"Brother! He is the head of the administrative department of Nanjing Company!" Jiang Di said.
Zhao Xiaofei let go of her hand at this time and asked anxiously: "How long has she been in there?"
"It's been a long time..." Before he could finish, Jiang Di shouted, "Brother! My sister is out!"
Just as Zhao Xiaofei was questioning, Jiang Di heard the nurses call for Jiang Xiaomei's family. Jiang Di quickly called Zhao Xiaofei over. Jiang Xiaomei lay on the bed, her eyes tightly closed, being wheeled out by two nurses. One nurse said coldly, "Everything went well! Go back and get some rest!" Then the nurse wheeled her away. Zhao Xiaofei watched in confusion as the woman on the bed slowly receded.
Jiang Xiaomei's anesthetic wasn't wearing off yet, but she could vaguely see Zhao Xiaofei approaching. Although she couldn't speak, she knew it must have been her brother who had called Zhao Xiaofei over. She pretended not to hear, pretended she couldn't open her eyes, and let the nurse push her back to the ward.
Zhao Xiaofei's hands and feet were cold, and he felt like he had lost all feeling in them. He didn't know how he'd walked out of the hospital. He sat on the steps outside the hospital entrance. He reached into his pocket, wanting to take out a cigarette, but realized he never smoked. He only bought a pack when he felt irritated. Someone handed him a cigarette, and Zhao Xiaofei looked up. It was the person who'd signed on behalf of Jiang Di.
Zhao Xiaofei took the cigarette and the man lit it for him. Zhao Xiaofei took a puff and asked, "What's your name?"
"My name is Zhao Shuo, and I'm the head of our company's administrative department. If you plan to fire me, I won't come tomorrow!" Zhao Shuo said.
"Haha, he's a relative! Why did you sign for him?" Zhao Xiaofei asked.
"Mr. Jiang begged me several times, and I agreed because I couldn't save face. And the most important thing is that I had planned to resign before." Zhao Shuo said.
"So you think it doesn't matter? You've taken a life, don't you know? A child, a lovely child!" Zhao Xiaofei felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. He had imagined so many times what it would be like to go out and play with his child. Dress him up in parent-child outfits, hold his tender little hand, teach him to walk. Teach him to call me daddy, feed him, change his diaper! But the dream was suddenly shattered.
"Mr. Zhao! You can't be too selfish. You should also think about Ms. Jiang. How will she live in the future with a child? She is such a strong and self-respecting person. I'll stop here. If you want to fire me, I will pack up and leave." Zhao Shuo said.
"It's time to get to work! We don't have any deep hatred between us! Even if you don't sign, she'll pay someone else to do it!" Zhao Xiaofei said, stubbed out his cigarette, and left the hospital. He ran into the car, quickly started the car, and drove away. He cried as he drove, mentally cursing himself for being too greedy and for letting go. He also resented Jiang Xiaomei for being so cruel!
In the hospital ward, Jiang Di was dumbfounded. He found that his sister's report said that she had an ectopic pregnancy! At this time, Jiang Xiaomei was fully awake. She said to Jiang Di weakly, "Little brother! Work hard and be down-to-earth. This is your way out!"
Hearing this, Jiang Di burst into tears. It had all been in vain, all her fantasies shattered. There was no shortcut other than working hard on the ground.
Zhao Xiaofei flew directly back to Beijing, and instead of returning to the company, he went straight to the Ming Dynasty and returned to the Prince Consort's Mansion! As soon as he entered the house, Princess Kunxing came over and asked, "What's wrong with my husband? He doesn't look well. Should I ask Doctor Hu to come over?"
Zhao Xiaofei forced himself to smile and said, "I'm fine, just tired. I want to rest early today, so you should go to bed early too!" Then he went to bed and covered himself with the quilt, leaving his back to the princess.
"Husband! There is happy news at home, do you want to hear it?" Princess Kunxing said with a smile, patting Zhao Xiaofei.
How could Zhao Xiaofei be in the mood to listen to her? He just said coldly: "Let's talk about the important things tomorrow!" After that, he didn't move anymore.
Princess Kunxing's smile froze. She had been married to her husband for almost a year, and he had always coaxed her and obeyed her every command, never saying anything harsh, and certainly never giving her face.
This was the first time this had happened today, and Princess Kunxing felt wronged. She ran back to her room and told the servants to leave. She covered herself with the quilt and cried secretly in her room. She felt so wronged. She wanted to cheer her husband up, but he was so indifferent to her. What couldn't he tell her? They were husband and wife, the closest people. What was he worried about that he couldn't tell her?
As a result, the princess and her husband slept all night in their own room covered with a quilt! Zhao Xiaofei woke up and went to the living room to eat, but saw that she was eating alone. Whenever he was at home, she would always eat by his side. What happened? He called Liu Gongzheng and asked, "Is the princess feeling well recently?"
"To answer your Majesty, there has never been any discomfort. The princess was fine until yesterday afternoon! But in the evening she felt a little..." Liu Gongzheng hesitated to speak.
Zhao Xiaofei thought about it. When he returned home yesterday, it seemed like Kunxing wanted to tell him something. How did he answer her? He remembered that he seemed to be indifferent to her. He said he could talk about it tomorrow. Look! She was angry with him!
However, Zhao Xiaofei did not go to the princess's room. He did not want to spoil the princess. He would have a lot of things to do in the future. If she had any problems, would he go and coax her? He did not have that much time!
But the princess didn't show up until the afternoon. Zhao Xiaofei was defeated and had no choice but to go and invite the princess to dinner himself. As soon as he entered the room, Zhao Xiaofei came to the bed and saw a torn bag of potato chips on the bedside. Zhao Xiaofei laughed at once, thinking, "You little brat! You didn't even clean up after eating? And you want to pretend that you didn't eat and be angry with me? This is all leftover from when I was angry with my mother when I was a child!"
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