spring bite mark

Chapter 129 He said that night was his

Jiang Manman listened to the doctor's words, not knowing how to respond, and just kept crying.

She rarely cried. Having grown up in such a terrible environment, tears were the least valuable thing to her.

But at this moment, all the messy things that have happened in the past few months have finally exposed her vulnerability.

While she was determined to have an abortion, she faced numerous obstacles, as if guided by fate to keep them. But if she truly decided to stay, they might very well abandon her…

The doctor is already urging: "Do you have your husband's or an immediate family member's phone number? They need to be here immediately to sign the surgical consent form."

Jiang Manman closed her eyes, recalling the Hong Kong-plated car that had followed her in the ambulance, and said in a light tone:
"The child's father should be outside."

The doctor made a quick decision: "We'll take you to the operating room to prepare first. The nurses will handle the signing."

Half an hour later, the nurse brought news: "The papers have been signed, and the surgery can begin."

The doctor administered an oxytocin injection and whispered, "The baby is very small. We'll try for a natural birth first, which is the best thing for your body. If the natural birth doesn't go smoothly, then we'll have a cesarean section."

After several hours of labor pains, Jiang Manman was soaked in sweat, unable to tell whether it was tears or sweat, and finally gave birth to two tiny babies, each no bigger than a fist.

Before the baby was placed in the incubator, the doctor held two premature babies, who looked like little mice, in front of her: "Take a look at them, and send them to the incubator immediately. Their condition requires a lot of emergency treatment. Several famous hospitals in the capital have sent professional doctors. With them here, the survival rate will be higher."

Jiang Manman's gaze was fixed on the two little ones. Unlike the full-term babies she had seen before, they were fragile and on the verge of death, weighing less than 300 grams. Many of their organs were not yet fully developed, and even their cries were like those of mosquitoes, weak and feeble.

Jiang Manman closed her eyes briefly, her voice hoarse: "Take her away."

For the next full day, renowned obstetrics and gynecology experts and professors from the capital gathered at Shenghe Hospital. All kinds of state-of-the-art rescue equipment were put to the rescue for the two premature babies. After 48 hours of rescue efforts, the doctor shook his head heavily at Jiang Manman.

Jiang Manman felt a dull ache in her heart and remained silent.

From the moment she learned of the child's existence to its inexplicable birth, it was only a little over a month. During that time, she was in a daze, struggling with various inner conflicts, and considered induced labor multiple times. As for how much she loved the child, it wasn't that much.

They were more like two uninvited guests who suddenly barged into her life, each appearing in their most disheveled and vulnerable state upon their first meeting, filled with a profound sense of unfamiliarity. Before they could even get to know each other, communicate, or cultivate feelings, they were forced to say goodbye forever…

Jiang Manman felt incredibly empty inside.

She slowly hugged the blanket tighter, her whole body was ice cold, and she felt as if the world had darkened and her vision was going black.

The doctor asked, "Your vital signs have disappeared. If you need, you can see the two children one last time. Do you want to?"

Even the last time we saw each other was in vain, it was only in death...

Jiang Manman numbly shook her head: "No, thank you."

The doctor then said, "The child's father is outside, handling matters related to the child."

"Don't mention him." Jiang Manman's tone turned cold. "I never want to see him again in my life."

At the ward door, heavy footsteps paused slightly, then gradually faded away after a few seconds.

Three days later, Jiang Manman was discharged from the hospital.

Physically and mentally traumatized, she lay listlessly on her bed in the apartment when Yan Changye appeared before her from the darkness of the night.

The last time he came was three months ago. At that time, she only knew that she was feeling unwell and was unaware that she was pregnant. She was happily eating a bowl of instant noodles. Yan Changye felt an inexplicable intimacy with her as soon as he saw her. He even bought her underwear for no reason and made blatant sexual innuendos, which made Jiang Manman so angry that they parted on bad terms.

