Gu Qiangwei sobbed uncontrollably, lifting a pair of tearful eyes to look at him, "You promised... you would live with me until we were ninety..."
"Yeah, that’s why I won’t die." He stared at her tearful eyes, his gaze firm, filled with intense tenderness and care.
"Then... keep your promise."
"Of course, when have I ever broken my word to you?"
Gu Qiangwei pursed her lips, trying as hard as possible not to cry anymore, but the fear that had built up over the past few days burst out the moment she saw him, truly uncontrollable like a flash flood!
She was speechless, choked up to the point where she simply couldn’t utter a word.
He once again pulled her into his arms, his voice soft and husky, "Stop crying, your tears are making me somewhat agitated and at a loss."
Behind them, Ling Xi was somewhat transfixed by his tender care.
This man, naturally cold and arrogant, was tender and doting only in the presence of this woman before him. All his affection and gentleness, he bestowed upon her alone.
He must love this sister very much, right?
In his tender doting, Gu Qiangwei gradually calmed her sobs.
The next second, he scooped her up in his arms and placed her on the hospital bed, then his gaze shifted back to that cold and proud expression as he looked at Li Yuan, "What happened to my wife?"
Li Yuan guessed that he must have rushed back from County K and came directly to the hospital, so he probably didn’t know about Qiangwei’s pregnancy.
"Because you suddenly disappeared, she has been scared and anxious these past few days, wearing out her body, and she nearly miscarried. Tell me, how grave are your sins, boy?"
At these words, Qin Sijue froze.
"Hmm!" Li Yuan raised an eyebrow and nodded.
Qin Sijue turned to look at Gu Qiangwei on the hospital bed.
"Sijue, you don’t know, these past few days without any trace of you, how anxious Qiangwei has been. She even said something I wouldn’t have imagined." Li Yuan continued as he looked at him.
Qin Sijue turned his gaze, "What did she say?"
"She said, if you died, she would take the child to the underworld to settle accounts with you!"
These words, coming from the frivolous Li Yuan, might seem like a joke. But Qin Sijue knew Gu Qiangwei, and from her words, he could sense the desperation and helplessness she felt at the thought he might have died.
He turned around, sat down on the edge of the bed, and lifted a strand of hair from her cheek, "Settle what accounts?"
His voice sounded calm, but it was laced with deep affection and tenderness.
Gu Qiangwei looked at him, her voice a little aggrieved, "You promised to live with me until we were ninety, to take care of me all my life. If you died before fulfilling these promises, of course I’d come to settle accounts with you!"
Hearing her words, Qin Sijue smiled tenderly, pulling her into his embrace yet again, "It seems I definitely can’t allow myself to die before ninety, or even in the underworld I might not find any peace."
Having said that, he looked at her, the corners of his mouth bearing a gentle smile.
Gu Qiangwei looked at him, "You’re actually laughing?"
After speaking, she raised her hand and punched him on the shoulder!
The sudden impact caused Qin Sijue to wince and furrow his brow.
The spot she punched was exactly where he had been shot.
Catching his furrowed brow, Gu Qiangwei’s expression froze, "What’s wrong? Are you hurt somewhere?"
As she spoke, she began to examine his body.
At this moment, a completely unfamiliar voice rang out.
"He was shot. You just hit the spot where he was injured."