Disheartened, I Fled from the CEO with Our Babies
Chapter 337 Secretly Having a Child...

Chapter 337: Chapter 337 Secretly Having a Child...

Fu Rou said coldly, "There’s no need. The reason I called is to talk to you alone..."

An Ge rejected her outright:

"Sorry, you and I are completely incompatible. There’s nothing for us to talk about."

She paused and added with a pointed tone,

"Besides, I’m physically very weak right now. It’s really inconvenient..."

Fu Rou sneered,

"Very weak? Inconvenient? I think you just don’t have the guts to face me! Sure, you had a miscarriage, but who can prove the child you were carrying belonged to Ah Yan?

I’ve heard all about it. You’re still tangled up with Tang Jiuze to this day. You two even had your little affair in the hospital! For all we know, the child you were carrying wasn’t Ah Yan’s at all—it could very well have been Tang Jiuze’s..."

Listening to these words made An Ge so furious she wished she could crawl through the radio waves and slap Fu Rou across the face.

She took a deep breath to suppress her anger and said, "Lady Fu, I suggest you watch your mouth!"

Fu Rou lowered her tone and said sternly:

"Oh? My son caught you in the restroom with Tang Jiuze, disheveled and red-handed. You’ve already disgraced yourself, yet you want to stop me as his mother from speaking out?

My son, Ah Yan, nearly lost his life to Lee Dahai’s axe because of you, and you repay him by sneaking around with another man behind his back. An Ge, where’s your shame?"

Unable to endure any further, An Ge said coldly, "I’ll come to you myself."

...

Five minutes later, An Ge appeared in the parking lot downstairs at the hospital.

The weather had changed outside; fierce winds raged, and lightning split the sky.

Wearing a hospital gown, An Ge looked so frail that it seemed the wind might sweep her away at any moment.

Her long hair whipped wildly in the wind, and her loose hospital gown billowed loudly.

Gu Changfeng stepped out of his car and raised his gaze, immediately spotting her trembling figure, struggling against the force of the wind.

It had been only a few days since he’d last seen her, but she had wasted away to this extent?

Gu Changfeng’s sharp almond-shaped eyes narrowed instantly.

Just as he was about to step forward, Fu Rou appeared in front of An Ge.

From his distance, Gu Changfeng leaned against the car door and looked toward their direction.

Perhaps due to the angle of the light, from his vantage point, An Ge’s face appeared as pale as a sheet of paper.

Her voice was hoarse and weak, "Just say it—what exactly do you want to talk to me about?"

Physically, An Ge looked undeniably unwell, so even though Fu Rou had plenty of grievances against her, she couldn’t unleash her fury immediately.

Fu Rou spoke to her with an icy indifference:

"I’m begging you—will you leave my son? If this continues, Ah Yan is sooner or later going to die at your hands."

Truth be told, An Ge and Fu Rou were fundamentally incapable of getting along.

Every second spent with Fu Rou felt suffocating to An Ge.

An Ge said nothing.

Her silence was perceived by Fu Rou as defiance.

Fu Rou’s breathing grew heavier and unable to suppress her rage, she said,

"I’m talking to you! Are you deaf or have you suddenly become mute?"

A sudden clap of thunder struck from nearby, deafening and rumbling for ages.

Large raindrops began to fall one by one.

An Ge didn’t want to get caught in the rain. She cut straight to the point with Fu Rou,

"Whatever goes on between President Huo and me is none of your business. Even if things truly come to a point where we part ways, it’s still not your place to interfere. And furthermore..."

She paused for emphasis before adding,

"Even if I separate from President Huo, I’ll take Huanhuan and Huai Shang with me. I won’t slink off like a pitiful stray dog, letting an old woman like you humiliate and beat me!"

Upon hearing this, Fu Rou, without hesitation, raised her arm, aiming a slap at An Ge’s face.

But just as her arm swung up, a powerful hand seized her wrist.

A sharp, unbearable pain radiated from her wrist.

Fu Rou instinctively looked up and met Gu Changfeng’s icy, piercing gaze.

Before she could utter a word, the man preempted her with a frigid and venomous tone, "Try laying a finger on her—see what happens!"

Fu Rou’s wrist felt as if it were being crushed; the agony forced a muffled groan of pain from her.

Furious and humiliated, she yelled,

"Gu Changfeng, this is outrageous! Let go of me immediately!"

Gu Changfeng only tightened his grip.

Accompanied by Fu Rou’s sharp cry, her wrist was forcefully dislocated.

Fu Rou was in so much pain that her face turned pale and she looked close to fainting.

An Ge didn’t want Gu Changfeng to wind up in unnecessary trouble, so hurriedly she intervened, "Let her go."

Only then did Gu Changfeng release Fu Rou’s wrist.

Fu Rou fell to a crouching position, clutching her injured arm in agony.

Gu Changfeng then shifted his piercing gaze toward An Ge’s face.

His dark, intense almond eyes took in her thin cheeks and sharp jawline with a heavy frown.

"Just a few days have passed—how have you become this emaciated?"

His tone was reprimanding.

Yet An Ge felt an overwhelming surge of concern emanating from him.

It was the kind of concern that seemed to heal wounds, saturating her heart with warmth.

This sudden wave of emotion caused her nose to sting and her eyes to turn slightly red.

Gu Changfeng gripped her wrist gently, his voice soft and steady, "It’s raining—come sit in my car for a while and let’s talk?"

