After rejecting my celebrity husband

Chapter 1388 - 1392: If One Day You No Longer Have Me

"Xiao Qian, can you promise me something?"

"What is it?"

"Promise me first, okay?"

Luo Xiaoqian raised her face in confusion, looking into his eyes, "Zimo?"

Leng Zimo raised his hand to cradle her face, "If... I’m saying if, if I die..."

As soon as he said the word "die," Luo Xiaoqian raised her hand to cover his mouth, "Don’t talk nonsense, you won’t die, you definitely won’t!"

Leng Zimo lifted her hand away from his mouth and gently kissed the back of her hand, "Listen to me calmly, there are always possibilities with surgery, of course, I don’t want to die, but we can’t avoid this assumption."

"If I say you won’t, then you won’t!" Luo Xiaoqian stubbornly shouted, trying to leave his embrace.

"Xiao Qian!" Leng Zimo held her body, comforting her with kisses, "Listen to me finish."

"I don’t want to listen, I know what you want to say." Luo Xiaoqian hugged his neck, "You want me to marry Jiao Yang, I don’t want to, I just don’t want to, I only want to be your woman, when you’re alive, I’m yours, when you’re gone, I’m also yours, always will be..."

She understood his thoughts too well, even though he hadn’t finished speaking, she already guessed what he wanted to say.

She knew he wanted to do this because he loved her, but she couldn’t, she just couldn’t.

Luo Xiaoqian pressed her face against his, tears streaming down, "I can listen to you about everything else, but not this, Zimo, I can’t do it... I know Jiao Yang is a good man, I’m very grateful to him, I also admire him, he is indeed good, very perfect, I also know he will treat me well, but I don’t love him. Zimo, if you truly love me, don’t force me to do this, do you understand?!"

"I understand, of course, I understand..." Leng Zimo tightly held her body, his voice hoarse, "I’m just worried, Xiao Qian, I’m really afraid, if you don’t have me in the future, will you not live well..."

"Then you just live well, take care of me properly, and die after I do." She cried.

"Alright, alright, alright..." Leng Zimo agreed with a choked voice, "I promise you, I’ll live, I will definitely live."

Outside the hospital room, listening to the voices from inside, the few guards standing by had their eyes reddened.

Jiao Yang stood by the door, the hand that was about to knock withdrew, he stepped back a few paces, leaned against the wall outside, and took a deep breath.

In the corridor, with light footsteps, Luo Jun, accompanied by John and Chen Jiu, jogged over, seeing Jiao Yang standing outside the door, he immediately greeted Jiao Yang politely, "Hello, Uncle."

"Hello, Mo Mo!" Jiao Yang adjusted his emotions, smiling as he squatted down, holding his little shoulder, "How was today, are you happy at school?"

The little guy shook his head lightly, sighing like a little adult, "Daddy is sick, I’m a bit worried."

"It’s okay, Daddy will get better soon!" Jiao Yang tenderly patted his little head, "Let’s go, we’ll go in together to see Daddy."

Stepping forward, he knocked on the door, intentionally raising his voice, "Xiao Qian, Zimo, Mo Mo and I came to see you, can we come in?!"

Jiao Yang’s words were naturally a reminder to the two inside—the presence of Luo Jun.

He believed that such matters were something they wouldn’t want Luo Jun to know about.