Almighty Sweet Queen is Really Rich!

Feng Huaijin is a decisive man; since he made this decision, he quickly made arrangements with the hospital on her behalf.

The hospital was quite baffled. They had just managed to protect the fetus for over a week, and the stability was hard-earned, everything was progressing well. Now, are they really going to terminate it?

The thoughts of wealthy people are truly hard to comprehend. We really can’t understand what they’re thinking.

Nevertheless, as they say, taking money to solve problems — although confused, the hospital followed their instructions.

Su Li merely remained silent, like a well-behaved doll, letting Feng Huaijin decide.

She knows that Feng Huaijin made this decision for her benefit, placing her first, yet deep inside, she feels slightly resistant.

She and Feng Huaijin are deciding the fate of the baby girl inside her womb. Has she considered whether the baby would want to at least see this world?

Reason tells her that this decision is for the best for both her and the baby, but inside she feels as if she’s being torn apart.

”Su Li, the time is set; it’s tomorrow afternoon. I’ll go with you,” Feng Huaijin pushed the door open, seeing Su Li sitting on a yellow small sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window, her gaze lost as she looked outside.

Her eyes haven’t found their sparkle again.

Feng Huaijin kneeled down on one knee before her, looking at Su Li who was unwilling to turn her face back, and changed the topic, saying, ”Why are you sitting here all the time? It’s already autumn.”

His fingers unbuttoned his black suit, gently draping it over her shoulders.

Su Li’s shoulder slightly moved, and the black suit gently slid off her shoulders.

Su Li still felt very resistant.

”Huai Jin, I was napping on this small sofa just now and had a dream,” Su Li quietly spoke after a moment, her voice slightly hoarse, as if she had cried in her dream.

”I dreamt that Tuanzi asked me to bring him over, telling me that there’s no need to bring him over once a week; once in a month or half a year for a reunion would be fine. I also dreamt of a little girl who looks very much like me, crying and begging me not to hit her. She said she’d be obedient, study well with her brother, and wouldn’t cause trouble.”

Feng Huaijin’s cheeks slightly tensed, his thin lips pressed lightly together.

His somewhat rough large hand gently held hers, his voice deep like a heavy iron, ”Tomorrow, I won’t go to work. I’ll accompany you to the hospital in the afternoon.”

Su Li’s lips moved slightly, but she didn’t make a sound, and her head turned away to stare out the floor-to-ceiling window.

Beside the yellow small sofa was a glass coffee table, on which were several elegant little snacks and a small pot of her favorite rose tea, however, a glance showed she hadn’t touched any.

Next to the finely crafted teapot was a mobile phone, with the radio broadcasting various news.

Her eyesight has been getting worse, often having problems twenty out of twenty-four hours, so unless absolutely necessary, she doesn’t play on her phone anymore, but is interested in live streaming radio.

”Mo Si Huang allegedly exposed in a relationship, no response for twenty-four hours, female fans claim they’re crying everywhere.”

”Reportedly Mo Si Huang’s rumored girlfriend is Mu Qingmei, the third Miss of the Mu Family in An City. High-value photos exposed, leaving fans with nothing to criticize!”

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Su Li was listening to an entertainment radio, broadcasting gossip from the entertainment circle over the last couple of days, foremost among which was the relationship between Mo Si Huang and Mu Qingmei.

The more no response is given, the more it feels like tacit consent.