"Why is it a private room? I knew your old man was soft-hearted. How could we afford a private room? I'll go ask the doctor to change it later. Really..."
When the old lady saw that it was a private room, her face immediately darkened, and she kept grumbling and complaining to Ye Zhiguo.
Shen Yanhong quickly said, "Mom, I don't like staying in a private room either. I'll just go to a regular ward. Don't waste this money."
She knew perfectly well that Ye Zhiguo didn't really care about her; he just wanted a private room so he could easily take advantage of her. This ruthless man was probably still thinking about how to kill her!
Shen Yanhong felt a chill run down her spine. She had to find a way to survive; she couldn't die like Xu Yali, without knowing why.
The old lady glanced at her in surprise, not expecting Shen Yanhong to offer to stay in a shared room. She snorted coldly, "Hurry up and drink the chicken soup, get discharged as soon as possible, don't waste so much money!"
After being discharged from the hospital, she told her son to divorce that slutty widow and get out of there with his two bastard children, and then she would find him someone better.
The old lady hurriedly went out to find a doctor to change rooms, leaving only Ye Qingqing and Shen Yanhong in the ward.
Shen Yanhong held the steaming chicken soup, but had no appetite. However, she forced herself to drink it all. She needed to get better quickly so that she would have the energy to fight against that devil Ye Zhiguo.
Ye Qingqing watched coldly, and only after Shen Yanhong finished her soup did she speak up and ask, "My mother was killed by Ye Zhiguo and you together, wasn't she?"
She used a statement of fact, and asked the question suddenly. Shen Yanhong subconsciously shook her head, "It wasn't me, I didn't..."
Halfway through her sentence, Shen Yanhong realized what she was saying, shut her mouth, and looked at Ye Qingqing warily.
Ye Qingqing's eyes grew colder and colder. She was now 100% certain that Ye Zhiguo had killed her mother. What a damned beast!
"You should know that Ye Zhiguo is determined to kill you right now. You can still drink chicken soup now, but whether you'll see the sun rise tomorrow is another matter!" Ye Qingqing said calmly.
Shen Yanhong's face turned even paler, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and her vision blurred. Her body was still very weak, and she could barely sit up. Startled by Ye Qingqing, Shen Yanhong couldn't take it anymore and her body slumped to one side.
Ye Qingqing watched coldly, ignoring her, since she wouldn't die anyway.
"If you tell the truth about what happened back then, I can guarantee your life!" Ye Qingqing persuaded.
Lying on the bed, Shen Yanhong was extremely weak, but her mind was clearer than ever before. She suddenly realized something was wrong: Ye Qingqing was actually calling Ye Zhiguo by his full name.
Moreover, she couldn't detect a trace of respect for Ye Zhiguo, completely unlike her usual self. Shen Yanhong's heart pounded violently as she looked at Ye Qingqing in surprise and doubt. Could it be that this girl already knew about her background?
No, only she and Ye Zhiguo know about this; Ye Qingqing couldn't possibly know.
"How can you guarantee that? Why should I believe you?" Shen Yanhong had no confidence in Ye Qingqing. Ye Zhiguo was a devil, and Ye Qingqing was just a little girl. Could she protect her?
Ye Qingqing sneered, "If it weren't for me, you would already be reporting to the underworld by now!"
Shen Yanhong's heart was pounding. Judging from her tone, Ye Qingqing had deliberately run out to save her that night.
Why did you save me? Didn't you hate me?
“I do wish you were dead, but not now. Tell me the truth about what happened back then, and I'll guarantee you won't die until you recover,” Ye Qingqing stated her condition.
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