She spoke so wistfully, her tone filled with sympathy for Li Sihe.
Bian Yue watched her and was at a loss for a moment, unsure whether to pity her or to think of her as obsessive.
"Miss Su, ever since my engagement with Li Sihe was canceled, I have never asked him to do anything for me. And before that, whatever he did for me, I reciprocated with my true feelings. I think you need some time to calm down."
As soon as Bian Yue finished speaking, she turned and walked away without waiting for Su Youxue’s response.
It’s as if Su Youxue suddenly came back to her senses. She looked at Bian Yue in panic, her expression tense, "Miss Bian, Shiheng is not yet awake, you can’t leave."
"I’m just going out for some fresh air, don’t worry, I will wait for Li Sihe to wake up before I leave," Bian Yue patted Su Youxue’s hand and slowly said, "The relationship between him and me is not so weak as to not afford even this small consideration."
Su Youxue’s expression eased slightly. She looked at Bian Yue and whispered, "I’m sorry, Miss Bian, I was just afraid you would leave. I know you are very happy now, but I want to tell you that the reason Shiheng is with Zhuang Jie Ning is only because of a deal with his father. From the beginning to the end, the only person he has loved is you."
The word "love" was supposed to be very heavy, but for some reason, now anyone can say it without effort.
Listening to Su Youxue’s so-called "love," Bian Yue laughed and shook her head, "You’re wrong, he might have loved me, but he cared more about himself. Miss Su, what I need is not a love riddled with impurities, what I need is singular devotion."
Su Youxue’s grip gradually loosened. She stared blankly at Bian Yue, and after a long time, she let go of her hand and forced a bitter smile, "I understand what you mean, I talked too much."
This time, Su Youxue watched Bian Yue leaving without trying to stop her again. She calmed her emotions and stumbled towards the direction of the ward.
Meanwhile, in the Li Family household, Li Tingmo was looking at Zhuang Jie Ning with a worried expression on his face.
The latter was sitting on the sofa, leisurely looking over wedding invitations.
She was beautifully made up today, a vision of grace and dignity, the embodiment of high society upbringing in all her gestures.
"Dad, I think this invitation is still too plain; I want to find someone to redesign it," Zhuang Jie Ning held the invitation in her hands, examining it before frowning in disapproval, "My invitation can’t possibly be worse than Bian Yue’s, right? Jinci hired a special designer for hers."
Li Tingmo’s expression was tight; his face turned an ashen hue as he glared at Su Youxue, his voice icy, "Didn’t you hear what I said? I said! You are to come with me to the hospital now, Shiheng is in trouble!"
"What does his trouble have to do with me? What does it have to do with our wedding?" Zhuang Jie Ning snorted derisively, gazing coolly at Li Tingmo and boldly stated, "Dad, even if Li Sihe dies in the hospital, our wedding will still go on as scheduled."
Li Tingmo, all too aware that Zhuang Jie Ning’s selfishness and cold-bloodedness matched his own, was nonetheless enraged by her callous detachment at this moment.
"The person in the ward is my son, your fiancé! You’re going to the hospital with me now, why is that so difficult!" Li Tingmo’s face remained an iron blue, "Don’t you know even Bian Yue is at the hospital now? Why can’t you go?"
Zhuang Jie Ning, who had been indifferent all along, finally showed a ripple of emotion. Her eyes slightly raised in a mix of doubt and disbelief, she looked at Li Tingmo, "You’re saying, Bian Yue is also in the hospital?"
"Yes!" Li Tingmo sneered, "What? If Bian Yue is there, you’re willing to go?"
"Dad, your words make me feel wronged. I have always followed your teachings to not provoke Bian Yue," Zhuang Jie Ning smiled, placing down the invitation, "But now, since you’re insisting that I visit Li Sihe in the hospital, I can only reluctantly make the journey."
Li Tingmo listened to Zhuang Jie Ning’s sarcastic remarks with an expressionless face and stepped outside without a hint of hesitation.
Zhuang Jie Ning chuckled lightly and slowly stood up, moving towards the exit.
Inside the ward, the scent of disinfectant wafted through the air while the monitor emitted soft, regular beeps of electric pulses. Silence pervaded everything.
Bian Yue sat beside the hospital bed, making a phone call to Shen Jinci.
"Yes, I’m on the ninth floor, you’ll see me when you come up." Bian Yue paused, then said, "Jinci, Li Sihe is still in a coma, so try to be quiet when you enter."
After saying this, Bian Yue hung up the phone.
Beside her, Su Youxue’s curious gaze fell on Bian Yue. Noticing this, she quickly retracted it, her smile complicated, "I’m sorry, Miss Bian, I just didn’t expect that you would say such things to Shen Jinci."
"There’s no need for formalities between Jinci and me, we always prioritize the patient’s condition," Bian Yue smiled, handing Su Youxue a bottle of water, "You’ve been running around a lot, sit down and rest for a bit."
Su Youxue’s expression grew even more intricate, "You... you don’t blame me? For what happened before."
"Haven’t you already asked me once? I answered you at the wrap party, I don’t blame you. None of this is anyone’s fault, it’s just that everyone has a different position," Bian Yue said as the sound of footsteps approached from the door.
Shen Jinci entered, dressed in a formal long black suit, exuding an air of indifferent nobility and an unusually chilled aura.
He stood behind Bian Yue and then cast his gaze onto Li Sihe, speaking softly, "What happened?"
"His illness... was under control initially, but these days, with the takeover of Feng Cheng, his condition has worsened, much more serious than the doctors originally estimated," Bian Yue spoke with complex feelings, looking at Shen Jinci with some worry, "I’m afraid... he might not make it."
Shen Jinci understood the complexity of human emotions.
The ties between Bian Yue and Li Sihe were considerable.
The treachery in love could not erase the affection of the years they had spent together day and night.
Shen Jinci didn’t want to erase it either. He loved Bian Yue and respected all of her past.
He comforted by patting Bian Yue on the shoulder, his voice gentle, "Yueyue, don’t worry, the Li Family has already deployed the best medical resources. Li Sihe here is safe for the time being."
"Safe?" Su Youxue, who was standing to one side like an invisible person, finally looked up at that moment, her voice laced with sarcasm as she gazed at Shen Jinci, "I would like to ask Mr. Shen, what does ’safe’ mean to you? Is it that Shiheng is now lying here unconscious after having seen you?"
"Li Sihe did see me today, but his being here has nothing to do with me," Shen Jinci’s tone was aloof, he said coldly, "Miss Su, it’s not a good habit to make baseless speculations."
"Fine, I won’t speculate," Su Youxue sneered, "Then you tell me, what exactly did you and Shiheng discuss today!"