Chapter 144 I Never Loved Yao Man

I never loved Yao Man

He Zheng is 29 years old this year.

His birth was a mistake. He was a tool his mother abandoned after failing to get to the top. He was the illegitimate child his father had a one-night stand with and was unwilling to acknowledge.

He grew up with his grandmother in the countryside, where life was difficult, hard and tiring.

Later, when his biological mother came to power, she remembered him and brought him to the Yao family, a hell on earth, where he almost lost his life several times.

Later, Minghe was established. He was pursued and suppressed by Yao Tianyu and was on the verge of bankruptcy several times. There was no peace for a single day and the life was in chaos.

No matter how difficult these years were, he never gave in.

But now, he admitted it.

When he woke up for the first time, Shen Yifan was crying loudly in front of the bed, and he laughed at him, "Why are you crying when I'm not dead?"

Soon he couldn't laugh anymore. He wanted to find Wen Ruan, but his legs were completely numb.

Several experts entered the ward. The pity and regret that could not be concealed on their faces were like a death decree. The words "the chances are slim, be mentally prepared" were like the long knife raised by the executioner.

It took him a long time to understand, and he was paralyzed.

He became a disabled person who couldn't take care of himself.

When Shen Yifan followed the doctor out, he pulled out the needle from his hand and wanted to get out of bed.

Haha, what a waste.

He could only use his hands to move his legs to the edge of the bed, hoping to gain leverage, but he was completely unconscious and fell off the bed, hitting the back of his head on the bedside table, causing him to feel like dying of pain.

At that moment, he really wanted to die. It was the first time in his life that he wanted to die. It would be better to die in that car accident than to become a disabled person.

Shen Yifan rushed in when he heard the noise and helped him to the bed. He couldn't stop crying, but he had to force a smile.

"It's okay, it's okay. The doctor said that medicine is very advanced now. There is hope, there is hope."

Actually, Shen Yifan was not good at lying. He didn't dare to look at him when he lied. He hadn't dared to look at him since he entered the ward that day. He sat there with his head down, saying words to comfort him, tears streaming down his face, and his pants were soaked.

He Zheng laughed at him, saying that a grown man could cry more than a woman.

As he laughed, his tears became weightless and fell on the back of his hand, spreading out into layers of splashes.

After calming down, he thought that he couldn't drag Wen Ruan down.

Pretending to have amnesia and filing for divorce was the best solution he could think of. That way, no one would say that Wen Ruan was heartless and abandoned him at this time.

When Wen Ruan fell outside, he subconsciously wanted to rush out.

Oh, I almost forgot, he is a loser, his legs can't move at all, he can't even hug her.

After being transferred to Songli Hospital, Director Liao said there was great hope, but he heard the nurses talking outside.

"I heard the guy inside is Director Wen's son-in-law. Alas, Xiao Liu from the neurosurgery department said he only has a 5% chance of survival and is likely to be completely paralyzed."

"That Director Wen's daughter is so miserable! She's so unlucky! I heard she just got married not long ago."

It was indeed unlucky, so he had to let go earlier.

He became more and more aggressive towards Wen Ruan. He thought that if he was more aggressive and had a worse temper, he could scold her away. Seeing her crying with red eyes, he felt more pain than she did.

But what can he do? His life has come to an end. No matter how painful it is, it is time to wake up from his dream.

Director Liao came over every day with a soothing smile on his face, but his frown never relaxed because he saw no hope.

Day after day, time passed so quickly. In a blink of an eye, Wen Ruan was discharged from the hospital. He asked Shen Yifan to help him prepare a divorce agreement and distribute the property according to her wishes.

If he leaves the house with nothing, she will definitely not sign. As long as she can get a divorce as soon as possible, anything is fine.

Anyway, in the end he will leave a will and give all his property to her, and Minghe as well.

The moment she agreed to divorce, his heart ached. He should have been happy, but when she really agreed, he could not hide his loss and grief. It was really painful at that time, as if his heart was being tightly grasped by someone's hand.

