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Chapter 1008 - Chapter 1008 Chapter 1008 Hate Because Youre Still Alive

Chapter 1008: Chapter 1008: Hate, Because You’re Still Alive Chapter 1008: Chapter 1008: Hate, Because You’re Still Alive “If I’m not mistaken, the eldest daughter of the Ye Family is named Ye Mingmei.”

The last name was spoken by Dan Hanjie through gritted teeth.

It made Su Yiru instantly recall the incident where he had arranged for a sniper to assassinate Ye Mingmei, sending shivers down her spine.

“I know I shouldn’t be the one to say this, but if Zhanxing weren’t overwhelmed by self-blame, his illness wouldn’t have gotten worse. The doctors have already said his condition is deteriorating rapidly; if this continues, he might not recover at all.”

Su Yiru’s eyes brimmed with tears, and her gaze was filled with worry–seemingly genuine.

“Even if he really is sick, I’m not a doctor. Visiting him or not won’t change anything.” Qin Youxuan bit her lip, feeling an indescribable discomfort in her heart.

She didn’t want to forgive Ye Zhanxing, but hearing about his sickness still made her feel distressed.

“No, Zhanxing’s illness is because of his self-blame. As long as you forgive him, he will definitely recover…”

“I’m sorry, I can’t do that.” Qin Youxuan interrupted Su Yiru’s speculation, lifting her head indifferently, pausing between each word.

“If he really cares, shouldn’t he be tormented day and night? My mother died for him, he has a wife and a daughter, and a blissful family life. I’m just an illegitimate daughter who doesn’t even know who her real father is. His daughter has been doted on by everyone since childhood, and the first time she saw me, she pointed at my nose and called me low-born… I’ve stopped pursuing these insults, but I can’t forget them. Asking me to forgive him is absolutely impossible!”

Qin Youxuan strove to keep her emotions calm, her speaking rate not quick, yet each word carried a desolation unknowable to others, striking right at the heart.

“Mrs. Ye has heard enough, please see the guest out.”

Feeling Qin Youxuan getting agitated, Dan Hanjie picked her up, turning around to head upstairs.

He left Su Yiru standing there in the living room, completely taken aback, unable to respond for quite some time.

…

“Alright, she’s just someone unimportant. You don’t need to take her words to heart. Ye Zhanxing is getting what he deserves. Whatever happens to him has nothing to do with others.”

Dan Hanjie set her down on the balcony’s tatami, cupped her face with his hands, and murmured softly.

He took Qin Youxuan’s hand and placed it on her abdomen.

“Think about our baby. If you’re unhappy, he will be too.”

“I’m okay, I was just wondering if he really is that ill… Dan Hanjie, I don’t want him to die.”

The last few words were choked with emotion from Qin Youxuan.

Hatred is because one is still alive. Once a person dies, everything disappears.

“The hospital where Ye Zhanxing is staying is the same one you were in before. It’s invested in by the Ye Family. If you want to visit him, it would be hard to keep it a secret.”

Dan Hanjie’s captivating eyes flickered, his thin lips slightly parting.

“Will you let me go out?” Qin Youxuan suddenly looked up at him–her question also serving as her answer.

“I will accompany you there.”

Dan Hanjie’s lips curved slightly, as he playfully rubbed her abdomen, “Give me time to arrange things. Since Su Yiru has come once, she’ll come again. Ye Zhanxing is her last resort; she’s more anxious than us.”

“…”

Qin Youxuan appeared taken aback, her eyes filled with confusion as she looked at him.

Dan Hanjie didn’t say more, just focused on pressing his handsome face against her belly, quietly listening to the movements inside.

…

Qin Youxuan thought she would have to wait a long time, but the next day as soon as she woke up, Dan Hanjie was already taking her out.

“Where are we going now?”

“Didn’t you say you wanted to see Ye Zhanxing?” Dan Hanjie glanced at her, then reigned in his mischievous gaze and continued to drive seriously.

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