Why is she coming to the capital if she's not taking good care of herself right now?
He looked at Gong Changfan. Was it a coincidence, or did his uncle bring Su Ziqing over from City A?
She's so weak right now...
And she still had a wound on her forehead! Thinking it was because of him, Gong Chengjue's face immediately turned ugly. Gong Changming!!
He'll settle this score! And Gong Changsheng too!
Su Ziqing was as honest as a child, pointing at Gong Changfan, "Mr. Gong said you want to see me."
Gong Changfan: "..." Miss Su, your words will damage the relationship between the two of them, uncle and nephew.
Gong Changfan stood there somewhat awkwardly, but could only admit, "Yes, that's right. Surprised?"
The atmosphere in the ward was not so harmonious, and even a little strange.
Seeing this, Gong Chengkun decided to leave first.
When Miss Su saw her brother's appearance, she didn't seem happy at all, as if she had just survived a disaster. Instead, she looked like she was there to mourn. Cough cough, what he meant was that Miss Su's expression was really strange.
Although he wanted to see some gossip, Gong Chengkun felt that his life was still in danger, so he obediently went back to his ward under the pretext of his injuries.
The bodyguards had, of course, already withdrawn.
Now there are only Gong Chengjue, Gong Changfan, and Su Ziqing in the ward.
Seeing that Su Ziqing was still standing, Gong Changfan pulled over a chair and said, "Miss Su, please sit down."
Su Ziqing glanced back at him and smiled slightly. But something about that smile seemed a little off to Gong Changfan.
Or is he overthinking it?
Gong Chengjue's gaze remained fixed on Su Ziqing, longing for her and wanting to hold her tightly in his arms.
Su Ziqing, however, appeared quite calm, as if they had just spoken on the phone yesterday; his nervous tone was merely his illusion.
Su Ziqing did not make eye contact with Gong Chengjue, but simply sat quietly.
Gong Changfan felt he was being superfluous and made an excuse to leave.
Well, finally, it's just the two of them in the ward.
"Ziqing..."
"Does it hurt?" Su Ziqing asked at the same time as him.
Gong Chengjue, however, was like a flattered child, then shook his head with a silly smile, "It doesn't hurt." But as soon as he finished speaking, the wound made him wince in pain.
Looking at his silly appearance, Su Ziqing realized that all traces of Mr. Gong's noble demeanor had vanished.
He's practically a child.
She should have said something to show her sympathy, but...
The first thing she said was, "It hurts."
Gong Chengjue and she haven't had a proper conversation in a long time. Since their breakup, they haven't had a normal conversation, and almost every one of them ends badly.
He was deeply moved when he heard her concern and her empathy for his pain.
He shook his head, trying to reassure her, "I'm really not in pain. You don't need to worry." He thought she meant she was in pain.
However……
Su Ziqing didn't mean that. Her eyes were calm, her expression equally indifferent. She raised her hand to touch the wound on her forehead and said softly, "I said, it hurts."
Upon hearing this, Gong Chengjue's silly smile froze, and he looked at her with heartache, "Ziqing, this matter..."
"And this hurts too." She placed her hand on her abdomen.
Gong Chengjue swallowed his words, unable to utter a single syllable. He belatedly realized that something was wrong with Su Ziqing.
He thought their relationship could be repaired, but now it seems... that's not the case.
Su Ziqing tugged at the corners of her mouth, revealing a very bitter smile, "Gong Chengjue, in order to prepare for the birth of this child, I have been planning more in the past two months than I have in the previous twenty-odd years."
She looked up at him. "I want to calculate his future birth, his life, a calculation that will be unknown to you, and unknown to the Gong family..."
But in the end, she still couldn't protect the child.
"Stop talking, Ziqing." Gong Chengjue was in so much pain that he could hardly breathe. He wanted to hold her tightly in his arms, but as she sat there quietly, even though they were so close, he felt panicked and that they were growing further and further apart.
“Everything was fine at first, but…” She had no intention of keeping quiet, and looked at him quietly, “because this child is half of you, it has become incredibly difficult.”
"sorry."
"What's the use of apologizing to me?" Su Ziqing smiled bitterly. "The child is gone. Gong Chengjue."
Seeing the determination in her eyes, Gong Chengjue panicked, "We'll have children in the future..."
“Yes, we will have children, but not you and me.” She nodded.
"Ziqing, what are you saying?" His voice became unsteady.
"Gong Chengjue, yes, you are the child's father." This affirmative answer finally came from her mouth, and he heard it with his own ears, but only after the child was lost.
“But we broke up. You were the one who wanted to break up,” Su Ziqing calmly reminded him.
That's because...
"No reason can change this fact." Su Ziqing took a breath, as if she was trying to hold back her sadness.
Pretending to be strong is heartbreaking. "You helped me before, and I'm the one who found you when you got into trouble. We're even now."
Su Ziqing stood up. "That's all. Don't overthink it. You should get some rest."
No, that's not how it works.
Gong Chengjue struggled to sit up and get off the ground. This natural action for a normal person took a lot of effort for him. Cold sweat soaked his back and his forehead was wet.
However, Su Ziqing watched him coldly.
Even when he tried to hug her, she coldly stepped back, refusing their intimate approach.
Gong Chengjue's eyes were filled with sadness and heartache. "I just didn't want you to get involved, Ziqing, you should know..."
She interrupted his explanation coldly, "Gong Chengjue, you should have realized this when we first met. What did you say back then?"
She smiled faintly, "You said you felt at ease with my skills."
"No, at that time, I just thought you were good at fighting, and I didn't care about..." Gong Chengjue didn't finish his sentence.
"No further explanation is needed. I understand, I comprehend, but I do not forgive." Su Ziqing took another step back, coldly watching his painful struggle to stand.
He was in a truly sorry state, with cold sweat pouring down his face.
He was in poor spirits and had serious physical injuries.
"..." Gong Chengjue's heart sank as soon as he heard the words "not forgive".
He wanted to speak, but his tongue felt tied in knots, unable to express his sorrow.
“Gong Chengjue, your worries are my worries too.” Su Ziqing looked earnestly into his eyes. “After all, I am now extremely wealthy, a female tycoon in City A, and I value my life. So please don’t come and harm me again.”
"No, you're lying. You clearly love me." He didn't believe what she was saying.
"Yes, I don't deny that I love you. I have loved you before and I love you now. I certainly won't in the future. But, if you love me, you can still choose to break up and be with Miss Zhou, right? Similarly, I can love you, but I can be with someone else."
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