Well, this is just great. If An Ruo finds out, the fragile peace between them will definitely turn for the worse.
Tang Yuchen irritatedly ruffled his hair as he threw off the covers and got out of bed, saying, "Uncle Liang, I understand, I’ll be right over. Oh yes, don’t let the examination results leak. I will handle it when I get there."
"Don’t worry, I understand," Liang Weiming said.
After hanging up, Tang Yuchen tossed his phone onto the bed and quickly put on his trousers. Just as he buckled his belt, the white curtains were fiercely flung open.
He looked up in surprise to see An Ruo’s pallid face.
"Who became a vegetable?" she asked him intently, cautiously.
Tang Yuchen froze for a moment; he hadn’t expected her to be on the balcony, and even less so that she had overheard his conversation.
"Baby, when did you get up?" The man immediately broke into a smile, walked over to her, and took her by the shoulders.
"Even though it’s summer, you can still catch a cold easily if you go outside without shoes to get some air. Come on, put on your shoes, and then let’s go downstairs for breakfast."
He wrapped his arm around her and moved forward, but An Ruo stood still. She gazed into the depths of his eyes and asked seriously,
"Were you just on the phone with Uncle Liang? You said he would become a vegetable, that ’he’... is it Yun Feiyang?"
A dim light flickered in Tang Yuchen’s eyes. An Ruo abruptly took his hand, her voice trembling:
"It’s him, isn’t it! He’s going to be a vegetable; why? Didn’t you tell me he was alright? Why would he become a vegetable? Tang Yuchen, don’t try to deceive me, I know it’s him!"
"Yes, it’s him," the man replied indifferently, nodding his head. "He had an asthma attack and remained unconscious because he didn’t get emergency treatment in time."
An Ruo’s eyes widened in disbelief.
She couldn’t help but tightly grasp his hand, her already pale complexion turning even paler.
"When did this happen? Why hide it from me, why are you afraid of me finding out? Is this related to you, what did you do to him?"
"..." Faced with her questioning, he didn’t know how to answer.
"Tell me!" An Ruo yelled, her eyes suddenly reddening as they filled with tears.
Tang Yuchen’s lips were pressed tightly together, and his eyes were dark.
He very much wanted to lie to her, but he couldn’t bring himself to deceive her. He had lied to her once before, and it had brought retribution; it hurt both her and their child.
He couldn’t lie to her again; even if she hated him, he dared not deceive her any further.
"After I took you away that day, I didn’t have someone take him to the hospital. As a result, he had an asthma attack, and nobody knew... By the time someone took him to the hospital, he was already unconscious."
An Ruo’s heart was struck a heavy blow once more; she let go of his hand and staggered a step backward.
"You didn’t take him to the hospital... Why didn’t you take him to the hospital..." she murmured, looking at the man before her.
"I didn’t know he would have an asthma attack. If he hadn’t had the attack, he could have gone to the hospital by himself," Tang Yuchen explained, feeling powerless.
An Ruo looked at him coldly and scoffed, "Tang Yuchen, you’re so heartless, and here I was trying to forget the pain you’ve caused me and to carry on with you... I was too naive. Someone like you will never be forgiven."
The man’s gaze shook as he stared blankly at her.
Suddenly, he stepped forward and grabbed her hand with such force that he seemed unaware of how out of control he was.