Zhuo Qianyun tried to pull the hem of her hospital gown back from Ye Wenming's hand as she spoke. However, how could Ye Wenming let go?
He was afraid he would not know when he would see her again if he let go.
Zhuo Qianyun frowned, and one of the two men guarding the ward said, "Mr. Ye, please let go, or you'll only embarrass everyone." With that, the man grabbed Ye Wenming's hand which held the hem of Zhuo Qianyun’s hospital gown.
However, Ye Wenming seemed not to have heard that and just looked straight at Zhuo Qianyun. "I know you hate me. Yes, I deserve it, but I beg you, let me talk to you alone, okay? There are so many things I want to tell you!"
"But I have nothing to say to you," said Zhuo Qianyun.
'Nothing to say?' Ye Wenming smiled wryly. He was still tugging at the hem of her hospital gown even though the bodyguards were trying to pry his hand away. A burst of pain came from his hand.
His whole hand felt like it was going to break. His fingers were already contorted, but he kept on.
He just did not want to let go. He was afraid he would not be able to grab her anymore once he did! He would even lose this little connection with her!
Zhuo Qianyun looked at him coldly and said suddenly, "Ye Wenming, you're still as selfish as ever. You're always forcing others to do what you want. If you want others to grovel and admit their mistakes, then they have to grovel and admit their mistakes. If you want people to listen to you, then they must stay and listen to you. People like you never know what respect is!"
Ye Wenming instantly stiffened, and his lips trembled. He looked like he was defeated. He gave off a sense of dejection, and little by little, his fingers loosened on the hem he had been gripping tightly.
Zhuo Qianyun pulled back the hem of her hospital gown and turned around.
He suddenly shouted, "I know Kong Ziyin framed you for her abortion! Also, you were the one who donated me the bone marrow! You were the one who saved me, weren’t you? Qianyun, I'll make it up to you. I'll do whatever you want!"
She stopped in her tracks, turned her head slowly, and looked at the man in front of her. She suddenly found it ridiculous and pathetic.
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