Three months later, their friendship was still hovering at rock bottom, and Jiang Manman never expected him to come.

"What are you doing here?" she asked irritably.

Yan Changye did not answer immediately. He glanced around the apartment, took a few long strides to the window, closed it, and threw a bowl of cold rice porridge directly into the trash can.

Jiang Manman's expression changed slightly: "Yan Changye, what are you doing?"

"You still dare to stand in the wind, and you still dare to eat this porridge with no nutritional value?" Yan Changye said in a low voice, his eyes filled with a hint of resentment and disappointment as he looked at her. "Look at the awful state you are in now."

Jiang Manman looked at him with her misty eyes: "Are you here to mock me?"

Yan Changye choked for a moment: "I gave birth to the child in a daze, I don't know whether to laugh at you or laugh at myself..."

"Of course you're mocking me. How could a proud and arrogant Crown Prince ever feel such self-deprecation?" Jiang Manman sneered. "Back when I was with Xie Yuheng, you were always sarcastic and disapproving of me. Now that we've parted ways and I'm unfortunately pregnant with his child, you're probably secretly pleased..."

Yan Changye was dumbfounded: "You're pregnant with his child? When did you become his child?"

"Otherwise, whose do you think it is?" Jiang Manman scoffed miserably. "It was my own fault. He was embracing a beautiful woman at the banquet, and I got angry and drank. And to make matters worse, I ended up spending the night with him and got pregnant. Don't tell me you look down on me; I hate myself for what I did that night..."

Yan Changye suddenly looked at her, his peach blossom eyes filled with inquiry and scrutiny: "You said you spent the night with him?"

"Didn't you know?" Jiang Manman retorted, "Last time, wasn't it because of me and Xie Yuheng at Xie Yunxi's family reunion banquet that you looked down on me and wanted to sleep with me?"

Yan Changye's expression changed as he stared intently at her, probing, "Don't you remember what happened at the Clan Return Banquet that night?"

"I blacked out, but when I woke up in the morning I saw Xie Yuheng, and I was all disheveled. How could I be wrong?"

Yan Changye remained silent for a while, feeling agitated: "Is it possible that it was actually me that night?"

"It's you?" Jiang Manman reflexively retorted, "You're a womanizer, even if it's you, I still can't accept it."

Yan Changye: "..."

He was deeply hurt.

The proud and arrogant man, for the sake of his ridiculous pride, swallowed back the truth that was about to slip out.

"You dislike me? Fine..."

His languid expression carried a hint of inexplicable resentment; he seemed too lazy to say another word to her, and coldly instructed her:
"I just hired two caregivers for you. They will arrive within twenty minutes and will take care of you to the highest standards during your postpartum period."

Jiang Manman: "..."

Yan Changye spoke again: "You are not allowed to be exposed to wind for a month, and you are not allowed to go out. Take good care of your health. If your emotions still don't improve, I will arrange for two more psychologists to treat you."

After he finished speaking, his phone rang urgently. He glanced at it, then turned to leave with a cold expression.

"You're leaving so soon after you arrive?" Jiang Manman couldn't help but ask.

"Are you going to bother me if I don't leave?" he said casually, already heading towards the door. His steps were hurried, and as he walked, he picked up his phone to ask Shen Zongqian to arrange a private jet…

They met again six months after Jiang Manman finished her postpartum confinement, in suite 1001 of the Imperial Capital Hotel, a place rife with ambiguity that had forced Yan Changye and Jiang Manman to register their marriage.

……

On the bustling street, Jiang Manman sat quietly in the car.

She emerged from her memories of six years ago, the chill still lingering on her body. At Old Master Yan's banquet, she hadn't been wrong; Yan Changye knew she had given birth and had even arranged for her to recuperate after childbirth.

However, in her view, Yan Changye's claim that the child was his was pure fabrication, and using Xie Jian as a shield was an utterly absurd lie...

(End of this chapter)