She said the deadline was two months, and he was actually secretly happy.

In two months, it will be the Chinese New Year. They knew each other when they were sixteen, and it has been thirteen years, but they still haven't celebrated the Chinese New Year together.

He wanted a divorce, but he also wanted to spend the New Year with her, so he agreed.

He thought she just wanted to use these two months to help him regain his memory. He mentioned this to Shen Yifan and Zhao Ding, and they thought so too.

Who would have thought that this woman had other ideas!

…

Today is January 28th, three days until their two-month deadline.

Three days later, it was New Year's Eve.

He Zheng has been a little nervous these days. He has never been nice to Wen Ruan. Wen Ruan has not been in his bed recently. I wonder if she is really angry.

He was afraid that she would get a divorce certificate in a fit of anger before the holiday, and he still wanted to spend the New Year with her.

Wen Ruan didn't come this morning because of something, and came in the afternoon. He was talking to Shen Yifan about company matters. After Wen Ruan came in, he sat on the edge of the bed and handed him a piece of paper.

"I am pregnant."

In the ward, He Zheng was confused for a moment. After a few seconds, he looked down at the pregnancy test report in his hand. He could not hear any sound in his ears, only the pounding of his heart.

He looked at the report, then looked up at Wen Ruan, and was speechless for a moment.

Shen Yifan stretched his head to look at what He Zheng was holding, his eyes wide open, and he exclaimed "Fuck!" several times, "No, brother, you're awesome!"

Wen Ruan held He Zheng's face with both hands, leaned over and kissed his lips, clicking his tongue.

"Congratulations, you're going to be a father. Are you happy?"

"No," He Zheng stuttered as he remembered something, "Don't you always... take measures?"

Wen Ruan looked at him, her beautiful eyes showing a calm and matter-of-fact expression. "Don't ask me about this. Anyway, you are going to be a father now. You have to be responsible for me and the child. You can't divorce me."

He Zheng stared at Wen Ruan intently, his eyelashes trembling slightly. "So, you said the two-month deadline wasn't to awaken my memory, but because you wanted a child?"

Wen Ruan looked at him and smiled faintly: "Yes."

He Zheng calmed down, his dark eyes flickering with light and shadow, and he pursed his lips tightly, as if he was enduring something. When Wen Ruangang held his hand, he seemed to be irritated and pushed her away.

At the same time, the emotions that had been suppressed for so long finally broke out.

"What are you doing? Are you stupid? Can't you just get a divorce easily? Why do you have to cause trouble for yourself?"

His eyes were red and tears fell uncontrollably, and he yelled at Wen Ruan.

"You are only 29 years old, you still want to get married, you want a child, you can have it with you... with you," have it with your second husband.

He couldn't speak. These words were like razor blades, hurting him so much that he couldn't open his mouth.

Shen Yifan was grinning, but when he saw that He Zheng was really angry, he quickly changed his expression and quietly sat down on the sofa beside him.

He Zheng is handsome and usually has an unruly wildness. The way he cried at this moment made Wen Ruan witness a handsome man crying for the first time.

Wen Ruan didn't coax him, but just watched him cry and even recorded it with her cell phone. He Zheng was crying very sadly, but when he saw her laughing while recording, he burst into laughter out of anger.

"Wen Ruan! I'm telling you something serious! You can't have this child!"

Wen Ruan turned off the video, took two more photos of him, and then put away the phone. "What do you mean? Want me to have an abortion? You don't want to take responsibility?"

Wen Ruan glared at him, "I don't care anyway. I'm pregnant now, and it's not easy to remarry with a big belly. You have to take responsibility and don't even think about getting a divorce."

He Zheng was so glared at by her that he didn't dare to speak loudly. He only muttered softly, "I'm doing this for your own good."

