Just met you: This guy is a bit warm

But he quickly returned to his original indifferent expression.

This child has bad luck and was born at the wrong time.

If his mother was Su Ruonan, the ending would not be like this.

He couldn't blame anyone else but his mother Mingxi, whom he had never met. It was she who insisted on having her own way and took great pains to bring him into this world that didn't belong to him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mingyu's previous guilt disappeared completely.

Mother Jiang sighed, her expression complicated. "Son, no matter what, Mingxi is pregnant with your child. You stay here until she comes out of the operating room."

"As for the medical expenses, please arrange them. This is the last act of kindness we can do for the child we lost."

Mother Jiang said slowly to Jiang Mingyu.

When she reached the door, she turned around and looked back at her son and warned him, "Once you have arranged everything for Mingxi, leave and don't get entangled with her anymore. Otherwise, I will treat you as if I don't have a son in this life."

After saying this, Jiang's mother left the hospital.

Jiang Mingyu was waiting alone in the ward.

A few hours later, Mingxi was pushed back by medical staff.

Mingxi had her eyes closed, the anesthesia had not worn off yet, and she looked like she was asleep.

His face looked even paler than before. If it weren't for the regular sound of the monitor next to him, one would have thought that there was a corpse lying on the bed.

"The operation was successful. The patient will probably not wake up for two or three hours." The nurse introduced Mingxi's condition to Jiang Mingyu.

A group of people carried Mingxi, transferred her to the bed in the ward, and left.

Jiang Mingyu felt like smoking, so he left the ward and went to the smoking area to smoke.

Jiang Mingyu, who originally had no smoking addiction, has been smoking and drinking non-stop during this period. Now he is like an old smoker and feels anxious if he doesn't smoke for a while.

He smoked one cigarette after another until he felt better, and then he stopped. The ashtray was full of cigarette butts.

He brushed off the cigarette ashes on his clothes and then returned to the ward.

Mingxi still had her eyes closed, and her posture was exactly the same as before, without any change.

After being busy in the hospital for several hours, Jiang Mingyu felt a little tired, so he closed his eyes and rested.

Mingxi slowly opened her eyes, but her eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. It took several attempts before she finally managed to open them.

Looking around, I was not in a cold operating room, but in a ward.

It turns out she is not dead yet.

But her child is gone.

She placed her hand gently on her belly, but there was nothing inside, empty, just like her heart.

Tears flowed again, for her child who never had the chance to come into this world.

Turning my head, I saw Jiang Mingyu sitting on a chair with his eyes closed not far away.

Mingxi looked at him with hatred, without a trace of warmth in his eyes.

It's all his and his mother's fault. If it weren't for them, her child wouldn't be gone.

They were the murderers of her children.

If Mingxi wasn't lying down and unable to move, she would have wanted to kill Jiang Mingyu to avenge his child.

Suddenly, Jiang Mingyu seemed to have sensed something and opened his eyes. Their eyes met, and their emotions were different.

When Mingxi saw Jiang Mingyu looking at her, she quickly hid the hatred in her eyes.

As she is now, she can never defeat the Jiang family.

"You're awake." Jiang Mingyu's tone was extremely cold, even colder than when he treated a stranger.

"I've found a nurse for you. I'll pay for your medical expenses during this period."

Hearing this, Mingxi just felt that Jiang Mingyu was making up for his mistakes.

Haha, I sneered in my heart.

How can this be enough? He has to pay with his life to make up for it.

Mingxi remained silent, not looking at Jiang Mingyu, nor responding.

After taking a look at the person on the hospital bed, Jiang Mingyu left.

Immediately afterwards, the nurse came in and took good care of Mingxi.

---

In just a few days, the heat of the Shen Yanqing incident quickly subsided.

Few people mentioned or talked about Su Ruonan on the campus of Kyoto University.

As for Shen Yanqing, no one saw him again.

Su Ruonan rubbed her eyes. She didn't know if it was because Song Shiye had been pestering her for too long last night and she went to bed late, or because of other reasons, but her eyelids kept twitching uncontrollably from time to time.

My grandmother always said that if your left eye twitches, it will bring good luck and if your right eye twitches, it will bring disaster. In her case, it was the right eye that twitched.

Su Ruonan didn't believe in such superstitious things, but she always felt uneasy, which made her think of what her grandmother said.

Could it be that something bad is really going to happen?

Su Ruonan was absent-minded the whole day and couldn't muster the energy to do anything.

"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" A female colleague who was nearby asked with concern.

Su Ruonan shook her head, smiled and replied: "Nothing, maybe I didn't sleep well last night."

However, this feeling of uneasiness became stronger and stronger, as if some shadow was looming over her.

Nothing happened until the end of the day, and Su Ruonan felt that she was worrying too much.

Su Ruonan, who was packing up her things and preparing to punch out, received a call from Song Shiye. He had to work overtime tonight and asked the driver to pick her up.

Su Ruonan replied to the message before continuing to pack her things.

The temperature in Beijing at the end of November was extremely low. The heating in the house had already been turned on, but the wind outside was bitingly cold.

It was already dark outside, and if it weren't for the street lights, you wouldn't be able to see your hand in front of you.

Su Ruonan tightened her clothes and stood in the open space outside the office building waiting for the driver.

At this moment, the cell phone rang suddenly, breaking the silence.

Su Ruonan frowned, reached out to pick up the phone, and saw that the caller on the screen was the driver, and a trace of doubt arose in her heart.

She gently pressed the answer button, and heard the driver's slightly apologetic voice: "Hello, Madam, I'm sorry, the tire broke on the road. Please wait a moment, I'll pick you up right away."

After hearing this news, Su Ruonan felt even more uneasy.

The driver in our family has always been cautious. He always checks the car carefully before going out and only drives out after making sure everything is in order.

But this situation suddenly occurred today, which made her feel suspicious.

She hung up the phone silently, feeling increasingly depressed.

At the same time, a strange feeling came over her: her eyelids had been twitching all day, as if foreshadowing something ominous.

She secretly prayed that it was just a coincidence, but a voice deep in her heart told her that things were not that simple.

Su Ruonan held the phone tightly, trying to calm down.

She took a deep breath and told herself not to let her mind wander.

Maybe it was just an ordinary accident and there was no need to worry too much.

However, that feeling of uneasiness is always there and cannot be shaken off.

Suddenly, a black figure rushed towards Su Ruonan.