I slept with the wrong person on my wedding night, and the boss spoiled me rotten!

The next day, Huo Siyu arrived at the apartment early and knocked on the door.

Jiang Xuxu opened the door with a bright smile on her face.

Today she was wearing a pure white dress, her long hair casually tied up, revealing her fair neck.

Let's go!

The two walked downstairs hand in hand, with Qin Feng still driving.

Although he is now President Qin, he still habitually refers to Jiang Xuxu as his wife.

Jiang Xuxu had told him several times to change his address, but he hadn't.

Gradually, she stopped forcing herself.

The car drove along the street and arrived at a cemetery in the city.

This is where Gu Jingshen's mother is buried.

Jiang Xuxu led Huo Siyu to the tombstone and gently put down the white lily in her hand.

Begin to kneel and worship.

Seeing her kneel down and kowtow, Huo Siyu also knelt down and kowtowed.

"Mom." This was the first time Jiang Xuxu had called Gu Qingxin "Mom."

She used to come to sweep the grave and deliver flowers every month in place of Gu Jingshen.

This is the last time.

"Mom, have you seen Jing Shen...? Is he doing well?"

Jiang Xuxu choked up and couldn't speak as soon as she opened her mouth.

Huo Siyu's eyes were red and she held Jiang Xuxu's hand tightly, afraid that she would faint at any moment.

So she knew all along.

This devastating news was too cruel for her.

Huo Siyu couldn't help but shed tears, "Xuxu... I'm sorry..."

Jiang Xuxu shook her head, tears streaming down her cheeks, but a smile appeared on her face.

She thought she would soon be able to see Gu Jingshen, but she felt sorry for the child.

"Siyu, don't tell the baby that his mother is a coward."

Jiang Xuxu smiled through her tears.

Huo Siyu pulled her into his arms, and the two embraced and wept.

"Xuxu, you are very brave and strong, you know? I will be very proud of you."

As they left, two figures approached from a distance, carrying bright red chrysanthemums.

"Uncle Zhou, what's wrong?" the man asked in a deep voice.

Uncle Zhou withdrew his dejected gaze and said respectfully, "It's nothing, young master, let's go."

In the misty drizzle, as Huo Siyu helped Jiang Xuxu into the car, Uncle Zhou was leading Gu Jingshen, who was wearing sunglasses, up the steps.

The umbrella obscured her vision, and Jiang Xuxu hesitated for a moment when getting into the car.

Looking back, I could only see two tall figures, growing increasingly blurry.

"What's wrong?" Huo Siyu asked, puzzled.

Jiang Xuxu shook her head: "It's okay, let's go."

Today is the anniversary of Gu Qingxin's death, but there are no signs of mourning at her grave.

Jiang Xuxu couldn't help but smile bitterly.

What is she thinking?

Gu Jingshen is gone; how could he possibly come back?

The car window slowly rolled up, and in the cemetery, not far away, two figures stood in front of Gu Qingxin's grave.

Under the umbrella, the man took off his black sunglasses, revealing a pair of deep, dark eyes.

It was pitch black.

He slowly squatted down, gently placed the white chrysanthemums in his hand in front of the tombstone, and brushed his fingertips over the still-warm bouquet of lilies, feeling a pang of sorrow in his heart.

White lilies symbolize purity, holiness, and the peace of the soul, and are suitable to be paired with chrysanthemums.

This is something he once said to Jiang Xuxu.

Gu Jingshen's heart trembled slightly as he reached out and gently stroked the bouquet of white lilies, his emotions stirred.

He asked, "Uncle Zhou, has someone been here?"

Uncle Zhou looked around and replied, "Perhaps it's the master."

Gu Jingshen didn't say anything more, put his sunglasses back on, and turned to leave.

Three days later, Jiang Xuxu's condition worsened, and the surgery had to be brought forward.

Just before entering the operating room, a patient urgently needed a corneal transplant.

Jiang Xuxu's life had come to an end. She smiled with relief and voluntarily signed the advance donation consent form.

