Fatal Desire

Chapter 159 Song Xi: Auntie knows?!
General Hospital, Inpatient Department.

The VIP ward was unusually quiet, with only the regular beeping of the electrocardiogram monitor.

Song Yunyu leaned against the hospital bed, her face slightly paler than usual, but her appearance was still impeccable, her long hair loosely tied up, revealing her beautifully shaped neck.

She was staring out the window in a daze when she heard the door open and turned around.

"Xixi?" Upon seeing her niece, surprise flashed in her eyes, then turned into a gentle smile. "Why are you here? Did Uncle Qin tell you?"

Song Xi hurriedly went to the bedside, her gaze sweeping over the electrocardiogram monitor connected to Song Yunyu's body. The fluctuating curves on the screen made her frown.

"Auntie, how are you feeling? Where does it hurt? What did the doctor say?"

Song Yunyu gently patted the back of her hand, trying to comfort her: "Don't worry, it's an old problem. It's just that my heart is a little uncomfortable. The doctor said it's a bit of mitral regurgitation. I need to be observed for a few days, and I may need to have a minor surgery."

"Surgery?" Song Xi's heart leaped into her throat, and she gripped her aunt's hand tightly. "Is it serious? When will it be done? Has the surgical plan been decided?"

"It won't be that quick; we still need to do a few more tests and evaluations." Song Yunyu's tone was calm as she reached out and touched her niece's cheek. "Don't be nervous; your aunt is tough. But you, why do you look so pale? Are you working too hard?"

"I'm fine, I just felt a little anxious and that's why I came back." Song Xi didn't want her aunt to worry, so she changed the subject. "My brother is the same, he didn't even tell me you were in the hospital."

Song Yunyu's gaze lingered for a moment, revealing a barely perceptible weariness and resistance: "I told him not to tell you."

Seeing the strange emotion in her aunt's eyes, Song Xi felt a mix of emotions. She sat down by the bed and lowered her voice even further: "Aunt, don't think so much. It's most important to focus on getting better."

She paused, looked at her aunt's haggard, pale but still beautiful face, and asked cautiously, "Has something happened recently?"

This question is about the sudden onset of the illness.

Song Yunyu did not answer immediately, but looked out the window. The afternoon sun shone through the blinds, casting bright and dark shadows on the windowsill.

After a long while, she said in a low voice, "It's nothing. Xixi, could you help me draw the curtains a little closer? They're a bit too bright."

Song Xi got up in response and adjusted the angle of the blinds to make the light softer and warmer.

A quiet, disinfectant-smelling stillness filled the ward once more. She sat back down on the edge of the bed, silently watching over the patient, her unease growing heavier and heavier, like the setting sun outside the window.

After hesitating for a moment, Song Xi spoke: "Aunt, I want to tell you something. I..."

Song Yunyu interrupted her, saying, "Xixi, I want to eat fruit."

"Okay, what kind of fruit would you like? Oranges would be fine?"

"can."

Song Xi lowered her head and carefully peeled the orange. She thought to herself that her aunt was ill now, so it wasn't a good time to talk about that matter.

So she brought up another person: "I've made things clear with Gu Beixiao. I have no feelings for him and I don't plan to continue seeing him."

"Xixi, it's okay to have an easy relationship, you can date anyone."

Song Yunyu sighed softly, took her hand and held it, just like when she was a child, "But if you want to move forward, you have to think about a lot of things carefully."

"Okay." Song Xi handed the peeled orange to her aunt and obediently replied, "I understand."

Song Xi spent the entire afternoon at the hospital with Song Yunyu, and only returned home after sunset and nightfall.

Her aunt was sick, and she felt extremely heavy-hearted.

As Song Xi left the ward and reached the elevator, she subconsciously touched the thin chain on her wrist.

Empty.

The ruby ​​bracelet is gone! It was a gift from Zhao Yansen, and she always wore it.

She suddenly remembered that she seemed to have taken it off and placed it on the sink when she washed her hands in the hospital bathroom.

She immediately turned back. The VIP corridor was quiet; she walked lightly and deliberately slowed her pace, making only a faint sound as her high heels clicked on the floor.

As she approached the ward door, the suppressed yet intense arguing inside pierced through the door, causing her to freeze in place.

It was Zhao Yansen and his aunt's voices.

“…Zhao Yansen, don’t even think about it!” Song Yunyu’s voice lost its usual elegance and composure, filled with sharp anger and a hint of weakness. “I absolutely do not agree to Xixi being with you. Forget about it.”

Zhao Yansen's voice was deep and steady, yet contained an undeniable sense of pressure: "This is between Xixi and me."

“You call her Xixi? What gives you the right to call her that?” Song Yunyu said.

“You have no right to veto her choice.” Zhao Yansen remained calm, even exuding a hint of coldness.

"Choice? What does she know about choice?" Song Yunyu retorted immediately, her hands trembling slightly with emotion. "How old is she? She has no idea who you, Zhao Yansen, are. You..."

She seemed furious, no longer suppressing her anger, and directly cursed, "...You're a beast in human form, worse than an animal! How could you, how could you lay a hand on the girl you watched grow up?!"

Song Xi, standing outside the door, felt a sudden chill run down her spine.

Her aunt knows about her and her brother!

“I have never taken advantage of Xixi.” Zhao Yansen said in a calm and clear voice, “You know very well how I feel about her. The one who really put her in a dilemma is not someone else, but yourself.”

“I…I did it for her…” Song Yunyu was clearly touched on her deepest sore spot and couldn’t say a word.

She was the one who pushed Xixi into his arms. She was the one who ruined Xixi.

If she had discovered it sooner, if she hadn't accepted Zhao Zongting's advances, none of this would have happened.

Inside the ward, Zhao Yansen's voice carried an almost cruel calm: "You keep saying you love her and want to protect her, but aren't you doing the very thing that's hurting her? Knowing she doesn't like Gu Beixiao, you still let her have contact with him."

Song Yunyu was speechless for a moment, then muttered to herself, "What do you know? There's no future for Xixi and you, and I won't let you ruin her."

“I won’t leave her,” Zhao Yansen said. “Whether you agree or not, the result will be the same. You’d better accept it, otherwise, it won’t do you any good.”

Song Yunyu had nowhere else to turn. One reason she agreed to marry Zhao Zongting was because she was attracted to him, and another was because she knew that it was difficult for a girl without power or influence to survive in society.

She wanted to provide Song Xi with a good environment.

But why did it turn out like this?

Outside the door, Song Xi clenched her bag tightly, her fingertips digging into her palm, leaving crescent-shaped marks.

Every word they said pierced her heart, like shards of glass.

Her brother and aunt were the people she cared about most.

She didn't want any of them to get hurt.

Just as I was deep in thought, the creaking sound of the door opening suddenly rang in my ears, like some kind of tense bugle call.

Song Xi's eyelids twitched suddenly.

"!!!"

(End of this chapter)