Disheartened, I Fled from the CEO with Our Babies
Chapter 277: Heartache~

Chapter 277: Chapter 277: Heartache~

At that moment, An Baoying’s voice came from the other end of the phone,

"But how can I make this happen? Right now, to everyone, I’m just a crazy lunatic. An Ge won’t fall for it..."

An Muxin interrupted her, laughing,

"It’s all about human effort. Think about it, what would An Ge most want from you? An Zhiguo is dead, your mom is still in a coma at the hospital. To An Ge, what’s left that would make her come see you immediately? As long as you can get her to meet you, I have a way to cleverly stage this car accident."

An Baoying thought for a moment, then said,

"I... I suspect that An Ge’s true identity is Qin Xiaoqi, the biological daughter of Qin Huaisheng of the Qin family in the Imperial City. I have a jade pendant that can prove her identity. But, I’m not sure if my guess is right."

An Muxin was shocked, "What did you say?"

After An Baoying told An Muxin everything she knew and deduced, she said,

"Before his death, Qin Huaisheng left a jade pendant for An Ge, which had the character ’Qin’ engraved on it. And An Ge has been pursuing the mystery of her origins for years. So, if we use this jade pendant as bait, that bitch An Ge will definitely come to see me..."

An Muxin never dreamed there was a possibility that An Ge could be Qin Xiaoqi.

Jealousy flared in An Muxin’s mind in an instant, reaching the top of her head.

An Muxin couldn’t speak for a while.

In her mind, scenes from her youth involving Qin Xiaoqi quickly replayed.

Growing up, she lived in Qin Xiaoqi’s shadow. The elders in her family always compared her to Qin Xiaoqi.

They said she wasn’t as pretty as Qin Xiaoqi, nor as spirited.

They told her she had no talent for dance, so she shouldn’t try to emulate someone as gifted as Qin Xiaoqi.

They said she was foolish, and shouldn’t attend the same school as Qin Xiaoqi...

In short, An Muxin, living under Qin Xiaoqi’s halo since childhood, was filled with envy toward Qin Xiaoqi.

So, when the massacre happened with the Qin family, and she heard Qin Xiaoqi might have died in the fire without a trace, she wasn’t sad at all. Instead, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Years passed, and she thought Qin Xiaoqi was dead; she really didn’t expect this twist.

If An Ge truly was Qin Xiaoqi, then she ought to die even more.

An Muxin suppressed the jealousy in her heart and said to An Baoying,

"Keep a close watch on Mrs. Huo. If there’s a hint of her wanting to reveal the truth, you must find a way to stop her."

After a pause, she added,

"I’ll devise a foolproof plan as soon as possible to ensure we drag An Ge to hell, so she can never rise again."

An Baoying agreed, and An Muxin hung up the phone.

After hanging up, she looked up and saw Huo Shaoyan talking with Jiang Fengmian at the entrance of the second-floor hallway.

Immediately, a guilty look overcame her, and cold sweat began to form on her body.

She wondered if Huo Shaoyan overheard her call.

But then she thought, the living room was quite a distance from the second floor, and she hadn’t spoken loudly, so Huo Shaoyan shouldn’t have heard.

Thinking this calmed An Muxin’s nervous heart.

When Huo Shaoyan and Jiang Fengmian came downstairs, she walked toward Huo Shaoyan.

By this time, Huo Shaoyan and Jiang Fengmian had almost finished discussing Huo Huaisang’s condition.

Jiang Fengmian was about to take his leave.

Before departing, Jiang Fengmian said to Huo Shaoyan,

"I did a genetic analysis of Huaisang. His rare blood disorder is due to genetic mutation. Currently, there are no effective interventions. The best approach is regular blood transfusions to alleviate the pain during flare-ups."

Huo Shaoyan asked, "Genetic mutation? Is it hereditary, or due to environmental factors?"

Jiang Fengmian said, "Genetic mutation is a very complex process. We can’t precisely determine the cause at present."

After Jiang Fengmian finished speaking and was about to turn to leave, An Muxin called out to him, "Young Master Jiang."

Jiang Fengmian paused and glanced sideways at her, "What’s the matter?"

An Muxin smiled at him and said,

"From what you say, Huaisang’s condition is incurable apart from my blood, isn’t it?"

Jiang Fengmian looked at her intently for a moment, then said,

"One could interpret it that way." After a pause, with a slight, amused smile, he added, "Are you planning to use this to force Huo Shaoyan to marry you?"

An Muxin gave a bitter smile,

"They say a forced melon is not sweet. I’ve nearly wasted my entire youth on loving him, yet I’ve never received even a hint of emotional response from him.

Frankly, I’m actually worn out, and...I almost see through it all. If it weren’t for Huaisang’s condition, he might not even glance at me, especially now that An Ge has returned. So, I’m not forcing anything."

After a pause,

"As for Huaisang’s illness, I will continue providing blood transfusions to alleviate his condition for now. But, I’m not some altruistic saint who will always selflessly offer help. Therefore, you’d better find a solution quickly."

Jiang Fengmian left.

Afterward, An Muxin looked up at Huo Shaoyan with her pale face, speaking softly and gently to him,

"In truth, I could give Huaisang blood for a lifetime, as long as you marry me. Of course, I know that’s unlikely, but I still want to share my deepest, most honest thoughts with you.

