When they met again, the boss' eyes turned red, kissed her and said sweet words to her

There was a glaring red spot on the bed. Nanya had lost too much blood and was in shock. Her condition was critical.

Pei Zhuo picked up the blood-soaked Nan Ya and ordered his bodyguard, "Drive to the hospital!"

"No!" Wang Qian hurriedly stopped him: "Azhuo, how can we go to the hospital? It will expose our whereabouts!"

Pei Zhuo's face was colder than ever before. He glanced at her and said, "Get out of the way."

Wang Qian shuddered suddenly and stepped back guiltily.

Pei Zhuo rushed out the door holding Nanyang.

This emergency trip was too risky. As Pei Zhuo's biggest bargaining chip, Xu Nanyin would naturally be tied to his side.

Nanyang and Pei Zhuo were sitting alone in a car, while Xu Nanyin was blindfolded and had her ears blocked, sitting in a car behind them.

Like being trapped in a black hole, unable to do anything, Xu Nanyin couldn't help but clench her hands, her thoughts in a mess. She was worried about Nanyang and confused about Pei Zhuo.

The child has been born safely, but he is still willing to take such a big risk for Nanyang?

Suddenly, Xu Nanyin leaned forward uncontrollably. Did the car brake suddenly?

Then someone took her hand and helped her into another car.

The silk bands on her eyes and the earmuffs were removed, and what came into view was Nanyang lying in Pei Zhuo's arms, covered in blood, with a pale face and shivering constantly.

Several people in white coats gathered around with terrified looks on their faces, not daring to breathe.

Xu Nanyin's heart tightened, and she could probably guess that Nanyang's body could no longer sustain the stress of going to the hospital.

"Azhuo, I'm cold, so cold..."

Pei Zhuo signaled the driver to turn up the temperature in the car, then took off his coat and gently wrapped it around her: "Is this better?"

“Thank you…” A tear rolled down Nanya’s red eyes: “You are willing to take me to the hospital.”

Pei Zhuo wiped the corner of her eye with his fingertips, "You are my legally married wife, it's my duty."

Nan Ya's voice was very weak, and she couldn't suppress her grievance. "I know that if someone else were your wife, you would do the same. You only married me because I am the daughter of the Nan family. You...you have never truly loved me as a person."

"But I don't regret marrying you. You've been very good to me over the years. I don't blame you for not loving me. I'm... ordinary-looking and not as smart as Wang Qian, so I can't understand your thoughts..."

"Xiaoya, I never care about appearance. I am marrying you because I am marrying above my station."

Pei Zhuo explained in a low voice, "Wang Qian helps me with things, and I give her benefits. That's all I have with her. For all these years, you're the only woman I've ever had."

"Really?" Nanyang closed her eyes unable to hold on, then opened them with difficulty, stretched out her hand towards Xu Nanyin, but realized that her hands were covered in blood, and slowly retracted her hand.

Xu Nanyin took a step forward, held her hand tightly with both hands, and gently called her "cousin-in-law".

Nanya uttered a weak "hmm," resting her head on Pei Zhuo's chest, looking up at him: "Azhuo, I know, I... I'm dying."

Pei Zhuo grabbed her other trembling hand, lowered his head, and stared at her.

"Your sister-in-law is a good girl. Don't hurt her. Let her go. And let yourself go too. While everything can still be salvaged, don't push yourself into a dead end..."

"I'm... really worried about you and our daughter. She was so young and lost her mother right after she was born. Could you bear to let her be without a father?"

Pei Zhuo's tightly pursed lips turned pale and his face was very stiff.

Nanya became anxious, her forehead covered with cold sweat, and her breathing became more and more rapid: "Promise me, otherwise I won't be at peace even if I die, Ah Zhuo, promise me..."

Pei Zhuo remained motionless and silent for several seconds, looking at the baby in the arms of the man in the white coat.

The skin of the newborn baby is red and wrinkled, but he is very well behaved. He sleeps with his eyes closed without crying or making a fuss.

"Xiaoya, please give your daughter a name." He changed the subject.

Nanya closed her eyes, tears rolling down her cheeks again, "Nian'an...let's name our daughter Pei Nian'an."

"Azhuo, this is my only wish. I hope you and the child are safe."

Pei Zhuo closed his eyes tightly and his cheeks twitched.

Nanya's face was extremely pale, and she forced a smile towards Xu Nanyin: "Sister-in-law, you...you must be well."

Xu Nanyin's eyes were misty and she said "hmm".

"I'm sorry I couldn't help you. I really hope everyone is okay... If it really comes to that, can you please not hurt my daughter..."

Xu Nanyin nodded vigorously, "Cousin, I promise! No one will hurt the child!"

"thanks, thanks."

Nanya weakly turned her head to the side, trying to open her eyes wide and stare at the sleeping baby. The baby's face was so small and pitiful. Tears welled up in her eyes and she said intermittently: "An An, my dear daughter, Mommy, Mommy loves you...but I can't be with you until you grow up..."

"Do you want to hold your daughter?" Pei Zhuo gestured to bring the child over.

"No."

Nanya's breathing was already very weak: "Don't let the blood stain my daughter, don't wake her up, let her sleep well..."

"I, I'm going to sleep too."

As if all her strength had been drained away, Nanya's eyelids drooped and she couldn't open them again.

"A Zhuo..."

Pei Zhuo's pupils constricted, his face turned pale, and he suddenly grabbed her hand, pressed it to his lips, and kissed the back of her hand: "Xiaoya, I love you."

Nanya closed her eyes tightly, and a faint smile appeared on her pale and lonely face...

Holding her gradually cold hand, Xu Nanyin closed his eyes, and a huge sour feeling surged in his nose.

***

Once again, Xu Nanyin was locked in that small room.

She sat on the bed in a daze, her whole mood sinking. At a moment like this, if only Pei Jingmo were here. He was always fearless, as if everything in his presence was as light as a feather, something he could blow away with a single breath. He held her in his arms, and without saying a word, she felt at peace.

After Wang Qian escorted her back, she didn't leave. Instead, she asked tentatively, "Before that woman died, did Ah Zhuo say he loved her?"

How does she know?

Maybe he was eavesdropping somewhere, like a cockroach.

Xu Nanyin raised her head, her eyes cold: "Sister Nanya is not called that woman, she is Mrs. Pei in the true sense of the word."

"Heh..." Wang Qian's face was full of disdain: "Do you think Ah Zhuo is telling the truth? Ah Zhuo just feels sorry for her and said something nice to comfort her before she dies!"

"Even if it's a lie, at least he's willing to say it." Xu Nanyin tugged at her with a sardonic smile, staring at her. "Do you want to guess, before you die, would Pei Zhuo be willing to say a few words to comfort you? I bet he wouldn't even bother looking at you."

These words really hit Wang Qian's sore spot!

Wang Qian's face was full of brokenness, and she pointed at her angrily: "I die? You probably haven't faced the reality yet. You and Pei Jingmo are doomed!"

"As for me..." Wang Qian stopped pretending: "Of course the position of Mrs. Pei belongs to me! Is there anyone more suitable for Azhuo than me?"

"That Nanya only has a slightly better family background, is ugly, and is incredibly naive. To put it nicely, she's kind, but to put it bluntly, she's stupid and naive! Is someone like her worthy of standing by Ah Zhuo's side...ah!"

Before Wang Qian could finish her words, she was slapped hard in the face. She screamed in pain and her face tilted to one side!