Huo Siyu stood anxiously outside the operating room.

Every time the doctor opened the door, he asked the family to sign a critical condition notice.

Jiang Xuxu couldn't bear to see her family suffer as she passed away, so she didn't tell her parents and younger brother that the surgery had been moved up.

Therefore, the only person guarding the door was Huo Siyu.

She had no choice but to sign the consent form for her, her hands trembling, time and time again.

That was Jiang Xuxu's wish: as long as the child is safe.

"The child is mine and Jing Shen's. No one else needs to take responsibility. You are his only family."

In the past few months, although Uncle Zhou had visited her on behalf of Lu Tingzhou, Jiang Xuxu refused to see him.

A person who doesn't even love his own child doesn't deserve to be her child's grandfather.

Lu Tingzhou forbade her from going abroad to find Gu Jingshen, and she also forbade them from seeing the child.

Five hours later, Jiang Xuxu's cornea came out of the operating room before the child.

Huo Siyu knelt at the entrance of the operating room, already sobbing uncontrollably.

"Please accept my condolences. The child will need to stay for observation for an hour before being released."

Thus, Jiang Xuxu's cornea was urgently sent to the ophthalmology operating room on the top floor of the adjacent inpatient ward.

Watching Jiang Xuxu's body, covered with a white sheet, being wheeled out of the operating room, Huo Siyu held her child and wept uncontrollably.

"Xuxu..."

Throughout the corridor, passersby cast sympathetic glances.

Some people empathized and shed tears, while others sighed silently.

The Jiang family received the news the following morning.

Upon hearing the news of Jiang Xuxu's death, Xu Jiahui fainted on the spot, and Jiang's father almost couldn't catch his breath either.

Liang Yuan was still in her postpartum period, and Jiang Rusheng was with her. When they received the news, the two of them rushed to Beicheng City Hospital with their child and parents.

"Uncle, Auntie, I'm sorry... I didn't take good care of Xuxu..."

Upon seeing the two elders, Huo Siyu knelt down in remorse and apologized.

Jiang's parents walked blankly toward Jiang Xuxu's body, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"Xuxu...daughter..." Xu Jiahui rushed over and hugged her, bursting into tears.

Jiang Huai stood silently to the side, his eyes filled with despair.

Jiang Rusheng waited outside with Liang Yuan and the child, intending to take Jiang Xuxu's body back to their hometown for burial.

Jiang Rusheng lifted the white cloth and saw Jiang Xuxu's pale face; tears finally streamed down his face.

He knelt down with a thud, his voice trembling: "Sister...sister...I'm so sorry...it's all my fault..."

Jiang Rusheng regretted his actions. If it weren't for his momentary greed and desire for his sister to make a fortune, he would have mistakenly sent the room number to Gu Jingshen.

Perhaps she wouldn't have had to endure the pain of pregnancy alone in an empty room, ultimately losing her life.

The Jiang family was plunged into grief. After taking one last look at the child, they left Beicheng with Jiang Xuxu's body.

Jiang Xuxu's last wish was to leave the child with Huo Siyu.

At the same time, Gu Jingshen, who was lying on the hospital bed, slowly opened his eyes.

"Xuxu..." he uttered in a hoarse voice.

Uncle Zhou rushed forward to check on him, "Young Master, you're awake?"

Gu Jingshen stared blankly at the ceiling, vague fragments flashing through his mind.

The girl's radiant smile... her shy demeanor...

"Who is she?" Gu Jingshen suddenly asked.

Uncle Zhou was taken aback, then cautiously replied, "Young Master, what are you saying?"

Gu Jingshen frowned deeply, clutched his head, and closed his eyes in anguish.

Uncle Zhou quickly advised him not to overthink it and to get some rest, saying, "Your eyesight has just recovered, you need to rest."

Gu Jingshen opened his eyes again, a tear falling silently, which he wiped away.

The sudden emptiness in his heart made him feel uneasy.

It felt like I had lost something important.

Just as he was lost in thought, someone suddenly stood at the door. "Jing Shen..."