C17 A Twisted Melon Is Not Sweet

Along with her arrival, the old man's anger had been alleviated by a lot. Only Zuo Zhan's angular face looked like it was covered with frost. His cold eyes looked at her from the corner of his eye without blinking.

He had a feeling that there was a thorn in his back. Needless to say, he must be suspecting that she had gotten pregnant again.

She frowned impatiently but smiled at the people around her. She politely called her parents and grandfather before asking, "How did you guys know about pregnancy?"

"Previously, when Secretary Jin went to the hospital to get the medicine for me, he saw you and asked Dr. Wen." The old man said.

Hsu Yuan's words were still in her ears. Naturally, Hsu Yuan glanced at Zuo Zhan again. See, she did not say too much.

Mrs. Zuo held her hand, "Pregnant is a good thing. Your father and grandfather have been looking forward to this day for who knows how long. You must take good care of it. As for..."

Before she could continue, the old man interrupted, "As for that Lee Mengyao, she will never enter the Zuo family. Zuo Zhan, you can think about it yourself!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zuo Zhan looked at his grandfather with his deep eyes.

Now, could anyone stop Zuo Zhan?

However, Hsu Yuan could also tell that the elders were hoping that they could continue.

She quickly smiled and said, "Grandfather, it is really impossible between Zhan and me..."

"Why is it impossible? You are the CEO of Hsu's, how can you let you suffer so much? Besides, you married him just for this brat. What right does he have to give up on you and marry someone else now? "

The elders had already seen through her thoughts. If it was in the past, she would have laughed it off lightly. But now... She felt a stabbing pain in her heart. She did not want to tolerate anything. He got up and said, "Grandpa, perhaps my fate with Zhan has come to an end. Don't say it again. This melon that was forcefully twisted isn't sweet. He and I really don't... "

"I don't care whether the forcefully twisted melon is sweet or not. I only want to care about this unborn great-grandson of mine. Furthermore, I wish that after so many years, do you really think that grandpa doesn't know anything?"

Hsu Yuan was slightly startled and worried that her grandpa would say something else. She quickly found an excuse to leave.

Just as she was outside, she coughed a little and held back her breath. Her breath was hot again and she quickly wiped it. Sure enough, it was bleeding.

A black Maybach also stopped close to her. Zuo Zhan did not get out of the car. He only pushed open the front passenger's door and said with a cigarette in his mouth, "Get in the car. I'll send you back."

She hid the bloody handkerchief in her hand and did not refuse. She bent down and got into the car.

She had nothing to say on the way back to Hsu's mansion. Zuo Zhan took off his coat and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

Seeing that he did not show any signs of leaving, Hsu Yuan poured him a cup of water. He was still very uncomfortable and wanted to go upstairs, but she heard him by her ear, "Yao is sick."

She was slightly stunned, "Oh?"

"Liver failure, we must immediately find a suitable liver transplant." His tone was low. From Hsu Yuan's perspective, his handsome side face was filled with worry.

For some reason, her heart sank. She slowly said, "We should be able to find it. Don't worry."

Zuo Zhan raised his hand to support his forehead. His cold face showed an unprecedented fear, "Her body is weak to begin with. This time, she even got this kind of illness. I am really afraid that something will happen to her..."

Lee Mengyao saved his life back then. This was like a huge debt of gratitude that was firmly held in his heart, forming an invisible pressure and restraint.

But when it fell into the eyes of others, what they saw was only love, deep love.

Hsu Yuan's heart suddenly felt a little uncomfortable and did not want to stay any longer. She only said, "It can be cured. It's fine." She hurriedly went upstairs to her room.

She was really afraid that if she stayed for another second, she would not be able to control that faint throbbing emotion in her heart. It was jealousy and also greed.

Hsu Yuan held her flat abdomen and tried her best to let out a long breath. If, if, just said that if he knew of her illness, would he also have a trace of sadness and sadness like this...

She slept very badly all night and only fell asleep when it was close to dawn. She was woken up by the doorbell.