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When they first met, she playfully challenged him, completely disregarding him. He found it amusing and became increasingly bold in his teasing, ultimately deciding to marry her.
However, after that, she never acted that way again. She dutifully focused on being a good wife and mother, but the ease she once had was gone, and he looked at her with a hint of nostalgia.
Yu Hanzhang sighed softly, "Qingya, I want to shift my focus to City A. Let's move there."
Xuan Qingya frowned slightly in confusion but respected his choice. "Alright."
Yu Hanzhang felt a sense of relief and nodded slightly. He was gradually growing disenchanted with the city they lived in because it held too many memories of her past, none of which included him.
Moreover, Zhu Hao was here, and a flicker of disdain crossed his eyes.
Hearing the secretary's report, Yu Hanzhang raised an eyebrow, his eyes widening slightly. "The contract was signed so quickly?"
"Yes. It's for five years; any work he submits will be accepted since our compensation is quite generous. However, during this period, he is not allowed to engage in any work with other companies; otherwise, it will be considered a breach of contract with a penalty five times the signing fee. But it seems he doesn't mind that..."
Yu Hanzhang snorted coldly and smirked disdainfully. "I thought he would be difficult to deal with; I didn't expect it to be this simple..."
As the secretary left, Yu Hanzhang was about to get back to work when his personal phone suddenly broke the silence.
Xuan Qingya's voice came through in tears. "Hanzhang, Pingping had an accident!"
Yu Ping had fallen from upstairs while playing at kindergarten and was currently in critical condition at the hospital. When Yu Hanzhang arrived, Yu Lingling was berating Xuan Qingya, her face flushed with anger as she pointed at her. "What kind of mother are you? If it weren't for you, this wouldn't have happened!"
Xuan Qingya collapsed on the ground, dazedly allowing the accusations to wash over her. Her eyes were vacant, and her body trembled slightly.
Yu Hanzhang walked over and pushed Yu Lingling aside, using his arm to firmly shove her away. He crouched down and tightly embraced Xuan Qingya, a slight ache in his throat as he promised, "It will be okay."
"I'm sorry..." Xuan Qingya cried out in pain, Yu Lingling's scolding words lingering in her mind, driving her to despair as tears streamed down her face.
Yu Hanzhang said with a pained expression, "Don't listen to Lingling's nonsense; this has nothing to do with you."
A nurse rushed out of the operating room, urgency in her voice. "The Blood Bank is running low on blood. Is there anyone here with type A blood?"
"I am!" two men spoke up simultaneously.
It was then that Yu Hanzhang noticed Zhu Hao, who had been standing beside Yu Lingling all along.
Yu Lingling grabbed Yu Hanzhang, preventing him from going any further. "Brother, you had stomach bleeding surgery six months ago; you can't donate blood!"
Yu Hanzhang insisted, taking a step forward, but the nurse shot him a glare. Xuan Qingya seemed to hear their conversation and clung to him tightly, her hands gripping his shirt.
He was her support, her home, the unyielding mountain behind her. She feared that if she couldn't see him, she might not be able to hold on.
Zhu Hao went to donate blood while Yu Hanzhang stayed with Xuan Qingya. The feeling of waiting on the bench was more unbearable than all the pain he had ever experienced combined. He rubbed his hands together anxiously, his brow furrowed deeply.
The surgery ended, and Yu Ping was no longer in critical condition.
Xuan Qingya's tense nerves finally relaxed, and she slumped weakly into Yu Hanzhang's arms, her body completely limp.
Yu Hanzhang, panicked, helped her to rest, carefully supporting her. After she drank some water, Xuan Qingya woke up, and the first person she saw was Zhu Hao, who had just entered the room.
He barged in uninvited and immediately asked, "Is Pingping my daughter?" The more he thought about it, the more convinced he became, a hint of suspicion in his eyes.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Xuan Qingya exclaimed in shock, her eyes wide open. She looked anxiously at Yu Hanzhang, fearing he might misunderstand, her gaze filled with unease.
Yu Hanzhang's expression turned cold, his face darkening. "Zhu Hao, I think you better get this straight..."
Before he could finish his sentence, the door swung open again, and Yu Lingling stood outside with a look of astonishment. "Why would Pingping be Zhu Hao's daughter?"
She glared angrily at Xuan Qingya. "What is your relationship with him?"
Zhu Hao glanced at Xuan Qingya; she turned her head away in embarrassment, her face flushed. He recounted how their past relationship had been interrupted by Yu Hanzhang's interference and even stated that he had returned for Xuan Qingya.
Yu Lingling exploded in anger, shouting, "Then what am I supposed to be?!"
"I never intended to have anything to do with you; it was you who clung to me..." Then he learned that Yu Lingling was from the Yu family and began to approach her actively.
"So Pingping really is the illegitimate child of you and this shameless woman?"
"Yu Lingling, watch your words!" Even if she was his younger sister, she couldn't slander his wife and daughter like that. "Pingping is my daughter."
"Then let's do a paternity test!" Zhu Hao said, seizing the moment.
"Unworthy!"
"I won't do anything that insults my daughter," Yu Hanzhang replied with a cold smile, the corners of his mouth slightly lifting. "You!"
Yu Hanzhang kicked Zhu Hao and Yu Lingling out, then turned back to meet her confused gaze. "Why do you trust me?"
Zhu Hao's insistence and Yu Lingling's outcry filled her mind, and she began to doubt who Pingping truly belonged to.
In this moment, she couldn't understand why he believed in her so much; her eyes were filled with confusion.
"Your child is mine," Yu Hanzhang said, his gaze resolute. "Qingya, I love her, and I love you."
That was enough.
He spoke casually, but his words exploded in Xuan Qingya's mind. He said he loved her, and she slightly parted her lips, her eyes brimming with emotion.
"Thank you."
Her voice trembled slightly with gratitude.
After soothing her to sleep, Yu Hanzhang pushed the door open. Yu Lingling had already left, and Zhu Hao was waiting for him outside.
"We need to talk."
"Is it necessary?" Even as he said this, Yu Hanzhang followed him, his steps steady.
The two men faced each other for the first time, their gazes locked in a fierce standoff.
"I love her!"
"But she doesn't love you." Yu Hanzhang mocked, a hint of derision curling at the corners of his mouth. "How can you be so sure that after disappearing for five years, she would still wait for you?"
Zhu Hao raised his voice to mask his wavering confidence, declaring loudly, "I did it to fulfill our dream!"
"But the fact remains that you abandoned her."
"But I've also heard that your marriage was arranged because the Xuan Family needed your help; she never loved you!" Zhu Hao shot back. "This time, I won't let go! She won't be happy with you!"
Yu Hanzhang's expression darkened, his face clouding over. "Do you really think she'll be happy with you, a starving photographer?"
"I've already thought this through; there's no need for your concern!" He had found someone willing to sponsor him and was about to hold a photography exhibition. He was confident he could provide a good life for her and her daughter, a glimmer of pride in his eyes.
"Is that so?" Yu Hanzhang raised an eyebrow, a strange smile playing on his lips.
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