Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âDad.â Nangong Lengyu looked at him. âIâm sorry. Iâll pull myself together.â
She couldnât go on like this. She couldnât let people who cared about her suffer because of her.
Tears welled in Nangong Lunâs eyes as he looked at her seriously. âYuâer, you live for yourself, not others. You still have a long way to go. You canât stop because of this accident.â
It was good that his daughter had thought it through.
He knew that his daughter would not fall so easily. He was relieved that she was getting better.
He had made the right decision.
She was going to live her life, not become a mother at this age and live for the child of a man she hated.
That child could only blame her for choosing the wrong father and the wrong family to be born into.
Wen Ruoshui looked at Nangong Lun and felt that something was wrong. From the beginning until now, Uncle Nangong had been too calm and cold.
From beginning to end, he hadnât mentioned Little Star at all. Nor had he felt any pain at her departure.
She knew that Uncle Nangong had asked her to abort Little Star because Little Star was Huo Ciâs child.
Huo Ci had hurt Yuâer too deeply. He hated Huo Ci, so he disliked Little Star as well.
Nangong Lengyu had thought it through. It was one thing to accept the truth, but the blow of losing the baby was too painful for her. It was not something that she could recover from in a short period of time.
Wen Ruoshuiâs research lab was researching a secret project. She was the leader and the core researcher. Without her, the project could not proceed.
She did not stay here for long. After spending a week with Nangong Lengyu, she comforted her and saw that her mental state was getting better by the day before she left.
Nangong Lun looked at her gratefully. âThank you, Shui Shui. Yuâer wouldnât have recovered so quickly if you hadnât come over.â
Wen Ruoshui had always wanted to ask a question. Looking straight at the man in front of her, she finally asked, âUncle Nangong, did Little Star really die when she was born?â
When Yuâer was giving birth, Uncle Nangong and the old butler were the only ones around. She wondered if he would give Little Star away because of his hatred for Huo Ciâ¦
She knew she shouldnât think that, but it didnât feel right. Little Star had always been healthy in Yuâerâs womb. How could she have been born and gone?
âShui Shui.â Nangong Lunâs eyes were red in the face of her questioning. His voice was hoarse and painful. âShe is Yuâerâs daughter and my granddaughter.â
âIâm sorry.â Wen Ruoshui also felt that she was overthinking. She had been rude. âUncle Nangong, Yuâerâs condition is still a little unstable. If anything happens, call me immediately. Iâll fly back immediately.â
Even a vicious tiger would not eat its cubs. How could Uncle Nangong hurt Little Star? He loved Yuâer so much, so how could he bear to see his daughter in such pain?
âOkay.â Nangong Lun lowered his eyes and wiped his tears. He reminded her, âBe careful on the way. Call me when you get home to tell me youâre safe.â
Wen Ruoshui left.
Nangong Lun watched her leave before turning to Uncle Li. âIs everything done?â
Uncle Li sighed deeply in his heart and nodded. âItâs done. Donât worry, sir. I wonât treat that child badly.â