"Xi Mohan, what exactly will it take for you to let go?" Ning Wan had no room to retreat, leaning against the headboard as she stared coldly at the man in front of her, her voice laced with anger as she spoke, "Look at all I’ve lost for you, can’t you show a bit of rcy and let go? Xi Mohan, if you have any humanity left, please let go, okay?"
Xi Mohan’s footsteps halted, a shadow of darkness quickly erging in his eyes, while his face grew even colder, as if Ning Wan’s words had thoroughly displeased him.
But Xi Mohan’s displeasure wasn’t sothing Ning Wan needed to be concerned with now. Seeing that he had stopped moving, she thought her words had actually taken effect, and continued, "Let go, and I promise you, from now on, I will never appear before you and Ning Yan’er. I guarantee I’ll stay far away and never disturb you again for the rest of my life, okay?"
She had truly already decided this. If it were not for soone she cared about in An City, she would have left the city the day she found out she was pregnant, to live sowhere where nobody knew her.
For those two days, she had been trying to find a way to tell that person, and then she planned to leave, but who would have known that she would encounter a car accident, causing her to lose her child, only to be found by this man.
As for the child that was miscarried from her womb, Ning Wan couldn’t really express how much emotion she felt, but in reality, she was very distressed, especially when Qiaoqiao confird that she really had lost the child. Ning Wan had even once resented the unfairness of fate, wondering why she couldn’t just have a child to accompany her as she grew up.
Xi Mohan stepped forward abruptly, approaching the hospital bed in two strides, and without a word, reached out and seized Ning Wan’s wrist.
Ning Wan, as if provoked, suddenly beca fully alert, her eyes filled with fear as she looked at the man before her, almost instinctively screaming out, "Xi Mohan, what are you doing? Let go, don’t touch ..."
The girl’s fear was evident in her eyes, as if the man before her were a bloodthirsty demon, causing her to frantically slap at the hand that held her, struggling to break free.
The look in Xi Mohan’s eyes darkened even further as he pulled Ning Wan into his arms, restraining her with an upward movent of his hand and a low, warning voice, "Be quiet, Ning Wan."
Ning Wan, "..." Be quiet?
Be quiet my ass.
He told her to be quiet, but she struggled even more fiercely. She used all her strength, hitting him, and even reached out with her nails to scratch his face, though he easily dodged with a turn of his head.
Ning Wan still didn’t give up, continuing to struggle and warn Xi Mohan, "Xi Mohan, let go, don’t touch ..."
"Ning Wan." Xi Mohan was running out of patience. After his hand was scratched a few tis, and even bitten by her, he finally got angry and grabbed her wrist with his other hand, pinning her down to the hospital bed in one swift motion, his entire body looming over the fragile girl.
The two were so close to each other that, in order to restrain Ning Wan, Xi Mohan’s entire body was now covering hers, still wearing his leather shoes.
Looking at the handso face so close before her, where she could feel the warmth of his breath, Ning Wan gradually cald down, her eyes wide open as she looked at Xi Mohan in front of her.
Xi Mohan’s brows were slightly furrowed as he looked down at Ning Wan’s face. She had little flesh on her cheeks, looking very thin, as if she hadn’t been eating well. She used to have cute baby fat on her face, but now not a trace of it was left.
She was so thin that her eyes seed even larger than before.
Her pink lips were sowhat pale, and Ning Wan, looking at Xi Mohan before her, suddenly felt a wave of fear—not the fear of being frightened, but true panic.
Back when she was chasing Xi Mohan all over the world, she hadn’t noticed this feeling, because at that ti she was truly captivated by him. From the mont she first saw him, she had made up her mind to pursue him.
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