Xia Yan burst into tears, "Cousin, you promise me, you promise me..."

Murong Shaochuan struggled to pull her up. In fact, if it were him, he would definitely do the same thing...

"Xia Yan, I understand, I understand. I agree with your choice, I agree." Murong Shaochuan hugged Xia Yan into his arms with heartache.

She had no choice, she really had no choice, otherwise she would not have cruelly taken away her child's life...

Xia Yan put her arms around Murong Shaochuan's neck, buried herself in his chest and cried for a while, rubbing her eyes, "Go and sign."

Murong Shaochuan patted her back gently and said with a heavy face, "Yes."

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For more directness and convenience.

Xia Yan returned to the hospital where his father was staying to undergo the operation.

After Murong Shaochuan signed the operation drape.

The doctor began to arrange the surgery.

Set for eight o'clock the next morning.

Tossing and turning all night, it was difficult to fall asleep. The next day, Xia Yan appeared in the hospital with a pair of dark eyes.

Murong Shaochuan and the doctor felt sorry for her after seeing her haggard appearance.

It hurts, but no one can replace her.

Near eight o'clock, Murong Shaochuan suddenly received a phone call.

A man's deep and hoarse voice came from the microphone, as if he had a bad cold, with a strong nasal tone, "Is she... here?"

Of course Murong Shaochuan knew who the 'she' he was referring to was.

He glanced sideways at the woman next to him who had her fingers intertwined and was obviously nervous, and said in a deep voice: "Yes."

"Let her answer the phone." Yi Beihan said in a calm voice.

Murong Shaochuan looked at Xia Yan and handed her the phone, "This is from Yi Beihan."

Well……

Xia Yan looked at him, then at the phone in his hand. His eyes suddenly became panicked, and he shook his head nervously, as if he didn't dare to answer it.

Staring at the restlessness and panic in her eyes, Murong Shaochuan could see that she was struggling fiercely in her heart, so he patiently held up his phone and waited for her final decision.

Xia Yan stared at the phone, rubbed his palms and hesitated for a long time. His fingers reached out to the phone involuntarily, "Hey——"

"..." There was silence on the other end.

However, just when Xia Yan thought he had hung up the phone, his muffled voice came from the phone, which was so hoarse that it made Xia Yan's heart ache.

"...Is the child in your belly mine?"

He didn't know why he called her?

What else do you want to find room to redeem?

He couldn't tell...

He clearly hated her in his heart and wanted to strangle her to death, but in the end he still couldn't control the strong desire for her that filled his heart.

"..."

Tears flooded her again, Xia Yan bit her lips tightly, not knowing how to speak.

Before waiting for an answer, Yi Beihan's mocking voice came from the other end, "Or are you still confused about whose child it is?"

Xia Yan held her heart that was aching and bit her lip, "...I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry?" Yi Beihan snorted self-deprecatingly, "Does that mean I was deceived by you again?" Even this child is not his...

"Han, I'm sorry..."

Even though he knew he couldn't see, Xia Yan kept shaking his head and mumbling, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

There is no point in saying anything now. What is the use of telling you that the child is yours?
Chapter completed!