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As soon as Yu Lingling entered the room, she saw the haggard figure of Yu Hanzhang, whispering in pain. A pang of sorrow struck her heart. When would there be a man who would love her so deeply?
Suddenly, she regretted her impulsive decision to merge those photos out of anger. Now, all she wished for was her brother's happiness, her face filled with remorse.
"Big Brother, I found Zhu Hao."
Yu Hanzhang's gaze shifted, his cracked lips gently brushing against hers. "Qingya, wait for me to come back."
He would never let go of those who had hurt her! A hint of ferocity glimmered in his eyes.
When Yu Hanzhang found Zhu Hao, he reeked of alcohol. After half a month of hiding, he was in a pitiful state—his hair disheveled and his clothes wrinkled.
Without hesitation, Yu Hanzhang swung his fist and landed a blow, the wind whooshing around him as he vented his anger. "Why did you hurt her? She loved you! I took her away from you; if you want to hate someone, hate me!"
Each punch was clean and merciless, his face flushed with rage.
He ignored the pain in his fists, yearning to punish himself as he furrowed his brow.
If only he hadn’t forced her to marry him for the sake of the Xuan Family’s business, would everything have turned out differently?
She would have married the one she loved and lived the life she had always dreamed of instead of lying in a hospital bed, unconscious.
Or perhaps if he had treated her more carefully, taken better care of her, and protected her, things wouldn’t have ended up this way.
The person he hated most was himself; guilt filled his eyes.
Zhu Hao endured the pain, opening his swollen eyes just a slit. Gone was his former bravado; his face was covered in bruises. "If she doesn’t wake up, I’ll go with her!"
"You don’t deserve it!" Yu Hanzhang grabbed him by the collar and warned fiercely, gripping tightly. "Get out! I never want to see you again! Don’t ever show up in front of her!"
He wished he could kill him, but she would be unhappy about it. A flicker of hesitation crossed his eyes.
After venting his frustration, Yu Hanzhang forcefully pushed him away and turned to leave, his steps hurried. Zhu Hao, lying on the ground, suddenly called out to him, "Yu Hanzhang..." Another plea.
Xuan Qingya had returned home, yet there was no sign of improvement.
Yu Ping came to her bedside, calling out in a sweet voice, "Mommy, Mommy..."
Each call was enchanting and captivating, drawing her deeper into a trance. She wanted to open her eyes but found herself unable to escape the darkness that enveloped her, her brows slightly furrowing.
She recalled what had happened; she never expected Zhu Hao to act that way, nor did she anticipate losing control and rolling down the slope. She heard her daughter's cries, heart-wrenching and filled with pain.
It seemed she had forgotten something even more important.
She heard a voice say, "I love you."
His tone was so heartfelt yet so fearful, the trembling voice both strange and familiar.
She wanted to keep listening; she remembered wanting to hold him. With all her might, she tried to open her eyes, but all she saw was a blinding white haze. She blinked desperately. "Mommy!"
Her daughter's scream startled those outside. Yu Hanzhang was the first to rush in, moving quickly. "Aya..."
She moved her eyes and saw a man whose expression was haggard yet so familiar and affectionate.
Struggling, she raised her hand; her arm trembled slightly as it touched his face. When her hand made contact with him, his tears could no longer be held back: "You finally woke up."
He kissed the back of her hand and said excitedly, "Thank you for waking up." Xuan Qingya opened her mouth; days of unconsciousness left her too weak to speak. Seeing her anxious expression pained Yu Hanzhang, who quickly intervened and gently pressed his fingers against her lips.
"Qingya, I love you."
She blinked in surprise, her eyes slightly reddening. The words she had heard in her dreams had become reality.
Feeling a bit tired, she wanted to sleep a little longer, her eyelids slowly closing.
When she woke up again, she would definitely say it too.
"I love you."
"She told me she loves you."
Yu Hanzhang felt an immense sense of satisfaction, a gentle smile spreading across his face.
That day, Zhu Hao told him this.
When he desperately tried to win back Xuan Qingya, she said the person she loved was Yu Hanzhang.
He thanked the heavens for keeping her, grateful that she still wanted to love him. He looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with gratitude.
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