Xiao Wanrou's body trembled violently. She seemed not to have heard Gu Qingyan's words clearly, her eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
"What...what did you say?" Her voice was almost squeezed out from deep in her throat, trembling with a hint of despair.
Gu Qingyan's gaze was cold and resolute, as if he had already made his final decision. He looked at Xiao Wanrou, his expression icy.
“I said, remove it,” he emphasized again, his expression clearly showing impatience.
Xiao Wanrou's face turned deathly pale instantly. Her fingers gripped Gu Qingyan's sleeve tightly, as if trying to grasp at the last glimmer of hope. However, she saw resolute indifference in Gu Qingyan's eyes, and she knew that he had made up his mind.
"Why?" Her voice trembled with tears. "Why are you doing this to me? I'm pregnant with your child, shouldn't you take responsibility?"
A flicker of pain crossed Gu Qingyan's eyes, but it was quickly masked by indifference. He looked coldly at Xiao Wanrou, his voice icy and ruthless: "I don't need a child, and I won't take responsibility for you. You'd better get rid of this trouble as soon as possible."
Xiao Wanrou felt as if her heart was being torn apart, the pain making it hard to breathe. She stared wide-eyed at Gu Qingyan, as if trying to find a trace of tenderness on his face. But she was disappointed. Gu Qingyan's eyes were as cold and hard as iron, devoid of the slightest emotional fluctuation.
"You...you really want to do this to me?" Her voice trembled so badly that she barely had the strength to speak.
Gu Qingyan didn't answer. He just stared at her coldly, as if she were an insignificant stranger. Then, he opened the car door and said coldly, "Get in."
Xiao Wanrou's body trembled again, but she knew she had no choice and could only obediently get into the car.
The car slowly started moving, and Gu Qingyan remained silent the entire way. Xiao Wanrou sat in the passenger seat, silently shedding tears. She didn't know what to do.
The car stopped in front of the villa. Gu Qingyan got out first and then looked at Xiao Wanrou coldly.
Suppressing her heartache, Xiao Wanrou followed Gu Qingyan into the villa.
As soon as she stepped into the house, she saw Gu Qingyan take out his phone and dial a number, saying in a cold tone, "Have the doctor come over."
A moment later, a family doctor in a white coat walked in. He glanced at Xiao Wanrou, then respectfully said to Gu Qingyan, "Mr. Gu, is there anything I can help you with?"
"If you're pregnant and need to have surgery, what do you need to prepare in advance?" Gu Qingyan's voice was calm and indifferent, as if she were talking about something trivial, not a life that was about to be born.
The family doctor glanced at Xiao Wanrou again, noticing the glistening tears falling on her face. He couldn't help but feel a pang of pity.
Gu Qingyan glanced at it, waved his hand to call the nanny over, and briefly instructed, "Arrange for Miss Xiao to stay in the guest room tonight." His tone left no room for argument.
The nanny respectfully responded and stepped forward to help Xiao Wanrou up. Xiao Wanrou let the nanny support her, her eyes empty and lost, as if she had lost all life. Watching her being led upstairs, the family doctor couldn't help but shake his head.
"Mr. Gu, we need to go to the hospital for a check-up before we can decide," the family doctor said after a moment's thought. "It's best to avoid large emotional fluctuations, as they are not good for the pregnant woman and the fetus." His voice revealed a hint of worry.
"I understand." Gu Qingyan frowned slightly and continued, "Will there be any danger?"
"Surgery always carries risks, but generally there's nothing to worry about," the family doctor explained. "It's just that Ms. Xiao has been crying a lot, and being so depressed can affect the outcome of the surgery."
Suddenly, the family doctor felt a chill emanating from across the room. He looked up and saw Gu Qingyan staring at him coldly, her eyes revealing a hint of displeasure and wariness.
"How do you know her surname is Xiao?" Gu Qingyan's voice was deep and powerful, as if every word carried a sense of oppression.
The family doctor panicked and stammered, "Mr. Gu, she looks so much like Miss Xiao Wanqing, so I guess she must be Miss Xiao's sister or something." His voice was full of unease.
Gu Qingyan didn't say anything more. He just gave the family doctor a cold look, then turned and left the room. All that remained was the chill in the air and the family doctor's unease.
After instructing the nanny to make some soup for Xiao Wanrou, Gu Qingyan turned and went upstairs to his study. He thought he would immerse himself in his work and forget everything downstairs. However, a few hours later, when he came downstairs, he unexpectedly heard laughter coming from the living room.
The laughter was crisp and melodious, seemingly possessing a magical power that made Gu Qingyan stop in his tracks. He frowned, a strange emotion welling up inside him. This was the first time in a long time that he had heard such pure laughter in his home.
He quickened his pace to the top of the stairs, where he saw Xiao Wanrou sitting on the sofa with her back to him. She was wearing a pink nightgown, her hair casually draped over her shoulders, making her look playful and cute. She was carrying a fruit platter and chatting and laughing with the nanny, her face beaming with happiness, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons.
Gu Qingyan stood quietly at the top of the stairs, looking at Xiao Wanrou's profile. He found himself drawn to her smile, a strange impulse welling up inside him. He wanted to go over to her.
However, he ultimately managed to restrain himself.
However, at that moment, Xiao Wanrou suddenly turned to look at him. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and the joyful atmosphere instantly turned somber.
"Brother Qingyan!" Xiao Wanrou stood up, pursed her lips, and the joy in her eyes disappeared, replaced by a heavy burden in her heart.
Seeing this, the nanny quickly made an excuse and left the living room. Only Gu Qingyan and Xiao Wanrou were left in the room, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
When his gaze finally fell on the cartoon pattern on the pink pajamas, his expression changed drastically, like the calm before a storm, with dark clouds gathering.
His brows were furrowed, forming a deep furrow that revealed his inner anger. His lips were taut, and his hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, as if he were desperately trying to control his rage.
"Xiao Wanrou, who made you wear this dress?" His voice was deep and powerful, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth.
"What's wrong, Brother Qingyan?" Xiao Wanrou looked like a child who had done something wrong, nervously clutching her clothes and shrinking back in fear.
"Go change." Gu Qingyan's voice suddenly rose. "If you dare touch Wanqing's things again, I'll kick you out immediately!"
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