Goodbye, scumbag husband, the one who is not loved is the clown

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The ward door was pushed open.

The footsteps slowly approached.

Xu Jiayun raised his eyes and looked at the person who came.

The moment their eyes met, the man's eyes were icy cold, "Xu Jiayun, you must give birth to this child."

He stood by the bed, looking down at her as if he were in a superior position.

Xu Jiayun looked at him steadily.

The air was silent for a few seconds.

The man's face grew increasingly gloomy.

Xu Jiayun supported herself on the bed with both hands, slowly sat up, pinched the quilt with one hand, and looked up at him, "When are we going to have the wedding?"

Her voice was soft, but her tone was firm.

Those who don’t know would think that they had already agreed to get married.

A flash of surprise flashed across Pei Sangyu's dark eyes.

The next second, he frowned fiercely, leaned over and grabbed Xu Jiayun's neck.

"Are you looking for death again?"

His eyes were fierce, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, as if he wanted to break her neck in the next second. "Do you think you can dream of the position of the Young Madam of the Pei family?"

Xu Jiayun frowned in pain and held his hands tightly with both hands, "It hurts..."

"That's right, it hurts!" Pei Sangyu snorted coldly, gritting his teeth and saying, "Xu Jiayun, have you forgotten your identity? Your mother killed my father, how dare you talk to me about marriage?!"

"I..." Xu Jiayun was stunned, then frowned suddenly, "I thought the grudges between us had long since transcended our parents' generation..."

Pei Sangyu's eyes became increasingly gloomy, and the strength in his hands increased, with veins bulging on the back of his hands.

"Already crossed over? That's a human life! Xu Jiayun! That's easy for you to say! Your heart is indeed as dirty and selfish as that vicious and snobbish mother of yours!"

"Let me go first..." Xu Jiayun coughed, "I can't...speak if you're like this..."

Pei Sangyu looked at her flushed face, hesitated for a moment, and let go of her hand.

Xu Jiayun covered his neck and started coughing.

After the discomfort in his throat eased, Xu Jiayun looked up at Pei Sangyu again, his voice tinged with grievance, "Ayu, do you regret it? But you clearly said before..."

"Shut up!" Pei Sangyu frowned, his eyes fierce, "Who allowed you to call me that?!"

"You..." Xu Jiayun's eyes were red, as if he had suffered a great blow, and his pale face showed some sadness, "Have you changed your mind?"

Pei Sangyu's stern face was stunned again.

Change of heart?

What the hell is this woman talking about!

Pei Sangyu stared at her, his black eyes sharp, as if he wanted to see through her, "Xu Jiayun, stop playing crazy and stupid. Do you think this little trick can fool me?"

"What did I lie to you about?"

Xu Jiayun's eyebrows knitted tightly together, and she suddenly became annoyed. She growled at him, "We clearly agreed before that we would get married after we had a child! Now that I'm pregnant with your child, if we don't get married, do you want our child to be illegitimate?!"

Pei Sangyu frowned, and stared at her with his dark eyes.

Xu Jiayun looked straight at him, his eyes firm, "Pei Sangyu, you must marry me, this is also my bottom line!"

Bottom line?

Pei Sangyu snorted coldly, his dark eyes gloomy, "You are worthy of negotiating bottom lines with me?"

"Before we had a child, I could tolerate whatever you did to me, but now it's different. We have a child..." Xu Jiayun looked at Pei Sangyu and said word by word, "You must marry me."

"Marry you?" Pei Sangyu sneered, "Do you really think you can control me just because you're pregnant? I want this child just to torture you, but if you're too stubborn, I don't mind making him disappear right now!"

Hearing this, Xu Jiayun said nothing, but just stared at Pei Sangyu without blinking.

Anger filled her eyes.

Her eye sockets gradually turned red, and in an instant, tears as big as beans fell one by one, soaking her already pale face.

She bit her lip tightly, enduring until her chin trembled uncontrollably, but she was unwilling to make a sound.

Broken and stubborn.

Pei Sangyu's gloomy face was dazed for a moment.

In the past three months, no matter what means he used to torture and retaliate, Xu Jiayun never showed weakness or begged for mercy. Even when she was locked up in a cold and damp basement, she never shed a tear.

Now she is crying?

For this child?

Pei Sangyu glanced at Xu Jiayun's abdomen, his dark eyes tinged with a hint of teasing, "It seems that keeping the child will indeed torture you better."

Xu Jiayun's eyebrows jumped, and his hands gripping the quilt shook so hard, "What... do you mean?"

"You'll know what it means later."

Pei Sangyu's thin lips curled slightly, and a cold smile spread across his face. "Xu Jiayun, you are so nervous about this child that I can't help but look forward to the birth of this child."

The man stared at him, a gloomy feeling coming straight at him as he said this.

Xu Jiayun's breathing stagnated, and an inexplicable fear spread from the bottom of his heart.

Pei Sangyu didn't say anything more to her, turned around, opened the door and walked out.

With a 'bang', the door slammed shut.

Xu Jiayun closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

The cold sweat soaked my tense back and it relaxed little by little.

When she opened her eyes again, she raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, and there was only coldness and determination in her eyes!

-

Half an hour later.

Jiang Muheng walked out of Xu Jiayun's ward with psychology expert Dr. Wang and turned into the VIP lounge next door.

On the other side of the sofa, a man held a cigarette between his fingertips, and when he looked up, he exhaled smoke from his mouth.

Under the curling green smoke, the man looked gloomy, "Is she pretending right?"

Jiang Muheng sighed, "Maybe there's something wrong with his mind."

Pei Sangyu frowned, obviously not satisfied with the result.

