Pei Ruomian and Lu Yifan were sitting on the lounge chairs. When they saw Cheng Ningyou approaching, they both stood up.
"Sister Feifei."
Both of them looked haggard, probably because they hadn't slept all night.
Cheng Ningyou pursed her dry white lips and said nothing. She turned around and laid her hands on the glass wall, looking at the person lying inside.
He closed his eyes and remained motionless, his face as white as a piece of paper.
How did that knife penetrate his body, and how did he hold back his silence? What is he thinking in his head now that he is unconscious?
"Pei Mochen, I'll wait here for you to wake up."
The loose hospital gown on her body made her body look even thinner.
Cheng Shenke leaned against the opposite wall, with his hands in his trousers pockets, and looked at Cheng Ning's unclear face reflected in the glass with distressed eyes.
She is blaming herself, and she is blindly taking the responsibility on herself. How strong does she think she is?
Lu Anyi stood aside. After a long time, she turned around and looked at Cheng Ningyou. She looked first at her face, then at her injured arm, and finally at her belly.
"Feifei, go back and rest."
There were tears in Cheng Ningyou's eyes, and she didn't dare to look into Lu Anyi's eyes. She must be blaming her. If it weren't for her, Pei Mochen wouldn't be lying in there now.
Now she is really an out-and-out pest, having killed her parents, and now she's harming Pei Mo'an.
"I want to wait for him to wake up." Her voice was small, with a weak request.
Lu Anyi raised her hand and put it on her shoulder. Her eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes and her face was dry and haggard, as if she had suffered a serious illness.
Her son was in danger. He didn't wake up all day and night, and she didn't get a drop of water. She couldn't let anything happen to this girl, otherwise she was really afraid that he wouldn't want to wake up.
"Take good care of yourself. He will definitely look for you when he wakes up. He will be the first one to look for you."
As she spoke, her other hand reached out to her lower abdomen and touched her slightly bulging area. A slight smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and there was a hint of relief in the smile.
Cheng Ningyou's fingers trembled slightly, and she turned to look at Pei Moden who was lying inside anxiously. The guilt in her heart deepened even more.
'I really have a child in my belly, not yours...'
He moved his fingers gently on the glass, pursed his lips tightly, and his eyes were covered with mist, which gradually turned into tears.
Lu Anyi patted her back and said, "Be obedient and go back to rest."
Lu Yifan was also worried about Cheng Ningyou's health and strode up to her, "Sister Feifei, I'll take you back."
"I'm not going back, I'm going to wait here for him to wake up."
As soon as Cheng Ningyou finished speaking, an old lady's voice suddenly came from behind her, "You bastard, get out of here!"
The tone was hard, majestic, and full of anger.
Lu Anyi looked up at the person walking towards them, staring in surprise, "Mom!"
"Grandma, what are you doing?" Lu Yifan looked at Yuan Manling with a puzzled look on his face, with a hint of anger in his tone.
The old lady was very angry at his sister Feifei, but when he saw her coming menacingly, he instinctively circled the people around him with his hands.
Yuan Manling approached and ordered to Yifan Lu, "Let her go and let her disappear here immediately."
Hearing this, Lu Yifan worried Cheng Ning even more tightly and glared at Yuan Manling angrily, "Grandma, are you crazy?"
