"I’m not sure," Shen Yi truly didn’t know whether the child was Qin Yansen’s or not.
The two looked at each other for a moment before Shen Yi coughed and continued, "Dad said he would handle it and told us not to worry about it."
"Oh," Ye Wanwan responded.
Afterward, the two of them fell silent again. Knowing she was at fault, Ye Wanwan hung her head and said in a low voice, "I’m sorry."
Seeing Ye Wanwan with her head down, looking so pitiable, Shen Yi’s heart softened instantly, and he let out a helpless sigh, "Wanwan, you’re an adult now, you should know how to avoid risks."
She should have called the police the first time she received a phone call from Ye Shiying, or at least told him about it.
But Ye Wanwan did neither, choosing instead to meet with Ye Shiying alone the next day.
If Ye Shiying had done something while they were alone together, what then?
Shen Yi thought to himself that perhaps Ye Wanwan felt there was no evidence, that a recording altered by a voice changer proved nothing.
Or perhaps she wanted to figure out what Ye Shiying really wanted to do, or maybe she just didn’t want to completely block Ye Shiying’s path to redemption.
But to Shen Yi, none of these mattered; all he wanted was Ye Wanwan!
Both of them remained silent until, after a long while, Shen Yi spoke in a deep voice, "Wanwan, you’re very important to me, I can’t imagine losing you, what should I do?"
Ye Wanwan had been deeply conflicted. She didn’t lack awareness of risk mitigation; she had thought about giving Ye Shiying one more chance to pull through.
In her past life, Ye Shiying might have truly reached out for her help, and she just didn’t know.
No matter whether she was reborn or not, the tragedy of this lifetime had not yet begun, and she still had the chance to make choices.
But she never expected that Qin Yansen could die so easily!
Or perhaps she didn’t expect that Ye Shiying would be so ruthless as to kill Qin Yansen directly!
Realizing the gravity of the situation, she went to report to the police that very day.
However, she had not anticipated that Ye Shiying would incite Ye Mingrui to kidnap her, nor did she foresee that Ye Mingrui could infiltrate the highly secured villa estate.
Ye Wanwan hadn’t had the chance to explain any of this; when she heard Shen Yi’s deep voice saying, "I can’t imagine losing you, what should I do," she couldn’t help her eyes from reddening.
In fact, just before she awoke, she had a dream where there was only Shen Yi, lying quietly in bed in the bedroom she knew so well, his eyes fixed straight at the ceiling.
There was no ripple in those eyes, as if devoid of any emotion.
He seemed as if he had lost his soul.
At that moment, Ye Wanwan was overcome with an absolutely certain thought: that wasn’t just a dream.
She had died in her past life, and Shen Yi was not living as well as she had thought.
Tears slipped from her eyes, falling onto the pure white blanket and instantly spreading into a small circle.
Seeing her cry, Shen Yi was full of distress and ultimately let out a helpless sigh, reaching out to stroke her head, "In the end, it’s still my fault for not protecting you well enough."
If he had been by Ye Wanwan’s side, then he should have known from the first phone call Ye Shiying made to her.
If he had known, perhaps none of what followed would have happened.
So, in the end, it was all his responsibility; he had failed to take good care of Wanwan.