Chapter 346 I love them all!

Before long, Sheng Tingxiao's car stopped in front of Lin Xiaoli's dilapidated rental building.

He went upstairs and knocked on the door.

No one answered.

He found a wire. This old, broken lock was only good for keeping honest people out, not thieves. He poked at it a couple of times, and the door clicked open.

As soon as the door was opened, a delicate fragrance of roses wafted out.

Three lonely white roses were stuck in a vase on the small table.

The house was pitifully small, you could see the whole thing at a glance, but it was kept fairly tidy and clean.

The window wasn't closed properly, and a howling cold wind sneaked in through the cracks, causing the curtains to sway from side to side.

He spotted the figure curled up on the bed at a glance.

Lin Xiaoli hugged the silly-looking big plush toy named "Laiqian" tightly, her forehead covered in fine beads of sweat.

She kicked the blanket to her feet, and her thin nightgown was rolled up to her thighs, revealing her long, snow-white legs that were so dazzling they hurt the eyes.

He walked over, sat down on the edge of the bed, and reached out to touch her forehead.

Scalding hot.

His brows furrowed instantly.

"Lin Xiaoli," he called out in a low voice.

The person on the bed stirred and groaned twice, but didn't wake up.

Without saying a word, he opened the small wardrobe next to him, pulled out a fairly thick long coat, wrapped her up from head to toe, and then picked her up by the waist and walked out.

The person in his arms was very light, but their whole body felt like a small furnace, the scalding heat burning his chest through the fabric.

It must be because of that rain today, serves him right.

The driver was startled to see his eldest son carrying someone out, and quickly ran over to open the car door.

"Go to the hospital."

He uttered three words succinctly, then pulled the person in his arms into the back seat, tightening his grip on her.

He quite liked her current well-behaved demeanor; she didn't talk back, nor did she resemble a hedgehog covered in thorns.

Suddenly, her long eyelashes trembled violently, and a tear rolled down her cheek.

"No, don't touch...my child."

"Don't...don't hurt him."

She mumbled incoherently, completely lost in a nightmare.

child?

Even with such a high fever, you're still worried about her pregnancy?

Sheng Tingxiao was so angry that his teeth itched, and a surge of rage rushed to his head. He really wanted to throw her out of the car right away.

But the next second, his hand reached out against his will, roughly and clumsily wiping away her tears with his fingertips, and then gently patting her back, one pat at a time.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Sheng Tingxiao carried her straight to the emergency room.

Doctors and nurses swarmed around.

"She has a fever and is pregnant, so be careful with her medication. She also has an injury on her left arm, so be careful."

He finished speaking quickly before placing her on the mobile hospital bed.

After a flurry of examinations and treatments, she was finally admitted to a ward more than half an hour later.

A temperature of 39.6 degrees Celsius is indeed a dangerous high fever.

Sheng Tingxiao sat on the edge of the bed, staring expressionlessly at the drops of medicine falling from the IV tube.

He didn't know what to do with this woman.

My temples are throbbing, and I have a terrible headache.

Before long, she started talking in her sleep again, sometimes complaining of being hot and kicking off the blankets haphazardly, and sometimes complaining of being cold and curling up into a ball.

His brows were constantly furrowed, and he slept very restlessly.

Finally, he took off his coat, lay down next to her, and pulled her small, fiery body into his arms, warming her with his own body heat.

She seemed to have found a comfortable haven, and subconsciously snuggled into his warm embrace, finally falling asleep peacefully.

As dawn approached, her fever finally subsided.

He ordered breakfast for her before getting up to leave.

In the morning, Lin Xiaoli woke up to the smell of disinfectant and was greeted by a snow-white ceiling.

She was in the hospital.

She picked up her phone from the bedside table and made her first call to Shen Sheng.

"Brother Sheng, did you bring me to the hospital?"

On the other end of the phone, Shen Sheng told her that it was President Sheng who took her to the hospital last night and took care of her all night before leaving this morning.

At that moment, Lin Xiaoli was completely stunned.

He verbally insulted her and outwardly expressed extreme disgust for her, so why did he repeatedly extend a helping hand to her in private?

What kind of person is he?

Could it be... that warm embrace last night was from him?

She only remembered opening her eyes in a daze and seeing a handsome and familiar face. She thought she was dreaming and greedily snuggled into that embrace, holding on tightly.

Finally, he hugged her tightly and... kissed her forehead.

He held her and slept through the night?

Thinking of this, her heart suddenly started pounding.

...

Finally, Lin Xiaoli saw the custom-made arm bone in Director Fang's office.

The bone fragment, made of a special material, lay in a precious glass case, locked in two layers of boxes.

Through the cold glass, her fingertips touched it lightly.

This is the arm bone he customized for her.

This is her left hand.

This is his heartfelt wish.

At that moment, all the turmoil and hesitation churning in her heart suddenly settled down.

She made the decision herself; she wanted to keep the child.

Because this is his child.

She couldn't bear to part with it.

Even if she can't give her child a complete family, at least she can protect his life.

She looked up and said to Director Fang, "Director Fang, I'm not going to do this surgery."

Before the smile on Director Fang's face had faded, he looked up abruptly upon hearing this, his face filled with astonishment.

"Why? This is your left arm; it concerns your entire life."

She didn't explain, but simply said softly to him, "Please trouble you to... return it to President Sheng."

