Jiang Siyu's eyes welled up with tears, her expression of suppressed sorrow was enough to make any man hesitate to refuse her.
As a business partner, Zhan Mohan shouldn't have left at this moment. Of course, even if he returned to the company, he wouldn't be able to work.
The thought of that person felt like a stone lodged in his heart.
Moreover, with reporters swarming outside, growing in number, it was reasonable for him to stay and handle the situation.
"You rest assured, I'll go deal with the reporters outside."
He turned away first, missing the hint of smugness on Jiang Siyu's face.
She knew it, Han had her in his heart.
The headline "Zhan Group demands that the party at fault bear full responsibility for this accident and solemnly apologizes to Miss Jiang" quickly hit the front page.
Wei Yumeng, who had composed herself and emerged from Zhan Group, saw this prominent headline as soon as she opened her phone. The words "Zhan Group" and "Miss Jiang" stung her eyes deeply.
Indeed, had Zhan Mohan rushed to support his old flame?
After lingering for a long time, Wei Yumeng remained uneasy, her mind filled with images of Zhan Mohan tenderly caring for Jiang Siyu.
She finally couldn't help herself.
She dialed Mu Linjing's number, "Lin Jing, can you accompany me to the hospital?"
Hearing her low tone, Mu Linjing almost dropped the cup in her hand. "What's wrong, are you not feeling well? Where are you? I'll come find you."
The rapid-fire questions brought a small measure of comfort to her wronged heart, yet it wasn't enough to truly heal her.
"Don't worry, I've just been feeling emotionally unstable lately, and I'm afraid it might affect the baby, so I want to go to the hospital for a check-up."
Mu Linjing finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, send me your location, I'm on my way."
Mu Linjing arrived quickly. Seeing Wei Yumeng gazing at the Zhan Group building from afar, she couldn't help but purse her thin lips.
Letting go of someone was never easy, especially when that person was the one they loved to the bone, and the biological father of the life growing inside them.
With this child, even if they were to go their separate ways and never contact each other again, as long as Wei Yumeng saw the child, she would remember that his father's name was Zhan Mohan.
Mu Linjing understood such deep-seated attachments all too well, but all she could do was to never proactively mention the name Zhan Mohan.
On the way to the hospital, they remained silent for a long time. Wei Yumeng intermittently caressed her abdomen.
"Lin Jing, you park the car first. I'll go up by myself."
She didn't mention the real reason for her visit to the hospital and got out of the car after unbuckling her seatbelt.
After inquiring at the front desk and learning that Jiang Siyu was hospitalized, she headed straight for the ward.
In the ward, Jiang Siyu still looked like she had suffered a great injustice and was unwilling to speak about it, even making excuses for the other party.
"Han, they probably didn't do it on purpose. How about we just let it go?"
"You should rest well, don't worry about these things."
Zhan Mohan pulled the blanket corner for her, followed by the usual silence.
She wondered if Wei Yumeng had already left her office, and where she would go if she had. Would she go find Xin Ran?
Thinking of this, he gave a self-mocking laugh. So, he too could be so preoccupied with a woman.
Jiang Siyu observed his expression. His overflowing concern and slightly delayed remorse told her without a doubt that he was thinking of Wei Yumeng.
She didn't know what she lacked compared to that woman. Zhan Mohan was sitting beside her, yet he couldn't devote his full attention to her.
Unwillingness and resentment, all negative emotions intertwined. She looked at Zhan Mohan's expression with a hint of dissatisfaction.
However, as her gaze passed over the man in front of her, her sharp eyes caught sight of the face she detested to the bone through the crack in the door.
Wei Yumeng, you really are persistent.
"Han, can you help me see if something got into my eye?"
She rubbed her eye forcefully, and her already red and swollen eyes immediately became teary.
Zhan Mohan's thoughts were interrupted. Seeing her covering her eye, he didn't think much of it and stood up to lean down and see what was wrong. Since she kept her eye covered, he had to reach out and gently hold her hand down.
He was completely unaware that Wei Yumeng, as she stood on tiptoe to peek, happened to witness this intimate gesture.
Wei Yumeng, who almost stumbled and fell, leaned against the wall and clutched the front of her clothes. So, her curiosity and unwillingness were just to witness this heartbreaking scene with her own eyes.
Zhan Mohan, you said you would fulfill me, but in the end, you wanted to fulfill yourself, didn't you?
The divorce, agreeing to resign, all so eager. Aren't you satisfied with just a working relationship with Jiang Siyu?
The previous arrangements and tests seemed laughable at this moment. It turned out that all along, the one struggling desperately had only been herself.
How could a relationship be sustained by just one person?
She pursed her lips, a cold sweat breaking out on her back. Just as she was about to leave, a telephoto lens suddenly appeared before her.
No, not just one, but many.
The reporters who had been blocked at the hospital hadn't left. They dared not pursue Mr. Zhan relentlessly, but catching the wife of the CEO would still be a significant scoop.
"Mrs. Zhan, are you here to visit Miss Jiang?"
"If you're here to see Miss Jiang, why haven't you gone in? Rumor has it that you and Miss Jiang are not on good terms. Do you have any explanation for this?"
"You're quite far along in your pregnancy. When is your due date? Can you reveal it?"
"We heard you and Mr. Zhan underwent a paternity test. What were the results?"
Amidst the barrage of sharp questions, Wei Yumeng felt as though these reporters were deliberately tearing down the last fig leaf of their relationship, turning the problems in their marriage into lengthy articles for public consumption and gossip.
She tried to escape, but in this confined space, she was completely surrounded.
It was incredibly difficult to find even a tiny gap away from the flashing lights. Under the telephoto lenses, her distress and exhaustion seemed to pre-empt headlines of marital breakdown, leaving her disoriented.
The emotions that had been building up for a long time erupted like a mountain flood. She endured the stinging tears and bit her lip hard.
"Click."
The ward door behind her suddenly opened. Zhan Mohan, silhouetted against the light, entered the crowd with an air of icy coldness. His large hand enveloped her clenched fist.
"What my wife and I do is none of your concern. Please make way now, I'm taking my wife home to rest."
Wei Yumeng's expression shifted from suppressed emotion to shock as he pulled her away.
The reporters made way, allowing Jiang Siyu, lying in bed inside the ward, to see everything that was happening outside.
Wei Yumeng, you are truly a persistent ghost...