Zhuo Qianyun only felt that her heart was beating wildly for an instant, and her eyes were getting a little wet, and the lips pressed by his fingers seemed to be getting hotter and hotter.

"I...I'm going to the bathroom!" she said hurriedly, but she didn't go to the bathroom in the ward, but walked out of the ward quickly.

He just felt that if he stayed in the ward any longer, he was afraid that she would burst into tears in front of him.

Since she was imprisoned that year, she has rarely cried. She always tells herself to be strong and that tears are nothing more than useless.

But these days, she couldn't help crying several times because of Ye Wenming.

Zhuo Qianyun ran to the bathroom at the end of the corridor and planned to wipe her face with cold water.

At this moment, a voice sounded from behind her, "Miss Zhuo, how about we talk?"

Zhuo Qianyun looked up and saw Ye Mu's figure reflected in the mirror on the side of the sink.

She turned her head and looked at him, "Auntie, what do you want from me?"

"Yeah, there's something I need to talk to you about, but it's not very convenient to talk in this place. Why don't we go to the empty examination room next door and talk." Ye Mu said.

Zhuo Qianyun did not refuse and followed Ye Mu to the empty room.

Mother Ye locked the door with her backhand and said to Zhuo Qianyun, "Miss Zhuo, I know that there have been too many things between you and Wen Ming, and now, you are pregnant with Wen Ming's child, just like Wen Ming

As I said, he should save you when you are in danger, but... I still hope you can just let him go."

Zhuo Qianyun was stunned, "Aunt, you..."

"At first, I begged you to get back together with Wen Ming, but you didn't want to. You said you had no love for him, and you said your marriage was just a temporary measure. Now, I beg you, let him die completely.

Can you give up this heart? Wen Ming can give up his life for you, but you can't give up your own life for him. Otherwise, you should be lying in the hospital today, not

He did, didn’t he?”

Zhuo Qianyun was suffocated. She couldn't even refute Ye Mu's words.

"Ms. Zhuo, I have lost my husband, and I don't want to lose my only son. You donated bone marrow for him, but he also cut your liver for you. He has been suffering all these years, and now, he is almost

He's dead! Maybe sometimes, in this world, some people are really meant for each other. You see, the deeper the entanglement between you, the easier it is for accidents to happen. Why don't you let him give up completely? Maybe, only by giving up,

Only then can he truly start over!"

Mother Ye sobbed. At this moment, she was just afraid, afraid that she would lose her only son.

So even if she was dissatisfied with Zhuo Qianyun in her heart, she still had to beg, because she knew that it would only work if Zhuo Qianyun was willing. If Zhuo Qianyun refused to let go of her son at all, then Wen Ming would never let him go.

It is impossible to get out of this feeling.

Zhuo Qianyun felt as if her chest was blocked by a boulder. Every word and every sentence Ye Mu said was like a heavier boulder, pressing down continuously, making her breathless.

"Miss Zhuo, I beg you, please let Wen Ming live! Your two children are the flesh and blood of the Ye family. In the future, it is up to you whether the children stay with you or let them return to the Ye family.

You want money or assets, whatever you want, as long as I, an old woman, can give it to you, I will give it to you! I just want Wen Ming to live well!"
Chapter completed!