So, Brother Yan, please think about it thoughtfully. I’ll give you three months. During these three months, I’ll unconditionally give Huaisang blood, but after that, his life or death will have nothing to do with me unless you’re willing to marry me."

Huo Shaoyan detested being threatened by others.

His thick, dark eyebrows furrowed deeply, and he remained silent.

An Muxin continued,

"I know you still love that woman, An Ge, but she dreams of escaping you. Are you really going to disregard your son’s life because of her? I don’t believe she’s more important than Huaisang’s life. Ponder my words carefully."

Huo Shaoyan wouldn’t burn bridges with An Muxin. He said, "Aside from marrying you, choose another condition, and I can agree."

An Muxin raised an eyebrow, smiling as she said, "Aside from marrying me, you can agree to anything else?"

Huo Shaoyan’s thin lips grew icy, "As long as it’s not excessively outrageous, I can agree."

An Muxin laughed.

She leaned her pretty little face close to Huo Shaoyan’s, even wanting to brush her chest against his heart.

Realizing her sensual movements, Huo Shaoyan instinctively took a step back.

Then, An Muxin laughed even louder.

Huo Shaoyan’s handsome face instantly turned icy cold.

An Muxin, however, ignored this, smiling as she said, "You don’t have to marry me, but grant me one wish."

Huo Shaoyan’s voice was frigid, "What wish?"

An Muxin’s laughter was even more vibrant as she said,

"Just give me a child. If you’re willing to have a child with me, I promise to step back and unconditionally donate blood to save your son’s life."

At this moment, Mrs. Huo called Huo Shaoyan’s phone.

Huo Shaoyan answered her call.

Over the phone, Mrs. Huo’s tone was somewhat urgent, "Ah Yan, come back quickly. I have something important to tell you."

Huo Shaoyan frowned, "What’s so important?"

Mrs. Huo was too impatient to elaborate, "An Ge is here with me. Come back quickly."

Huo Shaoyan had the speaker on, and An Muxin heard everything clearly.

After finishing the call with Mrs. Huo, Huo Shaoyan didn’t directly respond to An Muxin’s question. Instead, he said to her,

"You’ve been donating blood frequently lately, and your body is weak. Go back to your room and rest..."

An Muxin interrupted, "Are you going to leave me to see that woman, An Ge?"

"This has nothing to do with you."

An Muxin smirked sarcastically,

"Why must you warm her cold feet with your warm heart? She’s seeing Mrs. Huo only to persuade her to convince you to donate a portion of your liver to save her daughter. She’s scheming every possible way against you, yet you eagerly run to her. Brother Yan, is she truly the only one for you?"

But, all she got in response was Huo Shaoyan’s departing back.

The smile on An Muxin’s lips vanished instantly.

In her eyes, apart from the intense hatred, there was no other emotion.

She swore she would make sure An Ge perished without a trace.

...

[Huo Mansion] When Huo Shaoyan arrived at the Huo family mansion, it was just around lunchtime.

Upon entering, he saw Mrs. Huo sitting at the head of the living room, but An Ge was nowhere to be seen.

His phoenix eyes immediately darkened.

However, when An Ge emerged from the kitchen wearing an apron, the darkness in his eyes quickly dissipated.

Mrs. Huo noticed his reaction and gave a heavy snort, saying,

"What are you standing there for? An Ge’s personally cooking; you’re in for a treat today."

As she spoke, An Ge walked up to Mrs. Huo. She helped the old lady, who was leaning on a cane, up from the sofa, her gaze falling on the inscrutable Huo Shaoyan. She said,

"President Huo, do me the honor. I don’t often cook."

Huo Shaoyan pulled a thin smile, his voice icy,

"Do you think that by cooking for me once, I’ll willingly donate part of my liver to save your daughter’s life?"

Before An Ge could respond, Mrs. Huo swatted her cane on his belly, scolding,

"You insolent fool, what do you want from her? Do you have any idea how much hardship she’s endured because of you over the years? I forget the pain, but you continue with this unrelenting cruelty. You’ll never win her back with this attitude!"

The cane wasn’t light, causing pain in Huo Shaoyan’s wounded abdomen.

The pain caused him to frown, and his face grew pale.

But Mrs. Huo was unaware of his abdominal injury.

Consequently, she swung her cane again at his belly, continuing to scold,

"Do you intend to repeat the mistakes of five years ago? Just because she needs you, are you going to hit her when she’s down, forcing her into despair? You know she returned to the country out of desperation to find you, yet you relentlessly corner her, leaving her nowhere to turn. If you had a shred of compassion, you wouldn’t let her suffer so. Huo Shaoyan, tell me, do you even have a conscience?"

The cane must have burst opened the wound on his abdomen; cold sweat formed on Huo Shaoyan’s forehead from the pain.

An Ge knew he was injured there.

Thus, she stood up for him, "Madam, he’s injured..."

Mrs. Huo was a bit taken aback, "Injured? He’s hurt? Where is he injured?"

However, as Mrs. Huo spoke, Huo Shaoyan pulled An Ge right up in front of him.

Grasping her chin with his long fingers, his phoenix eyes glowed red as he looked at her, his voice low, deep, dangerous, and cold,

"Having the old lady take your side—is this your skill?"

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