If We Cannot Grow Old Together

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With the card in hand, Mu Ziyou sweats on the forehead out of weakness.

He would not miss any opportunity to humiliate her, and she is used to it, isn’t she?

She has thought of leaving him for countless times, but she didn’t just because she still anticipated for a change.

Because this man has been her dream lover ever since she was a little girl until now!

She always has a fantasy that all the misunderstanding would be eliminated someday, and their relationship would be restored just like that during childhood, and he would still look at her in a pampering way…

Mu Ziyou wipes off her tears, and notices the sheet which has been replaced with a new one, with not a single trace of making love left.

Deathly despair restores in her eyes. Probably this is the true Li Qiaosheng, who hates her to the guts.

At the meal, the maid made a few dishes that are antianemic, but Mu Ziyou clearly understands that it is not because of the conscience of her husband who wants to make up for his bad behavior, but for the rare Rh-negative trait blood in her body.

Only her blood could be used to save his most beloved woman, Xia Wanyan, who had tried to commit suicide in order to prevent him from marrying Mu Ziyou.

“Lan, did the doctor forget to come here today?” She speaks softly and emotionlessly.

Lan gives her a black look and answers in a disdainful way, “Of course not. You are in your period, and Mr. Li is afraid that if you lose too much blood, it will cause more trouble than benefit so the blood collecting is canceled this week.”

“OK.”

Mu Ziyou has been used to the bad attitudes of servants. Probably from their points of view, Xia Wanyan is the actual Mrs. Li, and Mu herself is just a tool generating blood for Xia.

Somehow, Mu Ziyou’s menstrual period is particularly short this month, which just lasted for 3 days, much shorter than the usual 7 days.

Mu doesn’t think much about it. After recovering a little, she goes to the central hospital with the loan next morning, since her mother’s medicine bills are waiting to be paid.

After paying the bills for the next month, Mu Ziyou gets into the packed elevator. Being absentminded for a while, she finds herself on the wrong floor.

Her mother is in the common ward, but she is now on the floor of VIP wards. She shakes her head thinking maybe she is really tired recently that she even went absent-minded just now. She is ready to turn back to the elevator when she freezes at what she hears.

“Dad, when am I going to leave the hospital? It’s really dull here. And I don’t know why Qiaosheng is still hesitating about divorcing Youyou. What should I do next?

“Dad, don’t worry. I fabricated the matter of naked loan perfectly. No one could discover it. Qiaosheng looked very gloomy when he came to visit me this morning, which must have been caused by Youyou (an intimate term for Mu Ziyou)…I’m sure that with a little more tricks, I could make it.”

On hearing the conversation unexpectedly, Mu Ziyou trembles with anger.

More ironically, they had been best friends in the world once upon a time!

Why does Xia treat her so cruelly?

On hanging up the phone and turning towards the door, Xia Wanyan finds Mu Ziyou standing in front of her glaring at her. She is shocked at first, but immediately covers her mouth while smiling, “Youyou, are you here to visit me or your prostitute mother?”

“Xia Wanyan!”

Hearing the word “prostitute”, Mu Ziyou could not bear it any longer. She steps forward and grabs Xia’s neck, ignoring the fact that the window behind is wide open. She vents out her anger thoroughly.

“Why on earth do you treat me so cruelly? You slandered me for harming you after you jumped down from a building. I promised to offer you my blood every week when you said you were suffering from anemia. What else should I do to make you satisfy? And now you are trying to set me up in such a vile way! You …”

Anger has blinded Mu, and she really wants to strangle this woman! “Youyou, come on, if you don’t want to give me your blood, you can talk to Qiaosheng in person. It’s not me who made you draw blood to feed me. I didn’t …”

Xia Wanyan was just about to stretch out her hands with a malicious look when she catches a glimpse of Qiaosheng who emerges from behind. She suddenly changes her tone and covers her mouth tightly.

Mu Ziyou is not able to speak, but she has decided to give this woman a lesson today!

But unexpectedly, while she is tightening her hands, a sudden force behind her hits her and her whole body falls back defenselessly!

“Mu Ziyou, Why is it you again? Who gave you the nerve to do this?!”

“Bang”, the moment she falls down, with her forehead hitting the column in front of her, she hears Li Quashing’s furious roar.

With her sights getting fuzzier and fuzzier, she still gets a full view of Xia Wanyan’s defiant looks to her while she was telling Li about what was happening while crying.

“Mu Ziyou, go to hell and stay away from us. Why do you think I would let you, a vicious woman, stay with me if it weren’t for your blood type?”

Before she loses consciousness, all that she hears is the furious voice of the man again…