She kept her marriage a secret for three years, then divorced and was forcefully pampered by a power

Huo Xiao kept his voice low, but Shao Yan still woke up.

"Lan Yan, that's enough."

His patience is limited.

"Ha—you don't believe me?"

Lan Yan said a few words on the other end of the phone, and Huo Xiao immediately changed his clothes. Without even glancing at Shao Yan, who had already turned around and sat up on the bed, he rushed into the night.

Shao Yan sat there blankly, Huo Xiao's promise still ringing in her ears.

He said he and Lan Yan had broken up, but why did he still leave without looking back after just one phone call from her?

Huo Xiao did not return until dawn.

Shao Yan stared at her phone until her eyes ached.

She finally withdrew her hand from the screen and silently put Huo Xiao's phone on silent.

No matter what reasons he had, she no longer believed him.

From today onwards, Huo Xiao is merely her boss, a temporary haven for her to survive, not her final destination.

Shao Yan returned to her Honda Fit and focused on her work.

She still checks her phone occasionally these days, but unfortunately, there are no calls or messages from Huo Xiao.

She laughed at herself for making Huo Xiao's phone silent, saying it was a bit unnecessary since he didn't care about her at all.

There wasn't even a single explanation.

Huo Xiao didn't come home for several days in a row. Apart from Shao Yan knowing that the villa did indeed belong to Huo Xiao and that his name was on the marriage certificate, it was as if Huo Xiao had disappeared from her life.

Shao Yan touched her lower abdomen and felt ridiculous.

She thought she would soon have a home of her own, and she even planned to tell Huo Xiao that she was pregnant with his child. She even thought that Huo Xiao would love the child as much as she did.

Shao Yan called the hospital and scheduled a surgery time; she planned to terminate the pregnancy.

The birth of an unwelcome child can only lead to tragedy.

Two days later, Shao Yan appeared at the hospital.

The doctor replied regretfully after reviewing the test results.

"Ms. Shao, you're twenty-five years old. Are you married?"

Shao Yan nodded, then shook her head.

The doctor glanced at her and gave her a direct warning.

"Whether you're married or not, I advise you not to abort this child. Your medical examination results are not optimistic."

You've had major surgery before, and if you terminate this pregnancy, you might never be able to conceive again. Are you sure you want to do this? Does the baby's father agree?

Shao Yan was stunned; she could never get pregnant again after the abortion.

She didn't know what else the doctor said afterward.

She didn't even know how she got out of the hospital.

I felt as if a heavy lead weight was pressing on my heart, making it hard to breathe.

She walked out unconsciously, like a walking corpse, so much so that she didn't even notice Qin Mu greeting her as they passed each other.

Qin Mu found it strange and wanted to go over to see what was going on, but someone called him back.

He saw her coming out of the gynecology department, Director Yao's office, and after thinking for a moment, he went about his own business.

Shao Yan was in a daze for several days until Meng Yu came to her door.

Wu's mother called her, but Shao Yan was still at the company.

"Miss, Meng Yu is here. He's very aggressive and keeps ringing the doorbell. What should we do?"

Shao Yan knew he would eventually come looking for the Shao family, and hiding any longer was not a solution, so she grabbed her coat and told Wu Ma not to pay any attention to him, saying she would be there soon.

Shao Yan took a taxi back to the Shao family's old house, where Meng Yu was still frantically ringing the doorbell.

Shao Yan appeared in front of Meng Yu, pushing her wheelchair. It has to be said that she has gained a lot of weight these days while spending time with Huo Xiao. It took her a long time to dress up like this.

Meng Yu carefully examined the woman in front of him. She had the same dark, cloud-like bangs, which covered most of her face, and her complexion was not good.

The clothes she wore had no taste whatsoever, and she had a blanket covering her legs; just looking at her was enough to make one nauseous.

He couldn't connect her with Huo Xiao's woman, and Meng Yu wondered if he had come to the wrong place today.

"you--"

Shao Yan stared sharply at Meng Yu.

"What brings you here, Mr. Meng?"

Meng Yu scrutinized her for a long time, but couldn't find any trace of the charming woman he once knew.

"The company's cooperation with the military has been terminated."

He blurted out a sentence out of the blue, wanting to see Shao Yan's reaction.

If it really has something to do with her, she'll definitely be very happy.

Shao Yan remained indifferent.

"I'm no longer a member of the Meng Group. What's the point of telling me this?"

Meng Yu stepped forward, and Shao Yan instinctively pushed her wheelchair backward, trying to keep her distance from him.

"Why did you move back here? Why won't you go to the place I prepared for you?"

Shao Yan was already very impatient.

"Mr. Meng, if there's nothing else, please leave. Where I go is none of your business."

I promised you I'd come back in three months regarding the surrogacy. Please come back in three months.

She pushed her wheelchair into the Shao family's old house and slammed the door shut in front of Meng Yu without any politeness.

Meng Yu looked disappointed.

He didn't come to talk to Shao Yan about surrogacy; on the contrary, he went to see Pei Rongrong today, and the two had a big argument.

Pei Rongrong scolded him for being useless and incompetent, which is why he failed in his project with Cao Wang.

He couldn't understand why Pei Rongrong, who only wanted him to ask Huo Xiao what was going on and whether Cao Lao still had a chance to turn things around, had acted like she was on fire and started making a scene.

Suspecting that he had taken a liking to Huo Xiao's woman, Meng Yu pulled his hand back into his sleeve.

His hands were covered in Pei Rongrong's scratches, and he felt very irritated.

When he saw the cripple again, he was disappointed.

Shao Yan breathed a sigh of relief after Meng Yu left. She then told Wu Ma that she must not let Meng Yu into the house.

Once he gets in, he'll find that Shao Yan doesn't live here at all.

Shao Yan rushed back to the company, and it was almost time to leave work.

She buried herself in her work until the city lights came on, at which point she rubbed her aching neck and looked up from the mountain of documents.

The phone next to her lit up and then went dark. Shao Yan thought it was Qu You or someone else, but the screen showed Huo Xiao's name.

The man had been missing for almost a week, and Shao Yan stared at the two words on the screen as if it were a lifetime ago.

She ignored it and simply turned off the office lights, standing in the darkness.

The Fit is located in the city center, in a 180-story high-rise building, with huge floor-to-ceiling windows that offer a panoramic view of almost the entire northern part of the city.

The bustling city carries the dreams of countless people, but it also breaks the hearts of just as many.

Shao Yan touched her lower abdomen; the stunning night view only made her heart feel more desolate.

If God insists on keeping this child, perhaps it's so that she won't have to face such cold days alone in the future.

In the darkness, she heard herself sigh.

If her mother were still alive, she would never bear to see her so lonely.

She loved a man with all her heart, only to end up losing both her love and her money.

She desperately tried to escape, only to find herself once again deeply entangled in the sea of ​​love. Oh, Shao Yan—

You are so ridiculous and pathetic.

Looking at the myriad lights of the northern city, Shao Yan felt incredibly calm.

She can be a failed daughter, a woman heartbroken in love, but she cannot be a failed mother.

Her heart grew colder and colder until a pair of strong arms suddenly pulled her into a tight embrace from behind.

She didn't scream in fright; the scent of cedarwood that filled her nostrils had already reminded her that he was here.

"Yanyan—I'm sorry I'm late."