madam, it's time for visiting hours. Let me take you back to your ward."

Gu Xingnian lowered her eyes in disappointment and nodded.

Could she have really seen wrong? Was that commotion just a hallucination?

...

As evening approached, the ward suddenly became lively.

Fu Shihong and Lin Qi rushed over from Haicheng overnight, and Sheng's mother and Sheng Weiwei also came along.

Upon learning that Gu Xingnian had been kidnapped and almost had her heart removed while she was still alive, they were utterly terrified.

Fu Shihong and Lin Qi went to check on Fu Beichen first. Seeing that he was still lying there without any response, the two men looked grave before turning around and going to Gu Xingnian's ward.

Gu Xingnian was stunned when she saw Fu Shihong.

Sheng's mother immediately understood and pulled Sheng Weiwei outside, saying, "Come on, let's go for a walk."

The door was gently closed, shutting out the sounds from outside.

"Grandpa," Gu Xingnian called softly, her voice slightly nasal.

She hadn't seen the old man in a long time. The last time was at the Imperial Garden, and the scene was still vivid in her mind.

Fu Shihong walked over with a cane, and gently patted the back of her hand with his aged but warm hand.

"Girl, you've suffered."

"Fortunately, this time it was a close call."

Gu Xingnian's eyes instantly reddened, and she choked out, "Grandpa, I'm sorry, I've dragged Fu Beichen into this."

Fu Shihong sighed, his eyes filled with heartache.

“It’s his good fortune to have had the chance to save you. Seeing that you’re alright makes Grandpa happier than anything else.”

"Everything is preordained; it's all that little bastard's fault."

"Right now, don't think about anything else. Taking good care of your health is more important than anything else."

Fu Shihong looked at her pale face with heartache.

"Grandpa..." Gu Xingnian subconsciously wanted to tell him about the child.

But she swallowed the words back down her throat.

She was afraid that Fu Beichen would go crazy again after waking up and do something outrageous. How could she let the old man suffer that kind of disappointment again?

Fu Shihong led her to sit down on the sofa, his face filled with deep remorse.

“Niannian, Grandpa promised Madam Sheng that if you wanted a divorce, I would not stop you. But I never expected that I would break my promise in the end. I am the old man who has let you down.”

"I know that bastard went too far."

Fu Shihong sighed heavily, his voice filled with helplessness.

Seeing the old man's remorseful expression, Gu Xingnian felt extremely distressed.

"Grandpa, please don't say that. Thank you for your love and care all this time. I know you can't bear to part with me."

Fu Shihong shook his head. "I only gave him a three-month extension. That kid knelt in the ancestral hall, crying and begging me to change the family rules. I was forced into this situation by him."

"Modify the family rules?" Gu Xingnian's face was full of doubt.

"He made me write that Fu family descendants may only lose their wives, but may not divorce."

Fu Shihong's voice was deep and clear.

"That little bastard even threatened me with never getting married."

Gu Xingnian was completely shocked after hearing this, her mind went blank.

Is this... still the Fu Beichen she knows? That arrogant and overbearing man, would he actually do something like this?

Seeing her stunned expression, Fu Shihong reassured her, "Anyway, don't worry. Once the three-month period is up, Grandpa will help you with the divorce procedures and will definitely not let him bother you anymore."

Gu Xingnian nodded, but at this moment, her heart, which had long been built with high walls, wavered uncontrollably.

Lin Qi, standing outside the door, twitched at the corner of his mouth: The old man's ability to manipulate people is simply unmatched.

At the crucial moment when Fu Beichen risked his life to save his wife, what seemed like scolding Sun was actually a crucial assist.

Cunning and shrewd, no, it should be said that he is cunning and calculating.

...

That evening, Gu Xingnian was taken back to the Bai family home to recuperate.

Fu Beichen still showed no signs of waking up.

While chatting with Gu Xingnian in the lobby, Sheng's mother kept glancing at Gu's pregnant belly, as if afraid that this hard-won little baby would sneak away.

At this time, Sheng Weiwei's belly was already very big, but she still insisted on coming along, not minding the long journey at all.

No amount of persuasion could stop him!

Bai Yu strode in from outside and immediately saw Sheng Weiwei sitting on the sofa.

She wore a loose maternity dress today, her long hair was draped over her shoulders, and the lines of her profile were soft and beautiful.

Bai Yu's gaze was fixed on it, and he couldn't take it off.

The moonlight was lovely tonight, so Sheng Wei took a stroll in the back garden.

The night wind was a bit strong, making her long, black hair fly wildly, with a few strands playfully scratching her cheeks.

We'd only been walking for less than five minutes.

A familiar, chilly aura enveloped her from behind, and a coat, still warm from her body, was draped securely over her shoulders.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of strong arms encircled her from behind, gently embracing her ample waist.

"Baby, I miss you so much."

The man's magnetic, deep voice exploded in her ear, carrying an irrepressible tenderness.

