Chapter 82: Misconstruing Pity as Love

  She actually wants to abort his child.

  All it took was a little bit of Colleen's instigation, a little bit of provocation, and she couldn't take it anymore, couldn't hold on anymore, and wanted to abort the child.

  If it wasn't for him sending someone to keep an eye on her, if it wasn't for him arriving in time to pull her back, would she have really gone inside and used those cold instruments to cut open her body and take out the flesh that belonged to him? How could she be so heartless and cruel?

  Ling Han's eyes were red with rage, his facial muscles twitching from gritting his teeth. No one knew how deeply painful and hateful he felt when Du Shaoxi whispered in his ear that Leng Xi was going to the hospital to abort the child. In that second, if Leng Xi had been in front of him, he would have really slapped her to death. Ling Han's muscles were tense with anger.

  Wild species. These two words are like a heavy hammer hitting Cold Creek's heart, because he had just seen the joy rising in his heart, and was heavily pained again.

  A piece of paper floated down from her face into her hand. She slightly lowered her eyes. The number one million on it was like the icy cold of a winter's day, deeply piercing her eyeballs, making her eye sockets ache. The warm liquid flowing out couldn't be distinguished as tears or fresh blood pierced by the ice-cold chill.

  Her heart was suddenly stabbed and her breath was frozen. Her tearful eyes stared at his angry face. Connie's words just now were still echoing in her ears.

  She said, Xi'er, you are forever a dirty woman. Sold by people, raped by men, ravaged by wild men for the first time, and then resold. You are destined to never be able to show your face. Forever sinking in the dark and dirty depths.

  She said: You are just a woman who is played with by Ling Han, and in his eyes, you are a dirty woman who sells her body like a prostitute.

  Every sentence is cutting her heart, cutting up her persistent love.

  The cold creek trembled. It took a long time to find a painful breath from suffocation.

  One hundred million wild species.

  Does Ling Han really think of her that way? He thought she was with him just for the money. In his eyes, she's really just that kind of casual woman.

  She was afraid of Ling Han's thoughts earlier, but now all this has become a reality in her heart like a tumor. How frightening it is to have Ling Han think that way. When reality is right in front of her eyes, the tumor becomes even more cruel and makes her ache so much she can't breathe.

  She felt her skin all over her body was icy and numb. Every tiny breath she took would stab at her heart with a sharp pain.

  She lifted her tear-stained face, gazing at him with ancient spring-like eyes that sparkled with unshed tears. Her gaze locked onto his, where a hint of redness lingered in the depths of his pupils. She bit her lip and held her breath as she asked her final question: "Was there ever a moment when you loved me?" Just for an instant, she didn't dare ask for too much love from him. She only hoped that for just one fleeting moment, he had felt his heart stir for her. If so, she could convince herself not to be sad.

  His chest was still undulating with anger, and looking at her tearful eyes, he became even more enraged. She had ruthlessly tried to kill his child, and now she dared to put on this pitiful act in front of him without a hint of remorse. He really wanted to slap her. "Enough! How long do you plan to keep up this pitiful charade?" He pinched her chin, glaring at her furiously.

  Pitiful.

  It turns out that he had never loved her after all. Everything was just her own imagination.

  Her heart sank violently. Tears solidified in her eyes. Cold Creek stared blankly at his tightly pursed thin lips. That sensual thin lip was pursed with a color of despair. She swallowed hard, closing her eyes in despair. "...... I'm too stupid and naive. Mistaking sympathy for love." Tears fell down. Her heart had already been pained to numbness, feeling no more pain.

  Warm tears seeped through the icy sorrow, dripping onto his cold hand. His fiery gaze flickered, and his heart trembled as he gazed at her despairing closed eyes and pale complexion. His heart was entwined like a sea, and in that moment, a suffocating feeling settled on the tip of his heart - a different kind of pain.

  Her hand trembled as she handed him the check, her fingers releasing it slowly. His hand was warm, but hers felt icy cold, unable to stir up any warmth within her. She lowered her dark eyelids, letting all her hopes for him fall away. With a trembling hand, she took the check and tore it into pieces, one by one. Her hand weakened, dropping the fragments, which scattered to the ground like fallen petals, just as her face had withered completely.

  "You're right, the child isn't yours. Doesn't need your charity. I'll raise him myself... sir. Goodbye..." She was stunned and couldn't cry anymore. The girl who used to love crying, with tears flowing like a spring, now felt no pain and couldn't shed a single tear. Because a withered flower has no moisture, just like a dead heart can't bleed."

  Mr., this unfamiliar title struck a chill in his heart.

  She finished speaking, didn't look at Ling Han again, her face pale, she shifted her body and brushed past him, her footsteps no longer showing any hesitation or lingering.

  Her fragrance swept across the tip of his nose, bringing with it a gust of wind that caressed his face. Ling Han was stunned, his hand moved as if wanting to grasp her, but still didn't stretch out.

  Looking back, gazing at her slender figure in the distance. A faint sadness welled up in his deep-set eyes. Yet he still let her go.

