He hurriedly chased after her, and finally found Chi Yue by the flowerbeds of the hospital.
Perhaps because she was still in pain, she sat by the flowerbeds with her hand on her stomach, looking disheveled.
Fu Rongyin walked over and picked her up in his arms.
Chi Yue struggled fiercely, "Let go of me, get your dirty hands off, don't touch me!"
Fu Rongyin grasped her wrists, his voice tinged with anger, "What are you making a fuss about?"
"What am I making a fuss about? Fu Rongyin, I should have never held any hope for you!"
Fu Rongyin narrowed his eyes, "What are you talking about?"
Chi Yue took advantage of his distraction and jumped out of his embrace. As soon as her feet touched the ground, her vision darkened, and her body uncontrollably tilted to one side.
The next second, she was swept back into his arms, his familiar scent overpowering her breath dominantly.