Sheng Weiwei's voice was icy, tinged with anger, "Who's your darling? Let go."

He chuckled softly behind her, "I was just greeting my child, not you."

Sheng Weiwei was instantly speechless.

She scoffed, "I heard that Young Master Bai has been 'selecting concubines' every day lately, living such a blissful life that he's forgotten all about his own child?"

The sour taste made Bai Yu's heart flutter with joy.

He gently turned her around to face him, saying, "There were no daily selections of concubines; from beginning to end, there were only three."

"Three?" Sheng Weiwei's tone changed.

He stretched out his long, slender fingers and gently tapped her forehead with affection.

"one."

Then, he moved his finger down and lightly tapped her round belly twice.

"Two, three."

"..."

Sheng Weiwei angrily slapped his large hand away.

"Dream on."

She turned and walked away, but the upturned corners of her mouth betrayed her.

Bai Yu stretched out his long arm and pulled her back.

With a little effort, she spun around and threw herself back into his arms.

He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her without hesitation.

This kiss, both domineering and passionate, crushed all his longing for her and their child, grinding it into her lips and tongue.

Sheng Weiwei's small hands unconsciously wrapped around his neck, responding to him earnestly.

She admitted that she missed him terribly.

Before long, both of them were breathing erratically.

Bai Yu finally pulled away from her lips, his deep eyes brimming with love.

The next second, he bent down, and with a forceful movement, lifted her up horizontally in his arms.

He was tall and strong, with powerful arms. Even though Sheng Weiwei was now heavily pregnant and had gained a lot of weight, he could still lift her up steadily and effortlessly.

He strode forward, picked her up, and headed towards the back staircase of the main house.

Where to?

Sheng Weiwei looked at his resolute jawline, then wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, as if afraid of falling off.

"Prenatal education," he replied fluently and naturally.

"Do you have any storybooks?" she asked, amused by his question, her eyes crinkling with laughter.

"All the books are ready, except for Weiwei."

He looked down at her, revealing a smile that could captivate anyone, his face radiating happiness.

Wherever they went, the corridor lights turned on automatically, one after another, dispelling all the darkness.

He specially dressed her up for this.

He would never again let her close her eyes tightly because she was afraid of the dark.

In another corner of the garden, a pair of beautiful eyes watched the two people embracing and kissing quietly, their gaze turning somewhat fierce.

...

The next day at noon, Gu Xingnian went to the hospital to visit Fu Beichen.

When she arrived at the ICU, she was shocked to see that the bed was empty, and her heart skipped a beat.

Just then, Lin Qi walked over.

"Lin Qi, where is Fu Beichen?" Her voice was trembling.

"Madam, Mr. Fu has been moved to a VIP ward. I'll take you there."

Lin Qi led her into the elevator and then began to speak slowly.

“Madam, Mr. Fu woke up in the middle of the night yesterday. The morning check-up showed that there was nothing seriously wrong, but he insisted on being transferred to a VIP ward.”

He paused, his tone heavy.

"Later, he even got out of bed without permission and ended up falling down."

Gu Xingnian's heart tightened, and her voice trembled slightly, "Where did you fall?"

"The back staircase is a complete disaster," Lin Qi said with a sorrowful expression.

The elevator doors opened.

"It's right there, please go in yourself."

Lin Qi casually pointed, and Gu Xingnian followed his gaze and quickly opened the door to 608.

As soon as she entered, she saw a person on the hospital bed, whose whole body was wrapped in thick bandages, even his face was covered, with only one eye showing, and one leg was slinged high up.

It looked like a mummy; it was a truly horrific sight.

Gu Xingnian's tears fell instantly. She stumbled over, her voice choked with sobs.

"Fu Beichen, how did you get so badly hurt?"

"Fu Beichen, open your eyes and look at me. It's me, Nian Nian."

"Fu Beichen, does it hurt?"

She wanted to hold his hand, but found herself at a loss, as his hand was also completely covered up, making it unbearable to look at.

"Fu Beichen, wake up, I've come to see you."

Her tears flowed freely.

"Silly girl, you've mistaken your husband for someone else." A familiar voice sounded from behind her, with a hint of a smile.

Gu Xingnian's crying stopped abruptly, and she turned around stiffly.

A tall, handsome man stood at the door, gazing at her with deep affection. He was wearing a clean hospital gown, though his face was pale and he bore knife wounds.

Unharmed.

Gu Xingnian was stunned. She wiped away her tears hastily, ran towards him, and hugged him tightly.

"Hiss." Fu Beichen gasped in pain.

Startled, Gu Xingnian quickly let go of him, saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I hurt you."

Fu Beichen smiled and gently wiped away her tears.

"Niannian, welcome to stay in the human world with me."

He cupped her face in his hands, lowered his head, and kissed her, filled with the relief of surviving a disaster and the preciousness of regaining what he had lost.

Love arises without knowing its origin, and deepens with each passing moment; the living can die for it, and the dead can live for it!