Though his tone held an air of inquiry, he had already made the decision.

At first, the large raindrops fell sporadically, but soon it felt like the heavens had split open and rain poured down in torrents.

In an instant, Gu Changfeng removed his suit jacket and used it to shield An Ge’s head.

"Don’t get drenched. Walk faster."

An Ge knew her body couldn’t withstand much in its current state.

So she quietly accepted Gu Changfeng’s protectiveness and let him guide her to the car.

Behind them, Fu Rou, drenched by the downpour, looked a complete mess as she collapsed into the rain.

Her glare pierced through the rainstorm, targeting the black Rolls-Royce that was almost swallowed by the flood-like rain, lost in thought.

She distinctly remembered that Gu Changfeng was only An Muxin’s bodyguard.

A mere hired muscle selling his strength to make a living—where did he get the money to own such a limited edition Rolls-Royce?

And why was Gu Changfeng treating An Ge so extraordinarily?

What was their connection, really?

Could it be that he was a kept man—bought by An Ge, that demoness, with Huo Shaoyan’s money?

Beyond this possibility, she couldn’t think of any other explanation.

The more Fu Rou speculated, the more convinced she became that An Ge and Gu Changfeng had a shady, unmentionable relationship.

...

Inside the black Rolls-Royce:

An Ge took the dry towel from Gu Changfeng.

While wiping the rain from her hair, she said to Gu Changfeng,

"You shouldn’t have offended Lady Fu because of me. Even though Huo Shaoyan isn’t on good terms with his mother, she’s still his biological mother.

Additionally, Lady Fu comes from the prominent Fu Family in the Imperial City. Treating her this way won’t lead to her letting it slide easily."

Gu Changfeng showed no concern, his tone calm, "I can handle that." He paused and asked, "How about you? Are you okay?"

An Ge answered, "I’m fine."

Gu Changfeng frowned deeply,

"Is this what ’fine’ looks like? You’re skin and bones. If you can’t make things work with Huo Shaoyan, you might as well break it off clean."

After a moment’s thought, he added meaningfully,

"If you’re worried he’ll fight you for the children, I’ll help you get custody of them."

Gu Changfeng’s words stirred an intense curiosity in An Ge about his identity all over again.

She pressed her lips together for a moment and then said to him,

"Honestly, I’ve always been curious about who you really are. I even contacted Huo Qingzhou to investigate you for me. But the details Huo Qingzhou could uncover were extremely limited,

He only managed to pull together information about your recent years as An Muxin’s close bodyguard. Beyond ten years back—there’s almost nothing..."

She paused, "So, tell me—are you so protective of me because we’re somehow related by blood?"

Gu Changfeng had no intention of revealing his identity to her.

Now wasn’t the time for the truth to come out.

He replied, "We don’t share any blood relation." After a beat, he emphatically added, "If you don’t believe me, feel free to get a DNA test done."

An Ge chewed on her lip, dissatisfied, and asked,

"Then why are you so adamant about protecting me? Don’t just keep saying that I remind you of your long-lost sister—that kind of story might trick a toddler, but not an adult..."

Gu Changfeng raised his brows.

In the dimly lit space inside the car, his side profile was strikingly perfect. Ignoring the bluish scar covering half his face, his features were sharp and handsome to an almost absurd degree.

An Ge stared at his eyes and brows, momentarily silent, before saying, "Is it something you can’t tell me?"

Gu Changfeng knew An Ge wouldn’t accept vague excuses, so after a moment’s thought, he said,

"Everyone has their untold struggles. My reluctance to divulge too much about myself is rooted in my desire not to bring chaos into your life.

Ms. An, you and I walk very different paths. You have children and loved ones you wish to protect, while I’m a fugitive carrying the weight of avenging a family massacre.

These hands of mine... are destined to be bloodstained. I can’t taint your life, nor can I afford to put you and your children in danger..."

He paused and added, "So don’t ask me about this anymore, alright?"

An Ge felt an ache rising in her chest,

"Okay, I won’t ask who you are. Let me rephrase my question instead—do you know who I am? My real father and mother?"

Without hesitation, Gu Changfeng responded, "I don’t know."

The room fell into silence.

For nearly ten minutes, neither of them spoke another word.

The storm, which had arrived in a furious rush, receded just as quickly.

After ten minutes, the rain completely stopped, and even the thunder had faded into the distance.

The humid post-rain air carried a mix of earthy scents, and the stagnant atmosphere was so unpleasant it made An Ge feel nauseous.

Gu Changfeng noticed her step outside the car to crouch near the landscaped greenery, vomiting into the grass.

His brows furrowed tightly.

Once she had finished, he handed her a bottle of mineral water.

An Ge accepted the bottle from his hand, twisted the cap, and rinsed her mouth before saying, "Thank you."

Gu Changfeng, standing under the streetlight, took in her pale, bloodless face and asked with a crease deepening between his brows,

"People say you lost your baby during childbirth, but..." He paused, looking at her intently, "Your current state suggests otherwise."

An Ge met Gu Changfeng’s piercing and scrutinizing eyes.

Under the heavy pressure of his gaze, she felt completely exposed.

She pursed her lips, hesitating for a moment, "I..."

Gu Changfeng saw her hesitation and quickly pieced it together.

He said, "Your heart condition is weak. This pregnancy... you really shouldn’t keep it." After a moment’s deliberation, he asked,

"So—is your plan to secretly carry this child to term without telling Huo Shaoyan?"