After saying that, she turned and left, her eyes red and swollen.

She discharged herself from the hospital that same day.

It was still very cold, so she wrapped her thin coat tighter around herself and walked slowly along the road.

Her mind was a jumbled mess, filled with thoughts of her and him.

His gentleness, his domineering nature, and his humiliation.

She suddenly felt an urge to escape the city.

The sky gradually darkened.

What is he doing at this time?

He's probably accompanying that beautiful lady to see a musical.

That was the life that belonged to him.

She recalled a time when a man earning a monthly salary of seven thousand yuan went on a blind date with her, but he still found fault with her terribly.

How dare she covet the Sheng family's wealth? How dare she covet him?

Perhaps, from the moment we met, it was a beautiful mistake.

Back downstairs at my rented apartment, a familiar Maybach was parked right by the roadside.

He stood by the car smoking.

The cold wind blew the hem of his long black coat, and the flickering cigarette butt blurred his deep-set eyes and brows.

But he was still so ridiculously handsome; the sight of him standing there was breathtaking.

How did he end up here?

Lin Xiaoli's pupils dilated. Without thinking, she turned and left.

She hadn't taken two steps when her right arm was grabbed hard by a large hand.

"Run? Do you think you can run?" His angry voice rang out above him.

Lin Xiaoli had no choice but to turn around and look at him, feigning surprise as she asked, "President Sheng, what are you doing here?"

"Wait for you!"

Those two simple words struck her heart directly, leaving her somewhat flustered.

"Mr. Sheng, is there something you need? Just tell me what you need."

Looking at his cold and stern face, she felt inexplicably flustered.

"Lin Xiaoli, you're becoming more and more opinionated, making decisions on your own all the time." His tone was filled with barely suppressed anger as he stared intently at her. "Did you tell Director Fang to give up on the surgery?"

Lin Xiaoli's heart tightened; so this was indeed the reason for their visit.

“Yes, I don’t want to have surgery.” She mustered her courage to meet his gaze. “Thank you for customizing my arm bone, Mr. Sheng. You don’t need to be so kind to me.”

"It's not worth it."

He threw down his cigarette butt angrily, crushed it out with his toe, and said coldly, "It's really not worth it."

She looked at him, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

"Mr. Sheng, can I return this arm bone? And... can I get my money back?" she asked timidly.

Sheng Tingxiao sneered, "It can't be returned. Either you keep it, or you throw it in the trash."

"Anyway, you can't escape this debt of ten million."

He spoke fiercely, every word carrying a sense of coercion.

Lin Xiaoli stared in shock.

Ten million...

Selling her ten times wouldn't be enough.

If it were deducted from my salary, it would be 32,000 yuan a month. Even if I didn't eat or drink, it would take me 26 years to pay it off.

She was clearly stunned by the enormous debt; she was completely dumbfounded.

“If you wear it, I’ll consider charging you 500,000 at the original price. You can pay in installments, so it won’t take too long.”

Seeing her stunned expression, Sheng Tingxiao gave her another choice.

Lin Xiaoli looked at him, bit her lower lip hard, and said earnestly, word by word,

"President Sheng, I will not have this surgery."

“I’ll write you an IOU for this ten million… I will pay it back to you in installments.”

Even if it takes a lifetime to repay!

Sheng Tingxiao was furious. He grabbed her limp left arm, and although he didn't use much force, she screamed in pain.

"ah!"

"You still know how to cry out in pain? Once it's completely ruined, you won't even have the chance to cry out in pain anymore."

"Lin Xiaoli, what exactly are you thinking?"

He was furious; that brat always managed to ignite his anger so easily.

She looked up at him with misty eyes, her eyes brimming with tears. "I don't want to owe you too much."

Then she bowed deeply and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Sheng."

Sheng Tingxiao roared angrily, "Tell me the real reason why you refuse to have the surgery!"

"Is it because of this child?"

Lin Xiaoli stared at him in shock. So, he had known all along.

Did he know she was pregnant?

"Do you really have to get entangled with that guy surnamed Zhou? Do you really have to humiliate yourself?"

He was so angry he was about to lose his mind.

Lin Xiaoli understood everything now.

His phrases "I find you disgusting" and "utterly repulsive" were always referring to the messy affair between her and Zhou Yu.

He had already convicted her.

He even mistook this child for Zhou Yu's, seeing it as irrefutable proof that she was someone else's mistress.

She suddenly gave a cold laugh.

"President Sheng, if I said that this child is not Zhou Yu's, would you believe me?"

His 'guess if I believe you' expression pierced Lin Xiaoli's heart, leaving it bleeding.

"That's right, I just couldn't bear to part with this child, so I gave up the surgery."

Her answer was firm and resolute, every word conveying determination.

"Lin Xiaoli, do you love this child or the child's father?" he roared at her, his eyes burning with rage.

"I love them all!" she shouted back, losing control.

She stared straight at him, tears instantly streaming down her face.

Yes, she admitted it; she loved them all.

She fell in love with this man, but so what?

She didn't even have the right to stand next to him.

"Get out of here!" Sheng Tingxiao squeezed out three words with all his might.

Lin Xiaoli turned and ran, her crippled arm hanging limply, swaying as she ran.

Sheng Tingxiao felt all his strength drain away in an instant. He leaned against the car door, panting heavily.

"Idiot!" If he's ever nice to her again, he's a fucking dog...