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Duan Xing's relatives had kept urging them to adopt a child. Xie Liuzheng had never agreed, and Duan Xing had respected her wishes and persuaded his parents to do the same.

He had given more to their marriage, always making room for her selfishness and little bouts of temper.

"Being with you is the greatest happiness of my life." Duan Xing wrapped his arms around her. "It doesn't matter if we don't have children. We can be happy together for the rest of our lives."

"I don't want you to feel like you're missing out."

Xie Liuzheng stroked his short hair. "I don't. I want us to raise a child together and treat her as our own."

"Let's visit an orphanage sometime."

Duan Xing held her tighter. "Thank you, my darling wife."

Xie Liuzheng hugged him back. "Would you rather have a boy or a girl?"

"What about you?" Duan Xing asked.

"I'll like whoever you like." Xie Liuzheng thought for a moment, then stood firm on her preference for a pretty face. "As long as I like the look of them."

"Mm!" Duan Xing kissed her hair. "Whatever you say, my darling wife."

Xie Liuzheng's eyes curved with a smile, and her cool, beautiful face lit up.

At a hospital in Haicheng, Sang Ya lay facedown on her bed, sweating from the pain. These past few days had been sheer torture.

When the medical staff first saw her injuries, they were startled. Thinking she might have suffered domestic abuse, they quietly asked if she needed help.

Sang Ya hemmed and hawed, declined their help, and said only that she had hurt herself by accident.

Without her consent, the medical staff could do nothing. They could only keep a closer eye on her in case someone hurt her again at the hospital.

During her stay, Gu Yeliang had wanted to visit, but Sang Ya had turned him away.

Her grandfather was still furious. Seeing Gu Yeliang would definitely make him angry, and she had no wish to be beaten again.

The injury on her back made everything difficult. It hurt whenever she moved, and she couldn't put any pressure on it.

She could only sleep on her stomach. She slept badly every night and had grown noticeably haggard.

Sang Zhi came to visit and looked at her as though she were some strange new species.

Sang Ya sipped the milk tea her cousin had secretly bought her. Its sweetness made her feel much better.

"Is there something on my face?"

"You're looking at me funny."

Sang Zhi pulled up a stool and asked quietly, "You broke off your engagement to Xie Zhiyu? For an illegitimate son?"

"How did you know?" Sang Ya asked without thinking.

Sang Zhi had her answer. "You..."

For a moment, she couldn't find the words. "Have you lost your mind?"

"What do you even see in that illegitimate son?"

Sang Ya didn't like her tone. "A Ye is a good man. He's no worse than Xie Zhiyu."

Xie Zhiyu had merely been born into a good family. Put him in Gu Yeliang's position, and he might not have done as well as A Ye.

"????" Sang Zhi stared at her in disbelief. "What's so good about him?"

"He hasn't put some kind of spell on you, has he???"

Sang Ya's face tightened. "If you keep talking like that, I'm going to get angry."

"You're still in contact with Gu Yeliang, aren't you?" Something about Sang Ya's words struck Sang Zhi as wrong.

"You made Grandpa so angry he ended up in the hospital, and you still haven't broken up with him??"

Sang Zhi felt as though she no longer knew Sang Ya.

Sang Ya looked away. "Please don't tell Grandpa. I'm begging you."

Sang Zhi's eyes flicked to the side. "Then you'll have to pay me to keep quiet. I rather like L's new bag."

Sang Ya knew this would cost her dearly. "I'll buy it for you! Please, Sang Zhi."

Sang Zhi nodded as if it were a great concession. "All right. I am your older cousin, after all."

She couldn't have been happier that Sang Ya was with Gu Yeliang. Why would she break them up?

Sang Zhi thought gleefully that now Xie Zhiyu and Sang Ya's engagement was over, perhaps he would get engaged to her. She was Grandpa's granddaughter too.

Grandpa was so biased. He had given Sang Ya such a wonderful match, and the fool hadn't even known how to treasure it.

Wealth, status, and a handsome husband—Sang Zhi could hardly imagine how happy she would be if that engagement were hers.

Yet all of it had belonged to Sang Ya, who hadn't even appreciated it.

The thought soured Sang Zhi's mood. She held the milk tea to Sang Ya's lips. "Don't waste it."

Sang Ya took a sip and gestured at herself. "It's hard for me to hold the cup while I'm lying like this."

Sang Zhi curled her lip. "Can't you sit up? Anyone who didn't know better would think they'd broken your legs."

"Forget it. I'll hold it for you. Drink up before my mom catches us, or we'll both get scolded."

Sang Ya beamed and said sweetly, "Okay! You're the best."

Sang Zhi smiled as she watched Sang Ya take big gulps of milk tea. Her words were sweet, but her thoughts were vicious. "You're my little cousin. Who else would I look after?"

Milk tea won't help those wounds heal. They'll scar easily.

"Have some more." The more scars on your back, the better.

Sang Ya suddenly remembered something. "How did you know I broke off the engagement?"

She felt hurt. She had thought Grandpa would keep it secret. Then again, it didn't matter if Sang Zhi knew.

Her cousin was on her side, after all.

"I overheard Grandpa talking to my parents." Sang Zhi smiled as she watched Sang Ya finish the milk tea.

"When do you think Grandpa will stop being angry?" Sang Ya sighed.

Elder Sang had refused to see her and told her to reflect on what she'd done.

Sang Zhi's mind wandered. "Someday, I suppose."

Sang Ya sighed. "It's my fault."

She tried to get up, but the movement pulled at the wounds on her back, making her gasp in pain.

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Transmigration into a Book

Wish-Fulfillment Fiction

Rich CEO

Female Supporting Character Story

Transmigration and Rebirth Romance

Pumpkin Vine

Mind Reading

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