"No-Nothing..." she said with difficulty. It had only been a minute or two, but her face was white as a sheet, and she looked as if she was enduring great pain.
The way she looked seemed to make his heart fill with panic. "I'll take you to the hospital."
"No!" She grabbed his arm so hard that it hurt badly. "I'm alright. It's old trouble. I'll be okay... I'll be okay in a minute. Do you agree... to my terms?" she asked with difficulty.
He stared at her. 'Old trouble? When did she get it? She never had something like this when we were together.
'Or did she get it while she was in prison?'
"Do... Do you... agree?" she asked again as if pressing for an answer.
He stared at her with darkening eyes, and after a long while, he finally said, "Okay. Three months, right? Fine!"
There was a relieved smile on the corners of her lips. The sight of her smile on her pale and frail face made her look so beautiful and fragile. For a moment, Ye Wenming could not describe what he was feeling.
Zhuo Qianyun loosened her grip and stood up straight while shaking. "Then I... I'll hand over Lil Yan to you... in three months. Mr. Ye, I hope you can treat Lil Yan well."
She released her grip on his arm as she spoke and headed to the door of the suite with faltering steps.
"Zhuo Qianyun!" Ye Wenming could not help calling out to her.
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