The Red Second Generation’s Abandoned Former Wife (61)
Chen Wenfeng faintly said: “She has not woken up. You take advantage of this gap, it’s okay to be sad.”
Su Shian heard his words and couldn’t stop it anymore. He bowed his head and his voice shook.
“The child, I don’t even know whether it would be a boy or a girl.”
“If it was a boy I would train him to be my successor. If it were a girl that would be better. Like Weiwei she would be very cute.”
Chen Wenfeng suddenly did not want to listen. It was really fucking heart breaking.
“This is a child I was looking forward to very much, and I regret taking advantage of him or her at first for my own benefit.”
“But I already know it was wrong. I thought after the baby was born, I would pay it back double, by being a good dad.”
Su Shian didn’t dare to say that he had been secretly reading books on how to be a father.
In the end, the baby was gone.
Chen Wenfeng walked up to him and reached for his shoulder, “You will use a lifetime to compensate it. Not to compensate the child, but Weiwei.”
Su Shian suddenly raised his eyes that were full of tears.
Chen Wenfeng finally took a glance at Bai Weiwei, his eyes filled with mourning.
He reluctantly withdrew his gaze, then turned and left.
“You be good to her, or I won’t let you go.”
Chen Wenfeng said in a cold voice as he opened the door and then went out without hesitation.
Su Shian didn’t expect that Chen Wenfeng would actually give up the opportunity to be with Bai Weiwei, or entrust her to him.
Bai Weiwei laid in bed with a tranquil expression, but her complexion was still not good.
Su Shian couldn’t help but reach out and touch her lips. He suddenly realized that she was still wearing makeup, with a red lipstick that seemed unusually spirited.
Such a woman made him too distressed.
Because of excessive blood loss, Bai Weiwei had a splitting headache and all of her body’s strength had been siphoned away.
If she hadn’t known it was her great aunt’s blood.
She also would have thought she had been pregnant and miscarried.
The system suddenly sounded sad, “You have not come into this world, but will live on in our hearts. The mountains and rivers are weeping, the heavens have no eyes nor sigh with pity. I cherish the memory and will miss you, ah. With grief I’ll send you on the road …… Ah. Child, ah. Go all the way, ah. Old mother with white hair sending off someone with black hair, ah!”
Bai Weiwei was still dizzy, but now she was scared stiff, shocked and shaken.
“System, are you poisoned, or was your dog head smashed by a flowerpot?”
Terrifying, why did you suddenly say these things?
The system was deep, “Your baby’s dead, I wrote you a eulogy for it.”
Bai Weiwei: “Read it to me again and I’ll write you a eulogy.”
What baby, she’s still a virgin, ah.
Bai Weiwei couldn’t catch any sleep because of this garbage system.
She struggled to open her eyes and saw…… Su Shian’s face.
His chin was unshaven, haggard and dispirited. It was as if he had just escaped a pyramid scheme1.
Su Shian saw her wake up and was first surprised.
She slept for two days and two nights and he stayed for two days and two nights.
But after the surprise, he flinched back.
The child was gone, how was he going to tell her?
Bai Weiwei frowned her chapped lips wanting to say something.
Su Shian pushed his wheelchair, hurrying to pour her water, “Come drink some water. I had the nanny buy some supplements, I’ll have people make you a stew.”
Bai Weiwei watched him and didn’t take the water.
Su Shian reluctantly smiled, “Weiwei, the doctor said you are in good health, and will be discharged from the hospital soon.”
Bai Weiwei’s eyes were a little dazed. She calmly asked: “The child is gone?”
Su Shian’s hands shook, unable to hold the water cup.
He moved his lips. His eyes kept flashing, not knowing how to deal with her problems.
Bai Weiwei asked again: “Is the child no longer here?”
Su Shian had trouble breathing, he was forced to a dead end. He took a few deep breaths, only to whisper: “En.”
Just a simple “en,” but it was as heavy as a mountain.
1: 传销窝点 Pyramid scheme or multi level marketing; wolves den.↩