"Shh..." Qiao Yuqi made a shushing gesture. "Wanwan, I know you're worried about the baby, but don't be impatient. As long as you do as I say, I will naturally tell you."
Qiao Wanwan turned and went into the classroom. She didn't attend class in the afternoon; instead, she went to the hospital.
As soon as he entered the ward, Qiao Shengguo picked up a bottle of mineral water and threw it at her, yelling, "How dare you come here!"
Qiao Wanwan dodged to the side and was not hit.
Liu Yaqin was unconscious, with a ventilator on her face; only the beeping of the machine proved that she was still alive.
"You unfilial daughter, you've ruined your mother like this, and you still dare to come here? Get out of here!"
Qiao Shengguo's cursing brought Qiao Wanwan back to reality.
She closed the ward door, stepped forward and said, "You heard the recording. Do you think she would jump off a building just because she couldn't get a billion? Instead of checking who was home that day, you're here cursing me. She won't be able to rest in peace."
"You dare curse your mother to die?" Qiao Shengguo's face turned pale with anger. "No, I've severed our father-daughter relationship. She's no longer your mother!"
"I'm not here today to claim relatives. I just want to ask what exactly happened during the year I lost my memory!"
"So that's why you came."
"You know everything, don't you?" Qiao Wanwan looked at him in disbelief. "I'm your biological daughter, and you just watched as Qiao Yuqi gave me to a strange man to get pregnant and have a child?"
"Stop trying to smear Yuqi. You were drunk and went into the wrong room. Not only did you have sex with a man, but you also got pregnant with an illegitimate child. If it weren't for Yuqi's idea to cover it up, you would have completely disgraced the Qiao family!"
"Impossible!" Qiao Wanwan trembled uncontrollably. "I couldn't possibly drink so casually, let alone get drunk and enter the wrong room. It was Qiao Yuqi, she orchestrated everything!"
"Go ahead and keep framing Yuqi. You've made it a habit anyway. Qiao Wanwan, let me tell you, the truth is the truth!"
Qiao Wanwan closed her eyes briefly. "Who is that man?"
"I don't know who that man is. When we arrived, you were the only one in bed."
"Where is the child?!"
“Yuqi told me that you actually hooked up with the Zhan family. How could a used woman like you be worthy of the Zhan family? So you must get a divorce, otherwise the Zhan family might take their anger out on the Qiao family!”
Qiao Wanwan sneered, "It seems that Qiao Yuqi has already spoken with you. Fine, go ahead and force me, just don't regret it."
Qiao Wanwan had just stepped out of the hospital when she received a call from Qiao Yuqi.
“Wanwan, I knew you would go to find your father, but I'm sorry to disappoint you. I am now in charge of the Qiao family.”
"Qiao Yuqi, don't test my patience. I've already lost everything. I have nothing to lose, and I'm not afraid of anyone who's got nothing to lose. I don't mind fighting to the death!"
"Wanwan, you're too impatient. This won't do," Qiao Yuqi said with a light laugh. "Let me put this in your mind: I'm the only one in the world who knows where that child is. If you fight me to the death, you'll never see your child again."
Qiao Wanwan slowly loosened her clenched hands. "Okay, you wait."
"That's more like it."
......
In the evening, Qiao Wanwan returned to Wutong Bay on time after school, only to find Zhan Jingting sitting at the dining table.
Qiao Wanwan paused, and after a long while, she stepped forward and said, "You're back just in time. You saw the divorce agreement, right? Go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow and get the divorce certificate."
The man's jaw was clenched, his handsome face ashen, and he said coldly, "I came back to tell you that I will not sign the papers, and I will not get a divorce. Qiao Wanwan, it's okay if you don't love me, but for the rest of your life, you can only be my wife, Zhan Jingting's wife. I will never let you go!"
Qiao Wanwan felt a sharp pain in her heart. "Zhan Jingting, why are you torturing yourself like this?"
"You're allowed to torment me, but I can't torment myself?" The man turned to look at her, his eyes resolute. "Wanwan, let's torment each other like this for the rest of our lives."
Qiao Wanwan closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face. "So you can't let me go, right?"
Zhan Jingting suppressed his heartache; the more his heart ached, the colder his voice became. "That's right, I will absolutely not let you leave here even a step. You'd better give up on that idea, or you'll definitely regret it!"
Qiao Wanwan turned and went upstairs. She couldn't continue to argue with Zhan Jingting. She was afraid that the wall she had painstakingly built to keep him out would collapse, and she was even more afraid that she would lose her last bit of dignity!
When there was a knock on the door, Qiao Wanwan finally snapped out of her daze and found herself in complete darkness.
She turned on the light and got up to open the door.
"Young Madam," Aunt Zheng said, standing outside the door with a tray in her hand. "You haven't had dinner, your health will suffer. Please eat something."
"Thank you." Qiao Wanwan didn't have much of an appetite, but she still forced herself to swallow.
There was a loud noise outside the door. Qiao Wanwan turned her head. "What's that sound?"
"Young Master has fallen ill again; the doctor is on his way."
Qiao Wanwan's fingertips trembled, and she suddenly stood up. She took two steps, then stopped.
"Young Madam, aren't you going to go and take a look?"
Qiao Wanwan sat down again, picked up her chopsticks and continued eating. "He has so many doctors around him, he'll be fine."
After finishing her meal, she sat on the sofa in a daze for a long time before getting up to go to the bathroom to wash up.
As Qiao Wanwan stepped out of the bathroom, she paused for a moment.
A wheelchair was placed next to the bed, and Zhan Jingting was already lying on the bed with his eyes closed, so it was impossible to tell whether he was asleep or awake.
Qiao Wanwan took a deep breath, stepped forward, and asked, "How are you feeling?"
The man's thin lips parted slightly, his voice icy, "You're disappointed that I'm not dead, aren't you?"
Qiao Wanwan clutched the hem of her pajamas. "I didn't mean that..."
"No matter what you think, as long as I'm alive, don't even think about getting a divorce."
Qiao Wanwan stood there stunned for a moment, then turned around and went to the dressing room, grabbed a quilt, and lay down on the sofa.
Zhan Jingting slowly opened his eyes, turned to look at her, and frowned. "Qiao Wanwan, what are you doing!"
"Can't you tell? I'm sleeping in a separate bed from you."
Instead of getting angry, the man laughed and said, "What, you think I'm dirty? You don't even want to share a bed with me?"
Qiao Wanwan closed her eyes and didn't reply.
"Qiao Wanwan, I'm talking to you!" Zhan Jingting raised his voice. "You've come to hate me so much that you won't even talk to me anymore, have you?"
Qiao Wanwan felt her heart was aching so much that she couldn't feel anything. She turned her back to him and said, "I'm tired, Zhan Jingting. If you insist on making a scene, I can leave."
"You dare threaten me?" Zhan Jingting slowly clenched the blanket, his face so gloomy that even the temperature in the air seemed to drop sharply. "Try taking one step out of here!"
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