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Lu Peichuan's eyes were filled with deep self-blame. "It's all my fault. It's all my fault. I almost lost you and the child. I deserve to die."

Rong Zheng gripped Lu Peichuan's hand tightly, tears streaming down her face.

Lu Peichuan grasped Rong Zheng's hand in return. "Zhengzheng, I know I was wrong. I promise this will never happen again. Don't cry. You just gave birth and your body is very weak. Crying during your postpartum period is bad for your eyes."

He kissed Rong Zheng's hand tenderly, saying, "You should take good care of yourself first. Once you're better, you can punish me however you want."

Rong Zheng withdrew her hand and turned her head away again. "I don't want to see you right now."

Lu Peichuan struggled to his feet, supporting himself on the bed. "I'll go to the living room in the front. Call me if you need anything, and I'll come right away."

Rong Zheng didn't reply and closed her eyes.

Lu Peichuan stood by the bed for a few seconds, then turned and limped out.

Lu Peichuan didn't enter the ward again that afternoon, but Rong Zheng knew he hadn't left. She could often hear him talking to Xu Ma in the living room.

They were all asking about Xu Ma's situation...

That evening, Lu Peichuan sent over a photo of his daughter.

【Zhengzheng, this is our daughter. She's very beautiful and looks just like you.】

As Rong Zheng looked at the photo of her daughter on her phone, her eyes and brows softened unconsciously, her lips slowly curving upwards, and her gaze swept over every inch of her skin.

My little daughter, a tiny bundle, was fast asleep, her legs curled up and her tiny pink fists clenched.

As I watched, my heart softened completely.

Rong Zheng looked at the photo over and over again before checking Lu Peichuan's message. Her first instinct was to reply: "So young, how can you tell she looks like me..."

Then, remembering that she was still angry, he deleted the edited text.

The next day, Rong Zheng's parents came to visit her.

Sitting by the bedside, Zhao Yuxiang, the mother, instructed, "Your body has suffered a great loss this time, so you must take good care of yourself and give birth to a healthy baby boy in the future. Only then can you gain a foothold in the Lu family."

The father, Rong Jianguo, chimed in, "Your mother is right."

Rong Zheng lay on the bed, her eyes lowered, and remained silent.

Zhao Yuxiang glanced in the direction of the living room, moved the chair closer to the hospital bed, and said in a low voice, "Don't be angry with Pei Chuan. He was just doing what someone asked. We are just an ordinary family after all. It wasn't easy for us to climb up to a wealthy family like the Lu family. You should cherish it and not act childishly."

Rong Zheng overheard her parents talking to Lu Peichuan outside before they came to see her. She looked at Zhao Yuxiang with a wronged expression and said, "Mom, do you know I almost died from a massive hemorrhage?"

Zhao Yuxiang's expression stiffened for a moment, then she took Rong Zheng's hand and patted it gently. "You've suffered a lot this time, and it breaks my heart. I know you don't like hearing what I'm saying, but I'm doing this for your own good. Your father and I are not capable, but you've made us proud and found a good marriage. I hope you'll never have to worry about food or clothing for the rest of your life."

Rong Zheng felt a pang of bitterness and sorrow in her heart. She was clearly in great pain, but she couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.

Seeing that Rong Zheng didn't seem very energetic, Zhao Yuxiang said, "You're weak right now and need to rest more. I won't bother you any longer. Your father and I will visit you again after you're discharged from the hospital and go to the postpartum care center."

"it is good."

Before leaving, Zhao Yuxiang added, "Listen to me, don't cause trouble with Pei Chuan. I'll only be at ease if you two are doing well."

What's going on?

Rong Zheng disliked this word very much.

But she didn't correct it, otherwise Zhao Yuxiang would say that she was nitpicking over words with someone who had only studied for a few years.

He simply nodded and said, "I understand."

At noon, Luo Qinghe arrived. She sat on the edge of the bed, holding Rong Zheng's hand, and said, "You were in the operating room for more than two hours. A C-section usually takes a maximum of one hour. You really scared me to death."

As she spoke, tears streamed down her face.

A warm feeling washed over Rong Zheng, and her eyes welled up with tears. She reached out to wipe away Luo Qinghe's tears.

"Don't move." Luo Qinghe quickly wiped away her tears.

Rong Zheng smiled, "Okay, I won't move."

"You can still laugh?"

Rong Zheng's eyes were brimming with tears, yet she smiled brightly. "Not smiling, but crying?"

Luo Qinghe wiped away the tears welling up in her eyes with her index finger. "Don't have any more children. Childbirth is too dangerous."

Rong Zheng smiled through her tears, "Okay."

True care is about her safety, not her status.

"You can't cry during your postpartum period." Luo Qinghe wiped Rong Zheng's tears. "Tell me what happened."

Rong Zheng told Luo Qinghe everything without hiding anything from her.

Luo Qinghe was furious after hearing this. She immediately left the ward, went to the living room, and gave Lu Peichuan a good scolding. After she finished scolding him, she returned and asked Rong Zheng, "What are your plans?"

She wasn't planning to forgive Lu Peichuan anytime soon; she was still angry.

"Should we get a divorce?"

Rong Zheng was stunned. Divorce?

She had never thought about this question.

Lu Peichuan appeared at the door with a cold face. "Luo Qinghe, I accept your insults, but you dared to instigate Zhengzheng to leave me. Don't blame me for turning ruthless!"

Luo Qinghe was just saying those words in anger. She knew very well how much Lu Peichuan cherished Rong Zheng.

There's a saying that goes, "It's better to tear down ten temples than to break up one marriage."

Furthermore, although Lu Peichuan did something wrong this time, his crime is not serious enough to warrant a pardon.

She pursed her lips and didn't say anything more.

She was actually just feeling indignant on Rong Zheng's behalf, but ultimately it was a matter between the couple, and she shouldn't interfere too much. Even best friends shouldn't be without boundaries.

She turned to Rong Zheng and said, "The law firm is busy, I'm leaving now. Remember to call me if anything comes up."

"it is good."

After Luo Qinghe left, Lu Peichuan came to the bedside. "Zhengzheng, I won't let you leave me."

The man had sunken eyes with heavy dark circles under them, and bluish stubble on his chin. He looked haggard and disheveled, clearly having had a bad time these past two days.

Rong Zheng glanced at it and then looked away. "Who let you in?"

"Zhengzheng, I really know I was wrong. Getting angry is bad for your health. Please don't be angry anymore, okay?" Lu Peichuan said as he sat down on the edge of the bed and held Rongzheng's hand.

Rong Zheng tried to pull her hand away, but couldn't. "Let go of me."

"I won't let go." Lu Peichuan said, bending down to hug Rong Zheng. "Zhengzheng, I can't live without you."

Rong Zheng tried to break free, but the slightest movement aggravated the C-section wound on her stomach, causing severe pain, so she could only let him hold her.

"Don't ignore me, don't refuse to see me. This punishment is worse than killing me."

Rong Zheng felt a warm liquid dripping onto her neck.

He cried?

Lu Peichuan actually cried?

Lu Peichuan tightened his grip on Rong Zheng and buried his head deeply in the crook of her neck.

Rong Zheng remained frozen, not moving.