"She's just like her vicious mother, always scheming!" Pei Sangyu put out his cigarette and said coldly, "She can fool you, but she can't fool me!"

"I also thought it was impossible at first, but..." Jiang Muheng said, looking at the psychologist next to him, "Doctor Wang, please explain Miss Xu's situation to Mr. Pei."

Doctor Wang nodded and reported, "Mr. Pei, based on Ms. Xu's current condition, the preliminary diagnosis is 'post-traumatic stress disorder.' Symptoms of this condition include an overreaction to traumatic memories, involuntary flashbacks, and impaired fear resolution. Some cases are accompanied by cognitive impairment, learning disabilities, and nightmares. However, Ms. Xu's case is more complicated..."

Dr. Wang stopped here and observed Pei Sangyu's reaction.

Pei Sangyu raised his hand and frowned, his tone impatient, "Go on."

"Ms. Xu's most obvious clinical manifestations are memory confusion and cognitive errors. This condition is rare, and there is currently no clinically proven effective treatment."

"Are you stressed out after a fall?"

Pei Sangyu snorted coldly, "In my opinion, she's just pretending. This is just a ploy to escape!"

Xu Jiayun once dared to jump out of the second-floor window in order to escape. This time, he must have deliberately performed such a self-torture trick in order to escape!

Yes, this must be her self-torture trick!

Doctor Wang's face stiffened slightly as he looked at Jiang Muheng.

Jiang Muheng knew that Pei Sangyu's patience had reached its limit, so he quickly asked Dr. Wang to leave first.

The lounge door closed.

Pei Sangyu relit a cigarette, narrowed his eyes and said gloomily, "She thinks I'll let her go just by pretending to be crazy? What a pipe dream!"

Jiang Muheng cleared his throat and said, "I was just watching from the side, and she didn't look like she was pretending. In her current memory, even though there was a grudge between the previous generation, you two were still firmly in love. She said that your plan was to act first and ask for permission later, and even your mother couldn't stop you from having a child and getting married. She just asked me why you suddenly changed your mind? From her expression, she really likes this child..."

Hearing this, Pei Sangyu raised his eyes and glanced at her with a sharp glare, "Do you know her well?"

Jiang Muheng: "...No."

"She's Xu Yinglan's daughter. She's just as cruel as Xu Yinglan. Did she just fall down the stairs and suffer from psychological stress? Do you think that's possible?"

"You can't say that." Jiang Muheng spoke conscientiously, "Your methods of torture are endless, each one more brutal and perverted than the last. Even the strongest people may not be able to withstand it, not to mention... Xu Jiayun is only 20 years old."

Pei Sangyu took a deep drag on his cigarette, narrowing his eyes dangerously as he puffed out the smoke. "You seem to care about her quite a bit now."

Jiang Muheng's mouth twitched, "Don't let hatred cloud your mind and attack me indiscriminately!"

Pei Sangyu said nothing and stood up with a gloomy face.

He opened the door, and Jiang Muheng's anxious voice came from behind him:

"I know you don't like to hear this, but as a doctor, I still have to say one more thing: be gentle with pregnant women..."

With a 'bang', the door was slammed shut, cutting off Jiang Muheng from saying anything else.

Pei Sangyu stood outside the door, his dark eyes staring at the tightly closed ward door.

Xu Jiayun, let’s see how far you can pretend!

He took out his cell phone and called Zhou Jing, "Call Xu Jiayun's grandmother..."

-

"I ordered a nutrient solution for you. You can't take any medicine since you're pregnant, so you can only rest in bed."

In the ward, the nurse adjusted the IV drip and looked down at Xu Jiayun lying on the bed.

Xu Jiayun met the nurse's gaze, her brows slightly curved, "I understand."

She was born with a face that all women would be amazed by, especially her eyes, with bright amber pupils, and she looked particularly beautiful when she smiled.

Under such a beauty attack, the nurse's tone became much gentler when she spoke again, "Then you should have a good rest. If you need anything, ring the bell."

"Thank you."

The ward door is closed.

The smile in Xu Jiayun's eyes completely faded.

She turned and looked out the window.

A breeze ruffled the curtains.

The curtains are printed with the logo of Pei's private hospital.

In the previous life, Niannian was born in this hospital.

It was Shen Zhiyan who caused her to give birth prematurely at 36 weeks with bleeding. The baby weighed less than 4 kilograms and was directly transferred to the neonatal department.

She had a near-death experience due to amniotic fluid embolism and was in a coma in the ICU for three days before waking up.

When she woke up, we found out that Niannian had a lung infection. During the three days she was in a coma, she was issued three critical illness notices in a row!

She ignored the nurse's objections and dragged her weak body to the neonatal department.

That was the first time Xu Jiayun met her Nian Nian.

The small body was full of tubes and lay alone in the incubator.

She has suffered a lot since she was born...

Memories are like sharp swords, cutting Xu Jiayun's heart one by one.

I don't know when, my tears had already soaked the pillow.

She stroked her flat belly.

Don’t be afraid every year, mom will definitely protect you in this life!

Before you were born, your mother must have eliminated all those who hurt you and posed a threat to you!

Xu Jiayun raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and the sadness in her eyes was replaced by hatred.

In her previous life, she was weak and stupid, and she had thought of aborting the child many times, which repeatedly angered Pei Sangyu and brought her even more cruel torture.

She will never make the same mistake again in this life.

She wanted to give birth to Nian Nian safely. Not only that, in this life, she wanted Pei Sangyu to pay back double what he owed Nian Nian in his previous life!

The sound of high heels gradually approached, and the door of the ward was pushed open.

Shen Zhiyan walked in with an insulated box in her hand.

"Sister, I'm here to see you."