Song Xijiao turned around and wanted to leave, but Zhao Hairong quickly stopped her.
"Jiaojiao, Dad came here this time to ask you for a favor."
"You know Yumin is developing very well now and has already reached the C round of financing. However, investors recently withdrew their capital, and Yumin's capital chain was broken. The bank's loan is also not coming in. Yumin is now in danger."
"Mr. Zhao, my last name is Song."
"You just come to tell me these words, I don't think we need to talk any further."
When she was seven years old, she followed Zhao Hairong to the countryside to attend her grandmother's funeral.
It rained so heavily that night that the children in the tribe bullied her and threw all her luggage into the rain. When she went to pick it up, the children stepped on her luggage and prevented her from picking it up.
She cried heart-wrenchingly, but Zhao Hairong only scolded her, calling her a jinx. After that, he hugged her in his arms, cried while she was crying, saying that she was his darling and that he would give her a better life.
She never saw a better life.
Is he going to play the emotional card with her again for Zhao Ruoxue and her daughter?
Song Xijiao cherishes the baby in her belly very much. Since she became pregnant, she never wears shoes with high heels because she is afraid of falling.
At this moment, she ran down the stairs in her slippers without thinking. Zhao Hairong called her from behind, but she turned a deaf ear to him.
Zhao Hairong chased her from the garden to the living room.
Song Xijiao was so panicked that she bumped into Pei Zhiting who was coming back from outside.
He held her steadily, protected her in his arms with a serious face, and looked up at Zhao Hairong who was chasing after him.
"Who are you and why are you in Pei's house?"
He was already furious when he spoke.
Butler Bai whispered, "This is the father of Miss Zhao and Madam Sun."
"oh?"
Pei Zhiting lowered his head and looked at Song Xijiao in his arms.
She clutched his clothes tightly with her hands, and he lifted her up with a little effort.
"Since there are guests, why didn't anyone come to inform me?"
He walked into the living room.
Butler Bai quickly asked the servant to serve tea, and followed Pei Zhiting closely.
Only after Pei Zhiting gave the order did Butler Bai dare to serve tea in the living room. He looked at Pei Zhiting cautiously and saw that he was holding the hot towel handed by the servant, carefully wiping Song Xijiao's hands, and then asked her in a low voice if she was okay.
Butler Bai looked at Song Xijiao again, and then he realized that on the light-colored fabric sofa... was amniotic fluid.
Pei Zhiting yelled, "What are you standing there for? Prepare the car."
He held Song Xijiao in his arms and strode out the door. When he passed by Zhao Hairong, he paused and looked at Zhao Hairong.
"Mr. Zhao, right? Your daughter seems to be very afraid of you."
"I don't know if you've ever heard that some people aren't worthy of being called fathers just because they're rich."
"If you can't take on the responsibility of a father, then I don't mind helping her find a new father."
She kept crying out in pain, her stomach ached, her legs ached, it ached everywhere.
Then she started crying, saying she was going to die, that she hadn't lived enough, and that she hadn't seen the baby being born.
Pei Zhiting asked the driver to drive faster. He lowered his head, rubbed her head with his chin, and comforted her softly.
"Jiaojiao, don't be afraid. We'll be at the hospital soon. You haven't even seen the baby being born yet. Are you willing to leave the baby alone in this world?"
His words worked, Song Xijiao cried even harder, and she grabbed his clothes.
"I can't bear to leave. I can't bear to leave."
When they arrived at the hospital, Song Xijiao had already fainted.
The doctor examined Song Xijiao and said that it was uterine contractions caused by excessive shock. The baby was less than seven months old and if it was born at this time, it could only be placed in an incubator and might not survive.
Fortunately, the child was saved in the end, but Song Xijiao needed to be hospitalized for a few days for observation.
Pei Zhiting stayed in the ward the whole time, reading to Song Xijiao, feeding her, bathing her, and doing everything himself, no matter how big or small.
Even the doctor on rounds said that her husband was so good to her.
Song Xijiao just turned her head to look at Pei Zhiting. He was also looking at her with a smile in his eyes.
"Pei Zhiting, I don't want him to be my father. He lied to me, they all lied to me. They said they loved me, but in fact, they only had Zhao Ruoxue in their hearts. They all wanted Zhao Ruoxue to marry you. They all wanted Zhao Ruoxue to be happy, but who can make me happy?"
As she spoke, she began to cry. Pei Zhiting held her in his arms, coaxing her like a child.
"Jiaojiao, baby, we don't want him anymore. Let's find a new father, okay?"
She had been fine these past few months, never crying or making a fuss, and he thought she didn't care.
But now he realized that it was not that she didn't care, but that she didn't dare to care.
Even if she cared, it would not belong to her, so she didn't dare to show any concern.
But at this moment, she cried and said that she didn't want a father, which really made him feel distressed.
"Bang..."
Pei Hetong pushed the door open and saw the two of them hugging each other. If he still couldn't figure it out, he would be a fool.
"Okay, okay, you two..."
"He Tong, you haven't learned a thing about the Pei family's teachings. You don't know how to be polite or knock on the door. How could the Pei family produce someone like you?"
Pei Zhiting stood up from the hospital bed. He was tall and looked down at Pei Hetong with disdain in his eyes.
"Pei Yu, where are the things?"
Pei Yu was waiting outside the ward. When he heard Pei Zhiting calling him, he walked in neither humbly nor arrogantly and handed over the document bag with both hands. Pei Zhiting took out the document and threw it directly in Pei Hetong's face.
"These are your shares in the group. I've already had someone convert them into cash. From now on, you are no longer a shareholder of the group. I will find someone to take over your shares. Now, please leave my sight and don't disturb my wife's rest."
"And the divorce agreement? Don't you recognize the four characters 'leaving the house empty-handed'? Do you need me to find a Chinese teacher to teach you?"
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