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Chapter 203 Who Stopped My Heartbeat

The two bodyguards standing outside the door were really awkward in the busy corridor. Many people thought that there was someone important in the ward.

Ling Zhen knew that it was not a matter of being noble, but that Tang Shuya was afraid that she would run away, so he sent people to monitor her.

She covered her head with the quilt, closed her eyes, and tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

She still felt a little heavy and painful in her lower abdomen. The bleeding symptoms had not improved in the past two days, but seemed to be more severe than in the previous two days.

She had no choice but to go to the bathroom, only to find that the maternity towel was really soaked. She couldn't take a shower at the moment and could only wipe it with warm water.

The moment he touched the warm water, his legs went weak. The strong smell of blood made Ling Yuan frown and hold his breath.

While washing her hands, she looked at herself in the mirror. Her face was still very pale and bloodless, and her lips were even more pale and dry.

She lay back on the bed and pulled the quilt over herself.

The moment she closed her eyelids, she saw Tang Shuya behind her eyelids.

When Ling Zhen woke up the next day, he was in a daze. Sister Yu had already cooked something and placed it on the coffee table.

But Ling Zhen really had no appetite at all.

"Xiaozhen."

It was Ling Tianhua's voice.

When Ling Zhen looked up, he saw his father standing at the door of the ward.

"dad……"

The moment he opened his mouth, Ling Yuan's voice was thick with nasal tones.

Ling Tianhua was holding nutritional supplements in his hand, and it seemed that he already knew Ling Rui's situation.

He put his things down and looked at his daughter's pale face. His brows were filled with distress and he murmured softly, "It's good that she's okay, it's good that she's okay..."

Ling Zhen sniffed and forced himself to cheer up. "Why are you back? Didn't you say you were going out of town on business?"

Ling Tianhua paused, as if mustering up some courage, and looked up at Ling Zhen again, "I knew something happened to you, so I came back to check on you."

"Are you still with Tang Shuya? I heard he's getting engaged to some daughter of the Yu family. Is that true?"

Ling Zhen felt a sharp pain in her throat, as if a date pit was stuck in it. She was silent for a moment before speaking, "It's true. He's engaged."

"Then what are you going to do? You just had a miscarriage and he's already engaged to another woman. What a scoundrel!"

Ling Tianhua slapped his thigh, anger showing on his face.

"I will separate from him."

"what?"

Ling Tianhua repeated the question.

"I said, I will separate from Tang Shuya."

When saying this, Ling Zhen's eyes were already red.

Ling Tianhua clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "Daughter, I have no objection to you two breaking up, but you can't just separate like this for nothing."

Ling Zhen glanced at Ling Tianhua sideways, not understanding what his father meant for a moment.

Ling Tianhua swallowed his saliva and continued, "Look, you've been with Tang Shuya for so long and even had a child with him. Now that we're separating, shouldn't he give you some compensation?"

Hearing this, Ling Zhen pursed his lips and looked at Ling Tianhua with a complicated expression.

Is this asking her to ask Tang Shuya for breakup fee?

Ling Tianhua found Ling Yuan's behavior strange. "Am I wrong? This situation is a good thing. Don't you dislike him? You always wanted to get away from him. Now the child is gone, and he's getting married. If I could get some money from Tang Shuya again..."

"Dad, stop talking."

Ling Yuan's brows furrowed even tighter, so tight that they could pinch a mosquito to death.

Ling Tianhua knew what she was thinking, and he knew a little about his daughter's character.

He licked his lips and said, "I know. You'll definitely say I'm obsessed with money and that I'm vain. Think about it, daughter. You're in such a bad shape now. You won't be able to work for a while, and you need to take good care of yourself. That costs money everywhere."

"I'm your father. I can't let my daughter suffer any loss, right? I've lost my body, my status, but I still have my money, right?"

"Dad hopes that you can live an easier life in the future. Even if you can't become rich, at least you can live a peaceful and stable life. Is that wrong?"

Ling Yuan's forehead wrinkled slightly, as if he was lost in thought. He knew he couldn't win against Ling Tianhua, so he could only helplessly say, "Dad, I want to rest for a while."

Ling Tianhua moved his lips and wanted to say something, but Ling Zhen had already laid down on the bed, buried in the quilt.

What a silly girl.

In today's world, no love is more practical than having money in your pocket.

On the day of discharge, Tang Shuya did not show up, and only Han Su was there throughout the whole process.

Han Su led the way, Ling Zhen followed behind him, and there were four bodyguards at the four corners.

This scene made passers-by look sideways.

In the past, Ling Zhen would have been very uneasy, but after going through so much going back and forth between heaven and hell, other people's looks on him seemed indifferent.

She got into the car in a daze and returned to Jin Mansion.

Housekeeper Xu Yuanyuan saw Ling Zhen from afar. Seeing this already delicate person become even more frail, like a piece of paper that would fall down with a gust of wind, he was deeply moved.

Everything was fine, but it turned out like this.

This time, Ling Ru was taken to Building No. 2.

It was her first time in Building No. 2, which had been renovated and the smell was almost gone.

Han Su said apologetically, "Mr. Tang asked you to live in Building 2 first. Don't think too much about it, he actually..."

Ling Zhen waved his hand, his face calm, and then smiled bleakly: "Assistant Han, you don't need to explain to me, it doesn't matter where you live."

Deep in her soul, there seemed to be a vast and barren land. There was no vibrant greenery, no colorful flowers, only dead silence and emptiness.

What does it matter where you live or how you live?

Han Su looked at Ling Zhen, his eyes full of ups and downs, and then he lowered his eyelids quietly.

Ling Ruo seemed to have lost all feeling, like a walking corpse, walking woodenly under the sun.

The sunlight, the golden silk that warms the heart, is now covering her figure gently and delicately, but it seems that even the tiniest gap cannot penetrate into the wasteland in her heart that is locked by the severe winter.

Ling Yuan knew that he was now like a bird whose feathers had been plucked out and wings broken by Tang Shuya, and which had lost its freedom.

In this gorgeous and cold cage, every place is a shackle and every moment is a bondage.

She could only look up at the sky. No matter how she struggled or how she gazed, the blue sky and the free wind were always out of reach.

She couldn't escape this cage.

In an instant, Ling Zhen's mind inexplicably recalled a line of lyrics he had heard somewhere:

Tireless bird

Can't escape the cage and trap

Want to find a place to rely on

But I have already lost both legs

Who plucked my feathers?

Who stopped my heartbeat?

who is it

Let me fall