Do the words one say when one makes love count or not?
This was a question worth thinking about.
After all, some things said in bed were just for fun, excitement, or momentary satisfaction.
Regardless of whether the words count, Jing Qian feels content with having Mo Mo as he does at the moment.
Of course, Jing Qian wondered if…Having a child with Mo Mo would make the bond between them even deeper and make it even less likely that Mo Mo would leave the three of them or this world.
He wasn’t the only one who thought of this. The other two did too.
However, they were more inclined to respect Mo Mo’s wishes about whether to have a child.
The hospital ward was pitch dark. Using the moonlight shining through the window, Jing Qian gazed at the little girl in his arms, who had fallen asleep after all that had happened. He lowered his head to kiss her forehead.
His starry eyes were deeper than the night sky tonight.
Outside the window, the night was as dark as ink.
The stars and the bright moon were in perfect harmony.
The night sky was lit up with hazy light.
Early the next morning, Xiang Yi Mo went for another full body check-up. When noon approached, the results of all her tests came out.
Dr Wu was holding the reports in the hospital ward as he spoke to Jing Qian, who had squeezed out time after leaving the operating theatre, and the two men who had come from the office to bring her home.
“There’s news about Miss Xiang’s condition…It’s just that I can’t say whether it’s good news or not.”
Upon hearing this, the men looked to the doctor waiting for him to say.
Dr Wu studied several reports. He said in a surprised voice, “From the discovery of Miss Xiang’s illness to date, including the reports I have on hand, the various data of Miss Xiang’s body have not shown a trend of deterioration as predicted at that time.”
“Instead, it has magically remained in the same state as the first report several times. I hope Miss Xiang can return for a review every now and then, if possible.”
“Although the past few times when Miss Xiang was admitted for vomiting blood and fainting appeared very serious, it was unknown what had stalled the illness. This might be a breakthrough and could buy more time to treat Miss Xiang’s illness.”
What Dr Wu said and his discovery was like a beam of light shining into the darkness for the three men present.
Even if the light was dim, they would cling to any possibility, no matter how slim the hope was.
Xiang Yi Mo sat fully dressed on the hospital bed. Her petite feet swung around the side of the bed.
She ate the bunny-shaped apple slices Ji Heng Yu had made and pulled out only the data panel she could see. She stared at the Love Value that had long been maxed out and the fact that everyone’s Love Juices Value had reached an average of three-fifths.
(Whimper), this was all the result of her efforts!
She really wanted to live so badly.
Xiang Yi Mo wanted to shed tears of excitement as her eyes darted to the three people who were doing their bit to help with the mission.
Now that she looks back, she realises that the so-called “price” the system has asked her to pay, which is the mission that caused her so much anguish and shame at first glance, is like some kind of material benefit.
Not only does she get to live, but she also gets three handsome men, all of whom are willing to do it for her.
Isn’t this having three times the pleasure!
At the same time, she is not some kind of heartless, hard-hearted person. While she seriously captured them during this mission, she subconsciously fell in love with the three men.
Moreover, she likes them even more as they stay by her side.
If you were to ask her why she likes them?
There is no reason; she just likes them. They are so exceptional, and they are also her life. Of course, she likes them.
Although she doesn’t know what the future holds, she is happy now and feels very fortunate.
While Xiang Yi Mo was feeling very lucky, Qi Yan felt utterly awful.