The boss has no descendants, but he encounters four smaller versions of himself

Wen Xiaoman lowered her head, her forehead pressed against their clasped hands, her shoulders trembling as she cried, but she bit her lip tightly, not daring to make too much noise, for fear of disturbing him.

No one knows how heartbroken she was at that moment; it felt like countless needles were pricking her at the same time.

No one knows how upset and regretful she was.

Why did she never notice anything wrong with Qiao Sinian during the years they were together?

Was she too foolish, too immersed in the sweetness of love, to the point that she neglected him?

Or was he just too good at hiding it, suppressing all his pain deep inside and only showing her his gentleness and strength?

Could it be that, in many places she can't see, he's secretly drinking bitter medicine alone behind her back?

No wonder... no wonder he always smelled of medicine.

Every time she asked him in confusion, he would smile casually, pinch her nose, and say that it was the scent of a certain type of sandalwood perfume that he liked, which smelled a lot like medicine.

How could she... have believed it so easily?

Not only was she completely unaware of his suffering, she even resented him, blamed him, and cursed him for being heartless and cold-hearted, believing him to be a scumbag who played with her feelings and abandoned her.

In fact, Qiao Sinian was not a scumbag; he was never a scumbag.

Wen Xiaoman racked her brains but never imagined that the man she loved so deeply, in the countdown to his life, had been loving her with all his might, yet had to push her away.

She held Qiao Sinian's cold hand and pressed her cheek against the back of his hand, as if that would bring her closer to him.

She kept murmuring, "Si Nian, what should I do? What can I do... to save you..."

Her heart was in turmoil, a knot of fear that he would never open his eyes again, and a fear that he would leave her silently.

Then she would never have the chance to tell him all the things she wanted to say.

She didn't even have time to tell him how much she loved him.

......

Outside the ward, Mr. and Mrs. Qiao rushed over.

Exhausted from dealing with the mess left by the wedding farce, they were even more frantic when they received news that their son's condition had worsened.

Seeing A-Yi and A-Yong guarding the door, Madam Qiao hurriedly stepped forward and asked in a trembling voice, "How is Sinian...?"

Ah Yi shook his head gravely: "She's still unconscious, but... Miss Wen is inside now."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Qiao's face flashed with surprise and confusion: "Xiaoman already knows?"

Ayi nodded and said in a low voice, "Judging from the situation, they probably already know."

Mrs. Qiao paused for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that she knows. With Sinian's personality, even if... even if he really leaves, she will probably remain in the dark and hate him."

As the two were talking, the door to the ward was suddenly pushed open, and Wen Xiaoman walked out.

Her eyes were very red, clearly she had just been crying.

“Xiaoman…” Madam Qiao’s lips moved.

Wen Xiaoman raised her head and looked at Madam Qiao.

At this moment, she finally understood why Madam Qiao had personally gone to the capital to invite her to see Qiao Sinian for the "last time," almost pleading with him.

It turns out that this "last meeting" was not a breakup or farewell, but the real last meeting.

Mrs. Qiao stepped forward, her eyes filled with guilt: "Xiaoman, I'm sorry, we didn't tell you the truth before."

Her voice choked with sobs: "We brought you here for no other reason than to hope... that you could be with him in his final days, to help him through his final journey... We had no other choice but to resort to this..."

“We never imagined it would cause you so much trouble and danger… We’re so sorry…”

Mrs. Qiao already knew that Wen Xiaoman was being held captive by Qiao Siyue and that she jumped into the sea after watching the wedding live stream. Therefore, Mrs. Qiao felt guilty, thinking that it was because of her demands that Xiaoman encountered so much danger.

She felt bad and kept apologizing.

Wen Xiaoman shook her head, her voice calm: "Mrs. Qiao, you don't need to say anything more. I understand. I... don't blame you."

Upon hearing her words, Mrs. Qiao's tears flowed even more fiercely, a mixture of gratitude and heartache: "Thank you for your understanding, and thank you... for still being willing to come and see Si Nian."

"But now it seems there's no need for you to stay any longer, because Si Nian... he's running out of time... sob sob sob..."

As she spoke the last few words, Mrs. Qiao was almost sobbing uncontrollably, leaning against Mr. Qiao's chest, heartbroken.

......

On the other side, Joss was resting with his eyes closed, tending to the wound on his shoulder blade that had been grazed by a bullet.

Although he escaped, Selina's death and the failure of his plan left him depressed.

Just then, a subordinate came in to report that Qiao Sinian had jumped into the sea for Wen Xiaoman, and the two were subsequently taken to the hospital.

Upon hearing this, Joss suddenly opened his eyes.

Seeing this, the subordinate continued, "According to the information we found, the young master's original plan was to kidnap Miss Wen on the wedding day and then make his move against you."

"But unexpectedly, after Miss Wen disappeared, she went to the beach and even had suicidal thoughts. When the eldest young master received the news, he immediately ran away from the wedding and rushed over, and then jumped in after her."

Qiao Siyue listened quietly, his face expressionless, but his fingers unconsciously rubbed the armrest of the sofa.

"So what now? How is he?" he asked.

His subordinate, startled by his sudden sharp gaze, quickly lowered his head and said, "Miss Wen has only caught a chill; she's perfectly fine..."

After saying this, the subordinate noticed that the young master's expression had softened and continued, "But the young master is still unconscious. According to our informants at the hospital, his condition is very serious. The doctor said he might not make it."

"Furthermore, we also discovered something else. In fact, the eldest young master had been dying for a long time. He hadn't deliberately concealed his whereabouts; rather, he had been in a coma for a long time and was only barely kept alive by top-notch medical equipment. Only the master, the madam, and his two confidants knew about this. The information was overheard by our informants at the hospital."

A hint of surprise appeared on Qiao Siyue's face.

He knew that Qiao Sinian was destined to die young, but he didn't know that Qiao Sinian was actually about to die.

Especially since he was unconscious for so long, he almost really died silently!

This was completely unexpected for him.

In his heart, Qiao Siyue certainly hoped that Qiao Sinian would die sooner.

His older brother, who always outshone him and monopolized family resources and parental attention, was his biggest obstacle and the object of his jealousy.

but……