"Isn't it for the He family?" Mu Zechuan was still acting like a willful child at this time.

"No." Butler Li said firmly: "Just like you didn't marry the young mistress for revenge, she didn't marry for the He family."

"Why do you say that?" Mu Zechuan looked at Butler Li and realized for the first time that she was so eloquent. Moreover, her words shook his heart.

"A woman's intuition." Butler Li looked at Mu Zechuan with a smile: "Master, you are a man, so you may not be able to see what the young mistress is thinking, but you are also a woman, and I understand her and understand her."

"Really?" Mu Zechuan sat on the stairs: "But I have done too many wrong things and done too many excessive things. She will not forgive me. This time the child is gone because I did not accompany her.

Around me, she must hate me to death..."

"Master." Butler Li slowly walked to Mu Zechuan, bent down and patted his back.

This man, who was about 1.8 meters tall, sat on the stairs with his arms folded, as helpless as a child.

If Butler Li gets married and has a child, the child will be as old as Mu Zechuan, so she has always treated him as her own child and felt sorry for him.

"Young mistress is a woman worthy of your love for the rest of your life. If you give up now, you will definitely regret it. If it were me, I will definitely fight for it. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I can't give up."

Mu Zechuan lowered his head and remained silent. After a long time, he seemed to have figured it out. He stood up and walked slowly back to the bedroom.

Butler Li followed him and saw him pick up the porridge, drink it down in a few gulps, then pick up the car keys and walk out.

Seeing the taillights of Mu Zechuan's car disappear into the yard, Butler Li picked up the phone:

"Old madam, the young master has gone out. He should go to pick up the young lady and take her home."

*

It was only after An Jincheng received a call from Tang Qiaoen that he learned that He Jiayin was being held in his hospital by Mu Zechuan.

He hurried over, but found that he was still a step too late.

He Jiayin's child is gone.

He knew that Mu Zechuan was not a good person, but he never expected that Mu Zechuan would be so cruel that he would not even let his own child go.

An Jincheng really regretted that he didn't find He Jiayin earlier so that he could protect her and prevent her from getting hurt at all.

But now, it's useless to say anything.

"Mr. An." The servant passed by him carrying the cold but untouched meal and lowered his head in greeting.

"Still unwilling to eat?" An Jincheng frowned deeply.

"Yes."

"Make another one and send it over." An Jincheng quickened his pace. He refused to eat every day and relied on intravenous drips to survive. If this continued, his body would definitely collapse.

An Jincheng gently pushed open the bedroom door.

He Jiayin was lying on the bed, her face as pale as paper. It seemed as if her whole spirit had been sucked away.

Only three days after he brought her back, he felt that she had lost a lot of weight.

In fact, I don’t think I have lost weight, but I have really lost weight.

I don’t eat or drink, and only rely on glucose every day. How can I not lose weight?

"Good news." An Jincheng walked to the bed, sat down, and took her hand.

It's all bones.

She didn't move or look at An Jincheng.

My eyes looked out the window, but there was no focus.

What was she thinking? An Jincheng knew it without turning around.

At night, he slept in the room next to hers and often heard her screams from nightmares in the middle of the night.

When he ran over, he only saw her eyes closed tightly, her hands tightly grasping the sheets, and her mouth shouting: "Don't kill my child! Don't!" She was covered in sweat.

The pain of losing her child repeated over and over in her dreams, eating away at her body and spirit.

An Jincheng needed to comfort her for a long time before she could calm down.

He felt distressed and hated Mu Zechuan even more.

This man actually hurt his most beloved woman like this. He will not let Mu Zechuan go!

"Good news, would you like to have a little food?" An Jincheng's thoughts returned to reality.

He Jiayin did not respond to him.

Since she lost her child, her soul seems to have been absent from her body for the past two days.

An Jincheng went to a doctor to see her. Apart from being too weak, there was no major problem with her body. It was just a wound in her heart that needed time to heal slowly.

"Good news, we will have another baby!" An Jincheng couldn't hold it any longer.

He had been avoiding mentioning the word child directly in front of her for a few days, but now, he was not eating or drinking, and he was really worried.

"It won't happen again." He Jiayin finally spoke, her voice weaker than a mosquito.

"What?" An Jincheng didn't understand what she said.

But He Jiayin never answered him again.

An Jincheng wanted to say something else, but then there was a knock on the door.

The servant walked in: "Mr. An, a guest is here."

"Guest?" An Jincheng stood up. He moved here without telling anyone, so how could there be guests?

"Who is it?" An Jincheng asked.

The servant glanced at He Jiayin and hesitated whether to say anything.

An Jincheng understood: "You take good care of Miss He here, and I will come back as soon as I go."

He glanced at He Jiayin and then left the room.

An Jincheng thought the person coming was Mu Zechuan at first, but when he arrived in the living room, he realized that it was Lin Yixiang.

Also, if Mu Zechuan comes, he will definitely rush in arrogantly without saying a word.

When Lin Yixiang saw An Jincheng coming, he turned around and smiled: "Mr. An, your new home is nice."

An Jincheng did not smile.

He was not familiar with Lin Yixiang and had no business dealings with him. However, he did not have a good impression of him, which was also because of Mu Zechuan's relationship.

An Jincheng would not like anyone or anything related to Mu Zechuan no matter what.

"What are you doing here?" An Jincheng's tone was unceremonious.

"I want to meet He Jiayin." Lin Yixiang raised his neck.

An Jincheng looked at him and thought, how annoying it is. Lin Yixiang is indeed the same kind of arrogant person like Mu Zechuan!

"She's not here with me." An Jincheng said coldly.

"Mr. An, I'm already here. Do you think I'll come here without investigating?"

"I won't let you see her." An Jincheng looked at Lin Yixiang with firm eyes.

Lin Yixiang nodded: "Mr. An, I know that you have always been thinking about He Jiayin, and now you think it is a good opportunity to keep her by your side..."

"Why are you coming here?" An Jincheng didn't want to listen to his nonsense: "Mu Zechuan asked you to come? He didn't dare to come himself? Was he afraid that I would kill him?"

Lin Yixiang felt the anger coming from An Jincheng's heart.

He thought that this man really liked He Jiayin, probably no worse than Mu Zechuan.

He really wanted to tell An Jincheng that he, like him, didn't want He Jiayin to be hurt at all.

However, he couldn't say such things.

Lin Yixiang felt a little sad. He couldn't even compare to An Jincheng. At least An Jincheng could tell others that he liked He Jiayin.
Chapter completed!