After the divorce, I trained my dog, and the scumbag father and son knelt down at my door.

“Uh…” Yan Niannian’s heart skipped a beat.

She looked surprised.

Fei Siyu likes her?!

How could this be?

In her heart, she always regarded Fei Siyu as her brother and family member!

"Niannian!" Sitting up straight, Grandpa Fei spoke with the earnestness of someone who had been through it all, "The essence of marriage is finding a suitable person to face the ups and downs of life together."

"Siyu would give up his life for you. If you two are really together, he will definitely protect you."

"Besides..."

"Sigh!" At this point, Old Master Fei paused and sighed, "If the future Mrs. Fei isn't you, this silly boy definitely won't get married."

"Niannian, Grandpa knows you are a good child who knows how to be grateful."

"Considering how good he is to you, can you really bear to see him spend the rest of his life alone?"

That's too harsh.

Because it's not just about persuasion, but also about helping each other out of gratitude.

Fei Siyu's eyelids twitched.

How could Grandpa do this?

Everything he did for Yan Niannian was entirely voluntary.

but……

When Fei Siyu tried to help Yan Niannian out of the predicament, his concerned gaze fell on her delicate face. He moved his lips, but his selfishness still prevailed.

I really wish I could marry Niannian.

Yan Niannian gave a wry smile. "Grandpa, can I think about it?"

"Okay! Niannian, Grandpa is waiting for your good news!"

The assistant outside the door was shocked to hear these words.

Oops!

Given Zhuo Yuchen's current infatuation with Yan Niannian, if Yan Niannian really agrees to marry Fei Siyu, then President Zhuo...

God!

The assistant didn't even dare to think about it, so as soon as Yan Niannian left Fei Siyu's ward, he couldn't wait to chase after her.

……

"Yan Niannian, stop right there!"

Yan Niannian was walking down the corridor when someone suddenly called her from behind.

I instinctively stopped in my tracks.

Yan Niannian turned around to look.

He immediately noticed that Zhuo Yuchen's personal assistant was walking quickly toward him.

He walked very fast, and his complexion wasn't very good.

"What's wrong?" Yan Niannian raised an eyebrow in confusion as he approached her.

"Yan Niannian, how could you treat President Zhuo like that?" the assistant blurted out bluntly.

Previously, when Zhuo Yuchen treated Yan Niannian very badly, as his assistant, he was cold and distant towards her.

But at least they were polite.

But now...

Yan Niannian couldn't help but frown.

It's true that like master, like subordinate.

They're not even willing to pretend anymore.

"How did I treat him? Yet you specifically came to me to confront me. Tell me." Yan Niannian stared at her assistant.

"You..." The assistant felt a pang of unease at the thought of Zhuo Yuchen's pale and weak appearance. "You stole that last dose of anesthetic for Fei Siyu. Did you even think about what would happen to President Zhuo?"

“He is one of the highly sensitive groups, and other similar anesthetics simply don’t work.”

"He's perfectly fine, why does he need anesthesia?"

"Ha!" The assistant gave a bitter laugh. "When that person held you hostage with a dagger, President Zhuo and Fei Siyu rushed up to save you. All you saw was Fei Siyu's palm being cut."

"But what about President Zhuo?"

"Do you know that for you, a dagger was plunged deep into his ribs?"

Which is more serious, a superficial wound on the palm or a stab wound under the ribs?

The assistant was heartbroken.

Then, his voice trembled even more, "To avoid making you feel guilty, President Zhuo refused to say a word. And when you tried to take the anesthetic, he gave it to you without hesitation."

"But what about him?"

"To be put on the operating table without any anesthesia... what pain that must have been!"

"what?"

Her pupils dilated sharply, and Yan Niannian stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

She was shocked.

Did Zhuo Yuchen get injured while trying to save himself?

He even gave her the last dose of anesthetic, and then performed the surgery himself without anesthesia?

Why... is this happening?

Yan Niannian was filled with mixed emotions, bound by a deep sense of bewilderment. She murmured in a low voice, "Zhuo Yuchen, how could you be so foolish?"

"Ha! Yes, how could President Zhuo be so foolish..."

The assistant's lips trembled as he echoed the sentiment.

He subconsciously pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, then took out a lighter, intending to light it and take a deep drag to calm himself down.

But the next moment, he remembered that Yan Niannian was still beside him.

After glancing at Yan Niannian, the assistant, as if possessed, put away the cigarette and lighter again.

“This isn’t the only foolish thing Mr. Zhuo has done.” The assistant sighed, rubbing his cold palms. “The night before the proposal banquet, Mr. Zhuo went to the orphanage with takeout food to find you.”

"He... overheard your conversation with Zhang Xintong."

"Even though President Zhuo knew that you made this request just to get revenge on him, he still willingly accepted it all."

"Ha! Isn't that funny!"

"what?"

Yan Niannian was once again deeply shocked.

Pupil constriction.

Lost in thought, she didn't even notice when her assistant left.

"Sigh!" After a long while, Yan Niannian sighed.

My mood is inexplicably heavy.

She didn't know what to say to Zhuo Yuchen like this.

The next moment, for reasons unknown, Yan Niannian slowly turned around and walked towards Zhuo Yuchen's ward.

……

The entrance to the VIP ward.

Yan Niannian saw him... high and mighty.

At this moment, Zhuo Yuchen's face was frighteningly pale, his brows were slightly furrowed, and a look of pain floated between his brows.

That was a weakness he had never experienced before.

Yan Niannian clenched her fists subconsciously.

Heavy heart.

If she hadn't stolen that last dose of anesthetic, would Zhuo Yuchen be in such a miserable state now, and would he be able to undergo surgery safely?

"Niannian...niannian..."

"I was wrong... Please forgive me..."

"I can't...I can't lose you..."

Just then, a series of low, husky murmurs uncontrollably escaped from Zhuo Yuchen's lips.

Even though he was unconscious at this moment, his mind was filled with nothing but Yan Niannian's image.

He was afraid of losing her.

He was afraid she would never talk to him again.

What meaning would such a life have?

His anxiety and impatience made him appear as if he were having a nightmare.

"you……"

Her pupils dilated sharply, and Yan Niannian took two steps back.

She panicked.

I was extremely panicked.

I no longer have the courage, nor do I know how to face this...this Zhuo Yuchen.

The only thing to do is to escape.

Turning around, Yan Niannian staggered slightly and fled in panic.

The assistant, standing at the corner, peeked out and watched the scene unfold, then sighed helplessly.

Hey!

What a bad fate!

But no matter what, for the sake of President Zhuo, he absolutely could not stand by and watch Yan Niannian agree to Old Master Fei's request.

……

After rushing out of the hospital, Yan Niannian stood there somewhat bewildered.

Breathing became slightly rapid.

Why did the situation develop this way?

Just as Yan Niannian was feeling a splitting headache, she was so distracted that she didn't notice a furtive figure peeking out from behind the pillar.

His lewd gaze fell on Yan Niannian's chest.

He smacked his lips, drool almost dripping from his mouth.