Wen Ruan's voice was calm. "For my own good? Fine, if you really want a divorce, find me a man who can accept my child. As long as he's willing to be the father of my child, I'll divorce you immediately."

Shen Yifan silently gave Wen Ruan a thumbs up, absolutely!

He Zheng was so angry that he almost vomited blood. His and Wen Ruan's child called someone else his father? He found a man for Wen Ruan?

Damn it! I'd rather just stab him to death. This is worse than being paralyzed!

Wen Ruan stood up and said, "Think about it carefully and reflect on it!"

After she left, He Zheng looked down at the report in his hand, tears welling up in his eyes. Joy, fear, despair...all kinds of emotions lingered in him.

Seeing him crying and laughing like crazy, Shen Yifan stood up and walked over, patting his shoulder, "He Zheng, you are not as brave as Wen Ruan."

He Zheng didn't say anything, so Shen Yifan tried to persuade him in a different way.

"You must insist on getting a divorce. Fine, I'll help you arrange a blind date for Wen Ruan. Don't worry, I promise to pick the best man for her. If you really can't let her go, you can adopt your son as your godson when he grows up."

God damn godson.

"If you dare to arrange a man for her, I'll kill you!" He Zheng's voice exploded, deafening, "I won't divorce you!"

…

There are three days left until New Year's Eve, and the company has already closed for the holiday.

Wen Ruan made an appointment with Cheng Shuang to go shopping in the afternoon. Her mother and Aunt Lan would be back the day after tomorrow. She had been running between the hospital and the company recently and had not prepared much for the New Year.

Cheng Shuang was called home by her mother-in-law for lunch at noon today. The two of them met directly at the mall, went around and bought a lot of things. In the evening, Wen Ruan invited her to dinner to thank her for her care during her hospitalization.

The dining address was chosen to be a private restaurant.

Cheng Shuang knew that Wen Ruan was pregnant, and it was she who helped buy the test strips.

"Actually, if you don't want a divorce, you can just insist on it. There's no need to get pregnant. You still have to take care of He Zheng and raise a child. Isn't that hard?"

Wen Ruan chewed slowly as he took a bite of stir-fried yam. "It's not because of the divorce," he said. "Director Liao told me that He Zheng doesn't have a strong will. He knows there's little hope, and he's very depressed."

She also saw the suicide note that had just begun in He Zheng's mobile phone.

If she couldn't keep him, then let her and the child give him the motivation to persevere.

Halfway through the meal, Wen Ruan went to the bathroom and when he came out, he caught a glimpse of an acquaintance out of the corner of his eye.

Jiang Qingyan stood in the corridor, leaning against the wall, a half-burned cigarette between his fingertips.

His position was the only way for Wen Ruan to return to the box.

Wen Ruan paused for a moment, then walked over. When Jiang Qingyan passed by her, he flicked the ash off his cigarette with his slender fingertips, then pressed the cigarette into the trash can beside him and suddenly said:

"Wen Ruan, He Zheng is paralyzed. He will never be able to stand up again in his life. He is now a useless person. I heard that he wanted to divorce you, but you didn't agree. Why didn't you agree?"

Wen Ruan's expression changed, "You are the useless one!"

She sneered, "It's none of your business whether I get a divorce or not! Mind your own business!"

Jiang Qingyan was not angry. His dark eyes looked at her with unconcealed affection.

"He can't give you happiness anymore, Wen Ruan, let's start over."

His face was very red, and he had obviously drunk a lot of wine, and he reeked of alcohol.

Although Wen Ruan had many things to ask him, tonight was obviously not suitable for negotiations, so he ignored him and just thought he was talking drunkenly. He turned around to leave when he was suddenly hugged from behind.

"Ruan Ruan, don't go. It's all fake. The love letter is fake, Bai Yueguang is fake. I have never loved Yao Man. Yao Wei killed my father. How could I possibly fall in love with the daughter of my enemy?"

"Ruan Ruan, I have always loved you. He Zheng is useless now. Can you come back to me?"