  Du Shaoxi rushed to the hospital and saw Xi'er, who was out of her mind. He called out to her several times, but she didn't respond. She walked away like a wooden puppet. Du Shaoxi's anxiety grew, so he asked Ji Xinmeng, who had followed him, to follow Xi'er while he went into the hospital.

  Ran to the corridor and saw Ling Han's tall figure standing there, frowning, with a deep sadness in his eyes as he gazed in the direction of Leng Xi's departure.

  Du Shaohui slowed down his pace, walked to Ling Han's side, looked at him and couldn't help but sigh. Alas, what is the meaning of love in this world? Only to make Ling Han, this cold-blooded and ruthless man, reveal such a heart-wrenching and desolate expression. Truly rare.

  "Han Shao, are you okay?" Du Shaohui walked to Ling Han's side and patted his shoulder with concern.

  He regained his composure in an instant, and his expression returned to its usual icy coldness. It was as if the person who had just lost his bearings wasn't him. He glanced at Du Shaoxi and said coldly, "Keep an eye on her. Don't let her cause any trouble."

  "I know. But... Han Shao, are you sure this is the best way?" Du Shaohui raised an eyebrow and asked.

  He and Ling Han both knew that Leng Dao's trip to Yu Sen City this time was to fight with Ling Han, but he didn't know what madness had possessed Leng Dao, insisting on taking the Lingyun Group from Ling Han's hands.

  Two tigers fight, the most important thing is to know oneself and know others. Seize the opponent's pain points and weaknesses, in order to launch a fatal attack. Hiding one's own weaknesses from being discovered by the enemy is also a tactic.

  Obviously, Leng Bao has already made his move. He is now looking for Ling Han's weakness to launch an attack at any time.

  The two weaknesses of Ling Han that are easiest to grasp currently are his mother, Zifeng, and Xi'er.

  Zifeng has a special forces expert, Lou Shu, who protects him wherever he goes. This also puts Lingshan's mind at ease. But another one is troublesome. Xier has her own work and her own activity range. Even if someone is sent to secretly protect her, it's inevitable that there will be mistakes. Moreover, those ordinary bodyguards are not a match for Cold Knife. Lingshan can't possibly clone himself to follow her everywhere and protect her all day long. If Cold Knife finds out that Lingshan cares about Xier, then Xier will become the sacrifice in their struggle, used as a tool.

  So at this time, Ling Han cannot be soft-hearted towards Leng Xi. He can't let her stay by his side, nor can he send his subordinates to follow her. Because once Ling Han's subordinates are discovered by Leng Dao's people, it will expose the fact that he cares about Leng Xi. The plan to conceal his weakness will be in vain. Leng Dao will quickly capture Xi'er and threaten Ling Han to get his own benefits.

  So at this time, Ling Han had to push Leng Xue as far away as possible.

  But also can't really leave Leng Qing alone. So I need to find someone who has nothing to do with Ling Han, but can protect Leng Qing by her side.

  And this person is Ji Xin Mei.

  Since the last time from Leng Dao and Murong Xiao's base, Ling Han had already analyzed the situation and made arrangements. He let Du Shaoxi go find Ji Xinmie to tell her to take care of Leng Xi, and through Du Shaoxi, inform Ling Han of Leng Xi's every move.

  Because of Ji Xin's cooperation, Ling Han already knew that Leng Xi was pregnant just a month after she moved out of the Ling family. She and Bai Yi didn't do anything excessive. Ling Han also knew.

  When he heard that Leng Qing had a child, Ling Han was excited. Excited to the point of almost recklessly rushing over to hug her, lightly sniffing her fragrant hair, stroking her belly, and listening to the baby's heartbeat. But that excited impulse was quickly suppressed by his rationality. At present, it is not suitable for him to show up to see her, or else he would put her in danger.

  He had been quietly listening to her news until today. Du Shaohui suddenly received a text message from Ji Xinxin saying that Xi'er was going to have an abortion. Ling Han was furious when he heard the news and was about to go crazy.

  He was worried and sent someone to take care of her and the child on this side. She insisted on having an abortion over there.

  Ling Han's cold tone was unable to conceal his own helplessness. "There is no other choice." Ling Han suppressed his anger and collected his thoughts. His deep voice carried a hint of fatigue, providing an answer to Du Shaohui's previous question.

  Du Shaohui saw Leng Han's exhaustion and also lowered his head without speaking again.

  Du Shaohui understands better than anyone else. In their circle of military magnates, where open struggle and secret plots are intertwined, sometimes hiding one's emotions can be a matter of life and death. To stand firm in this high-stakes circle, one really needs to be ruthless and cold-blooded enough to outmaneuver those cunning and treacherous people.

  Ke Duo Shao Xi knows even more that the people who are mixed in this way, most of them are not free to do what they want. They can't love the person they want to love, and they can't live the life they want to live. Because they're afraid of a certain period of time. Because of their concerns. The people they love will be brutally killed in front of them on that day...

  So all these years, Du Shaoxi has been **unrestrained**, roaming freely among the flowers but unmoved in heart. It's not that he doesn't love, it's not that he hasn't loved. Rather, he dares not love, dares not to love lightly.

  Compared to being with the one they love, they hope she can live a good life...