The Tycoon's Mysterious Darling Wife
Chapter 79. Wu Qian is Back (Fifth Watch, Asking for Support)

Chapter 79: 79. Wu Qian is Back (Fifth Watch, Asking for Support)

The call was from Fu Hengyi, who meticulously asked how Shen Qinglan had been doing these past few days, particularly focusing on her meals. Hearing that Shen Qinglan had moved back to the dormitory and had dinner with her classmates made Fu Hengyi relieved.

It was much better than her staying at home eating instant noodles alone.

After giving her a few more reminders, Fu Hengyi hung up the phone.

Shen Qinglan looked at the darkened screen, feeling somewhat helpless about Fu Hengyi’s paternal treatment of her.

Upon entering the dormitory, she saw Fang Tong holding her phone, chatting animatedly with someone, a mysterious smile on her face, though what they were discussing was not clear.

Not paying much mind, she climbed into bed, closed her eyes, and fell asleep, sleeping straight through until morning without any dreams.

"Qinglan, why are you always up so early?" Looking at the breakfast on the table, Fang Tong squinted her eyes and checked her phone; indeed, it was barely seven o’clock.

"I prefer to eat breakfast while it’s hot. I’m going to take a shower." Even though she hadn’t sweated much, Shen Qinglan still stuck to her routine of taking a shower after her morning run.

Fang Tong stretched lazily on her bed, about to get up, when she heard the sound of keys in the door, followed by Wu Qian entering.

"Oh, Wu Qian, you’re back?"

Wu Qian tugged at the corners of her mouth. "Morning." Hearing the sound of water from the bathroom, she knew Shen Qinglan was inside.

Her complexion was very pale, with pronounced dark circles under her eyes and reddened rims, making her look quite exhausted.

"Wu Qian, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Fang Tong, noticing her complexion, asked with concern.

Wu Qian shook her head. "I’m fine. I just worked all night and am a bit tired; I’ll be okay after some rest."

Her hand covered her lower abdomen, her voice weak.

Fang Tong was skeptical. "Are you sure you’re okay?"

"It’s nothing." While Wu Qian spoke, she had reached her own bed, but instead of climbing onto it, she just sat on the chair.

Seeing that she didn’t want to talk more, Fang Tong stopped asking. She simply pointed at the breakfast Shen Qinglan had bought, which was laid out on the table. "Qinglan bought breakfast; do you want to eat some?"

"I ate when I came back, thank you."

Rejected, Fang Tong didn’t say anything else and waited for Shen Qinglan to come out of the bathroom.

Wu Qian sat on the chair for a good while before slowly standing up and climbing onto the bed. She moved so slowly that it took her a long time to get onto the bed. Fang Tong kept an eye on her the entire time, fearing she might accidentally fall, as Wu Qian’s complexion was terrifying. Just climbing into bed made her face turn even paler, covered in sweat.

Seeing her continuously clutching her stomach, Fang Tong guessed that she might be on her period. She pulled out an electric heating pad from her cabinet, charged it, waited until it was warm, and then handed it to Wu Qian.

"Seeing you clutching your stomach, do you have your period? Put this on your stomach; it might feel a bit better."

Wu Qian took the heating pad, stuffed it under the blankets, and spoke in a hoarse voice, "Thank you." Her voice was muffled and seemed slightly choked.

Fang Tong knew something must have happened, but since Wu Qian didn’t want to talk about it, she didn’t press further and simply said, "You didn’t sleep at all last night. Get some good sleep today, and I’ll bring you lunch."

Wu Qian didn’t speak, seemingly asleep.

After Shen Qinglan finished showering, Fang Tong gestured toward Wu Qian, making a "quiet" sign, and Shen Qinglan nodded.

Fang Tong quickly washed up and came out, ate the breakfast Shen Qinglan had bought her, and then they left the dormitory together.

Once the room was completely quiet, Wu Qian stretched her head out from under the covers, her eyes redder than before, tears continuously rolling down from her eyes.

She had lied just now; she hadn’t been sleepless all night but had gone to the hospital for an abortion. She had found out yesterday afternoon that she was pregnant with Chen Qingtian’s child.

The moment she found out about the pregnancy, she had been so joyful, so happy. She couldn’t wait to tell Chen Qingtian, thinking he would be just as happy as her, but to her dismay, Chen Qingtian not only didn’t celebrate, he lost his temper.

"We practice safe measures every time we do it, how could you possibly be pregnant?" Chen Qingtian coldly looked at her, his eyes devoid of warmth.

Thinking of how Chen Qingtian looked at her belly, as if there was something dirty inside, Wu Qian’s heart twinged in pain.

She couldn’t believe that Chen Qingtian would suspect her of being unfaithful. She had only ever been with him; if this child wasn’t his, then whose could it be?

Although they always took precautions, even the doctor said those methods weren’t 100% safe, and occasionally accidents happen—it was just their luck, like winning a lottery.

Wu Qian explained to Chen Qingtian, but he simply wouldn’t listen, "Either get rid of it now, and you stay my girlfriend; or we break up, I don’t acknowledge the child now, nor will I in the future, it has nothing to do with me."

With those words, Chen Qingtian left, completely ignoring Wu Qian’s desperate pleas.

Wu Qian called him many times, but Chen Qingtian didn’t answer.

After a bout of intense crying, caught between breaking up with him and not wanting the child, she chose the latter. She had completely fallen in love with Chen Qingtian; she couldn’t lose him, without him, she would die.

She called Chen Qingtian once more, still no answer. She then sent a message, telling Chen Qingtian she was having the abortion today. After that, she received a call from Chen Qingtian, telling her to wait for him as he was coming to pick her up in his car.

Chen Qingtian soon showed up, took her to the hospital, and watched as she entered the operating room.

Wu Qian closed her eyes in despair, unable to believe his doubt about her word, suddenly questioning all the sweet nothings he had said before. Did this man really ever love her?

The surgery was successful. When Wu Qian came out of the operating room, Chen Qingtian was still waiting outside, his eyes once again gentle and doting.

"You’ve just had surgery, you should rest well. Tomorrow I’ll buy you some nourishing chicken soup. We are still young, there will be children in our future," Chen Qingtian said gently beside her bed.

Wu Qian kept her eyes closed, silent, her body feeling extremely weak after the surgery. Even now, she realized that Chen Qingtian had never really doubted that the child was his, he simply didn’t want it and had used that as an excuse.

This morning, Chen Qingtian had left, saying he was going to buy chicken soup, while Wu Qian returned to school as soon as he left.

Wu Qian placed her hand on her belly, where there had been a small life, but she had ended it, choosing to give it up.

Wu Qian looked at the pristine white ceiling, tears unceasingly streaming down.