Greedy pleasure

what happened?

Yan Xiaomi's mind immediately pieced together a messy picture, the heart-piercing cry and the baby's blood-stained body.

Although she hadn't seen it before, when she thought of that scene, she immediately breathed rapidly, holding her chest and panting continuously.

A thin layer of sweat oozes from her forehead, biting her lip tightly, the painful look is engraved in Shu Chiye's eyes.

He grabbed her shoulders with both hands, and his voice trembled imperceptibly, "When you left in Shengjing, did you ever think that I am the father of the child in your womb, and I have the right to know his existence?" !"

Yan Xiaomi's eyes flickered, and she looked at him in disbelief.

He couldn't help but increase his grip on her shoulder, and the veins on the back of his hand were clear.

Her pain was redoubled and poured into his body at this moment.

"How do you know?" Yan Xiaomi's lips trembled, and a mist gradually formed in her eyes.

Why hasn't she regretted it?

Back then, she shouldn't have kept silent and didn't even give Shu Chiye the right to know, otherwise, maybe in Shengjing, her child would have been born safely.

"Yan Xiaomi, you don't have a long heart. Do you know how I survived these five years?" Shu Chiye poked her chest with his hand.

"How did you survive?" Yan Xiaomi twitched the corners of her mouth, "Do you need to survive? You have Shu Jingyuan, you have your children to accompany you to spend these five years happily!"

She was brooding, but she couldn't say that the child was born to her by Qiao Zhi'an!

How can she control it... Whoever gives birth to him is his freedom.

Shu Chiye gritted his teeth, "Yes! I have Shu Jingyuan. I have raised him from a small meat bun to the present, taught him to call daddy, taught him to eat and dress, but I can't live with such a cute one while doing these things. Child, but his mother hated me for throwing him in the trash can!"

Yan Xiaomi was taken aback, and threw it into the trash can?

Qiao Zhian gave birth to Shu Jingyuan, but threw the child into the trash can?

"Impossible, Qiao Zhi'an loves you so much, why would he throw your child into the trash can?"

"Qiao Zhi'an?" Shu Chiye's long eyes narrowed, but he understood the reason in a moment, "You think Shu Jingyuan was born to Qiao Zhi'an?"

Yan Xiaomi: "...Isn't it?"

Shu Chiye's hand holding her suddenly loosened a lot.

No wonder Yan Xiaomi suddenly relapsed.

When she saw that he had a son as big as Shu Jingyuan, even though she was sad, she didn't induce any old illnesses, but when she met Bai Jingning, she suddenly had such a serious illness.

It turned out that Bai Jingning told her so!

"He..." Yan Xiaomi had an idea in her heart, quickly grabbed the corner of his clothes, and looked into his eyes, "Isn't he Qiao Zhi'an's child? Whose is he?"

"If he wasn't yours, these five years wouldn't be such a torment for me." Shu Chiye opened his thin lips lightly, grabbed her wrist, and watched her eyes quickly form a layer of mist, he had no choice but to comfort her , "You are obedient, eat your food, and take your medicine later, and I will take you home to see A Yuan and Yan Yan after eating."

Yan Xiaomi's other hand holding his sleeve trembled a little, she shook her head, and looked at Shu Chiye eagerly to get a definite answer, but at the same time couldn't believe it.

How could Shu Jingyuan be her son?

At the beginning, the doctor clearly told her that the child had died due to an accident.

Because she was afraid that she would be too sad, Bai Jingning ordered the hospital to cremate the child's body directly, and she even bought a cemetery for the child in Wencheng!

she……

Messy thoughts flooded into her mind, she had a splitting headache, she couldn't help inserting her hands into the ends of her hair, and slowly slid down against the edge of the bed.

If Shu Chiye hadn't held onto her waist with both hands, she would have slipped to the ground and kept calm.

"A Yuan's eyebrows and eyes are three points similar to yours. His personality is more like yours. He always likes to say what he doesn't mean. He also likes you very much. Even if he doesn't know the relationship between you and him until now, he especially hopes that you can To be his mother, this is blood relationship."

Shu Chiye gently rubbed her head, letting her hands loosen her hair.

Her head rested on his chest, and tears fell drop by drop.

The warm liquid slid down her chin and dripped onto his shirt.

That temperature burned her heart.

"If you still don't believe me, I'll take you to a paternity test." He added.

He was a little worried.

The doctor said that it is best not to let her emotional energy be overjoyed or sad, otherwise it will easily affect the condition and have a counterproductive effect.

However, he couldn't wait any longer.

I don't want to see her being tortured again and falling into pain.

Yan Xiaomi pulled her hand back through her hair, and looked up at him, "How has he been... in the past few years? Have you treated him well? Is he good?"

"He's very good, and he's doing well." Shu Chiye's Adam's apple slid once or twice, and then he said again, "When you see him, ask him yourself."

Yan Xiaomi shook her head like a chick pecking at rice, broke free from his arms, turned back and lay down on the bed, "I never took care of him, he doesn't even know me, he will definitely blame me for not being a good mother, what if he doesn't accept me?" ? I may... can't even get close to him, and it's hard to even look at him."

The more she thought about it, the more she shook her head, "No, I can't see him..."

"He won't..." Shu Chiye was trying to comfort her, but found that no matter what she said, she was still muttering to herself.

Seeing this, he could only call the doctor over and explain the situation.

"It's normal for her to be in a state of depression. Even if she knows that the child she gave birth did not die, she will fall into another negative emotion. She hasn't taken care of the child for several years. Will the child accept her? , will you hate her, will you hate her...she is not a qualified mother..."

Emotions similar to this kind of self-blame would come to Yan Xiaomi's mind.

"However, it's a good sign that she didn't have a greater emotional contrast because of being overly emotional. You can talk to her more about the child's situation, let her see the child, and gradually her mood improves, so you can take it with you. The child came to see her."

The doctor gave a series of rescue plans.

On the whole, although the situation is not optimistic, at least it has not gotten worse.

After the doctor left, the porridge on the table became cold.

Shu Chiye asked for two more changes, then sat down beside the hospital bed, stirring the porridge in the bowl.

"It's not that you owe Ah Yuan, it's that I owe you both. You drank the porridge to keep your body healthy, and I will slowly make up for you."

Yan Xiaomi huddled under the quilt, her eyes dimmed, and the small bracelet tightly held in her hand became more deformed.

After hearing Shu Chiye's words, she just shook her head, "A Yuan won't forgive me, I'm not a good mother, I lost him, he was sent from Wencheng to Shengjing at such a young age, he How can he bear it? Is he in good health? Has he..."

Before she could finish speaking, the nurse suddenly pushed the door open, "Mr. Shu, Mr. Bai and Mrs. Bai are here, saying they are here to visit Ms. Yan."