"Qiao Qiao, are you alright?" Qiao Haifan asked with a voice full of concern.

Yang Qiaoqiao quickly pulled her hand away from Qiao Haifan's and politely thanked him, "I'm fine, thank you."

Huo Beixiao, who was standing at the door, frowned deeply upon seeing this scene.

For some reason, he felt a tightness in his chest, as if something was stuck there, making him feel particularly uncomfortable.

For a fleeting moment, he even considered rushing forward to remove the man's hand from Yang Qiaoqiao's.

But when he thought about how Yang Qiaoqiao had used such methods to marry him, he suppressed the impulse in his heart.

After sitting for a while, Yang Qiaoqiao's dizziness finally subsided.

She looked up and met Huo Beixiao's cold face and emotionless eyes, feeling slightly surprised.

Even if Huo Beixiao was jealous, he would never show her that kind of expression.

She opened her mouth, about to ask Huo Beixiao if something had happened.

Then Huo Beixiao said, "Yang Qiaoqiao, I've brought all your things. We'll get a divorce when we get back."

I can give you three-quarters of the property, but you can't take any of the children with you.

If you agree, we can go directly to the Civil Affairs Bureau. If you don't agree, I will file a lawsuit in court.

After Huo Beixiao finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Yang Qiaoqiao felt anxious and subconsciously tried to sit up straight and call out to Huo Beixiao.

But as soon as she moved, before she could even speak, another wave of dizziness hit her.

She could only helplessly sit back down and lean against the headboard.

In the ward, Qiao Haifan and Rong Jinxin were momentarily stunned into silence.

Although Rong Jinxin heard Jiang Yiran say those words, he never expected that Huo Beixiao would directly ask Yang Qiaoqiao for a divorce.

After all, Huo Beixiao and Yang Qiaoqiao were very affectionate just two days ago. Not only affectionate, but Huo Beixiao could even be described as a doting husband.

But in the blink of an eye, how could this be...?

However, as the old saying goes, the closest relatives are husband and wife, and only the husband and wife know the things between them. Outsiders should not say too much.

After recovering, Yang Qiaoqiao looked at the empty doorway.

Huo Beixiao's figure had disappeared, leaving only the leather suitcase placed at the door, and the light in her eyes gradually dimmed.

Qiao Haifan felt a pang of sympathy. "Qiao Qiao, Mr. Huo may have misunderstood something. Once you've recovered, you can explain it to him. There's no need to worry too much now."

Yang Qiaoqiao smiled politely. "Mr. Qiao, thank you. You don't need to comfort me; I understand."

She's lived two lives; she's no longer the kind of young girl who would die for love.

For her, her own life and health are more important than anything else.

After all, she wasn't alone in this world; she also had two lovely children.

Regardless of the reason why Huo Beixiao divorced her, if they really reached the point of divorce, she would never give the child she risked her life to Huo Beixiao.

Looking at Yang Qiaoqiao's calm demeanor, Qiao Haifan felt even more admiration for her.

He had seen many women who would die for love, but Yang Qiaoqiao, who looked to be only around twenty years old, was calm and wise.

Although he couldn't understand the weariness in Yang Qiaoqiao's eyes that seemed out of place for her age, it didn't stop him from admiring her.

Yang Qiaoqiao smiled and thanked Rong Jinxin and Qiao Haifan: "Jinxin, Mr. Qiao, thank you for your help these past few days."

Jinxin, please tell Aunt Rong that Huo Beixiao has been found and that she doesn't need to worry. I will personally visit Aunt Rong to thank her after I am discharged from the hospital.

Rong Jinxin was still considering whether or not to tell Yang Qiaoqiao about Jiang Yiran.

Hearing Yang Qiaoqiao's words, he quickly said, "Sister Qiaoqiao, this happened because of a problem with my driver. It's our responsibility, so you don't need to be so polite with me."

I'll talk to Grandma about it. You rest assured and I'll come see you another day.

After Rong Jinxin left, Yang Qiaoqiao looked at Qiao Haifan, her tone equally polite and distant, "Mr. Qiao..."

Before she could tell him to leave, Qiao Haifan quickly said, "Qiao Qiao, my dad asked me to inquire whether your recruitment at Hong Kong University is still ongoing."

“I know you’re not feeling well right now. If you want to continue, you can tell me your job requirements and I’ll handle it for you.”

Yang Qiaoqiao met Qiao Haifan's sincere eyes.

Huo Beixiao had previously said that Qiao Haifan's gaze towards her indicated interest in her, but she hadn't taken it to heart at all.

But she wasn't stupid. These past few days, Qiao Haifan had been staying here almost day and night. She couldn't ignore his thoughts even if she wanted to.

Yang Qiaoqiao thought for a moment and carefully chose her words before saying, "Mr. Qiao, I am very grateful for your care and help during this time."

I will always remember your kindness, but I have no way to repay you, so I cannot accept your help any longer. Please understand.

Throughout his life, Qiao Haifan has always followed his family's requirements, restraining his emotions and striving to be a refined gentleman.

This was the first time he had met a woman who made him feel that his heart was beating for her.

He said somewhat urgently, "Qiaoqiao, I don't need your repayment. I'm willing to take care of you and do anything for you."

I might as well be frank: when Mr. Huo mentioned divorce to you just now, I was very happy.

I don't ask for anything else, I only ask that if you and Mr. Huo really break up, you give me a chance to pursue you.

In that instant, Yang Qiaoqiao saw the burning love in Qiao Haifan's eyes.

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