She was pregnant, and Ruan Jiang took charge of her very strictly. Those little temperaments that had never been used before were all brought out now.

  She clings to him all day, a rare sticky person, but Ruan Jianglin likes her being clingy and doesn't find it annoying.

  However, Jiang Yan noticed that Ruan Jiang had recently added a female secretary near the international conference, who was stunningly beautiful with blonde hair and green eyes, and every smile was full of charm.

  Jiang Yan also couldn't help but praise him, and sighed in her heart, but she wasn't afraid that Ruan Jianglin wouldn't be able to bear the loneliness. Nowadays, she was very reassured about him.

  He has been busy lately, probably because he just got back from vacation, and now he's too busy to even take a break.

  Jiang Yan occasionally complained, and he jokingly said that he would sell the company.

  Jiang Yan didn't say a word, just smiled, he really was willing to part with it, after all that time and effort.

  On Valentine's Day, he came back very late, probably after attending a banquet and drinking.

  His secretary sent him back, and as soon as Jiang Yan opened the door, he saw his secretary supporting him.

  The man was slightly drunk, with a hint of redness in his eyes, and there was some inexplicable ambiguity between the two.

  Jiang Yan glanced at him and didn't help him up.

  Waiting for him to come in by himself is really pitiful for him, he can still find his way home and knows he has to return.

  As soon as he came in, Jiang Yan heavily closed the door, almost hitting the nose of the female secretary outside.

  The man chuckled and casually put his hand on her shoulder, "Tired of eating?"

  Ruan Jiang is a man who can be deeply in love with Jiang Yan, but not exclusively so. It's undeniable that he has the same shortcomings as most men, especially those who have reached his position - he can't control his heart.

  He still loves Jiang Yan, and even says he only loves Jiang Yan, but he can still flirt with others intentionally or unintentionally. Of course, not in front of Jiang Yan, and he hasn't become so arrogant as to do that.

  He's bad, really bad, bad to the extreme, yet he still spoils Jiang Yan, can be said to spoil her to the extreme.

  Falling in love with such a man is unfortunate.

  Jiang Yan pulled his hands apart one by one. She was pregnant and her bulging belly made it a bit inconvenient, so Ruan Jianglin really put his strength on her body.

  "Ruan Jianglin, be obedient." She smiled lightly and spoke softly.

  Ruan Jiang stumbled two steps forward, almost losing his balance, and then helped the woman sit down on the sofa again.

  He squatted down, with some intoxication on his body.

  He stretched out his large palm and supported her waist, while the other large palm slowly covered the swollen area of her lower abdomen.

  He didn't dare touch it, fearing that the umbilical cord would wrap around the neck.

  "Alright, ancestor, I'll fire her tomorrow, okay?" He had a smile in his eyes, with both hands propped up on either side of her, and he gave her face a quick peck, lightly biting down and leaving a faint mark.

  Jiang Yan was spoiled by him and didn't want to get angry with himself in vain.

  "Mind your own business."

  "Trust me, ancestors." He said with a faint smile, and the fine lines under his eyes deepened slightly.

  Jiang Yan stretched out her foot and gently kicked him in the chest, but before she could use any force, the man grabbed her foot and held it to his chest, warming it up for her.

  As the months went by, she became more and more miserable. At midnight, she would often have cramps, with waves of pain.

  As long as she moves slightly, Ruan Jianglin will notice and get up to give her a massage.

  He was very busy during that time, often staying up late and getting up in the middle of the night. Jiang Yan felt some heartache for him and would often endure it silently in the middle of the night.

  Ruan Jiang saw everything and silently got up to give her a massage.

  It was April again, on their wedding anniversary day, Ruan Jiang made a big deal out of it for her, setting up the scene where they got married like they were getting remarried.

  She was unusually energetic and had even put on a delicate makeup that day.

  Apart from a bulging belly, her limbs are still slender. Looking at her back, you can't tell she's pregnant.

  She was applying lipstick, unaware of when Ruan Jianglin stood behind her.

  He bent down, wrapped his arms around her waist, and nuzzled her neck, making her giggle. He whispered, "I want to kiss you."

  Jiang Yan dodged slightly, "I've put on lipstick."

  "Let's go."

  "Don't stretch then."

  *

  "I told you not to stick your tongue out."

  "Sorry, conditioned reflex." He said with a hooked lip.

  All the way until summer vacation, Ruan Jiang took leave again to accompany her for childbirth.

  Her feet were so swollen that they couldn't be seen, and she couldn't even wear shoes. At first, she still cared about her image and didn't want to let Ruan Jianglin see it, but later on, she couldn't hide it anymore. However, these were all normal phenomena.

  Not long after entering the summer, Jiang Yan gave birth to a big fat baby boy. He didn't look like anyone, with wrinkles all over his face. Jiang Yan thought he was ugly, but Ruan Jianglin was delighted. He held him in his arms and smiled, feeling happy.

  However, he is a bit afraid of holding the baby, it's too small, always worried that when holding it will be held tightly, like a porcelain doll, cradled in his hands.

  When she was sitting in confinement, the Ruan family had all come to visit her. Mrs. Jiao Jingyan was very happy and kept reminding her of things to pay attention to during her confinement.

  She listened intently with her ears perked up, Ruan Jianglin standing beside her, and didn't know when he started coughing again.

  Jiao Jingyan put the child in the crib and couldn't help but ask, "Hasn't there been any improvement? How was the last physical examination?"

  Nobody speaks.

  *

  Jiang Yan stayed in the postpartum care center for a full two months before leaving.

  Normally, people stay for forty days at most, but Ruan Jiang insisted on saying that she was worried and wanted her to stay for two months.

  Because she had a waist injury, so she could only have a cesarean section.

  A terrifying scar was left on her lower abdomen, and every time she looked at it herself, she felt frightened.

  When she was having surgery, she could even hear the sound of the doctor's scissors cutting, and at that time her heart was racing with fear.

  His body has been in poor condition all along. Although he quit smoking and took good care of himself these days, the infected area is beyond salvation and is expanding further.

  It may develop into lung cancer later on, so basically I go for a physical examination every month.

  She hadn't been out of confinement for long when Ruan Jianglin really sold the company. She couldn't help but be surprised, but he always said that he wanted to spend more time with her and was happy about it.

  At that time, he would often stare at her scar for a long time and unconsciously stretch out his hand to touch it.

  Jiang Yan couldn't help but feel a bit repulsed and asked with some disdain: "Isn't it very ugly?"

  Ruan Jiang looked at her straight and seriously replied: "Very beautiful."

  He cheated her again, she herself clearly saw how ugly it was.

  "Or I'll just go get a scar removal surgery."

  "It's really nice, I like it."

  He bent down to kiss her, silencing her completely.

  *

  Ruan Jiang had been ill for two years, until he was 40 years old, when he was finally diagnosed with late-stage lung cancer. However, it was only half a month different from the previous physical examination, and re-examination was already beyond cure.

  For Jiang Yan, there were some unexpected surprises, and this year she had been looking forward to a miracle happening.

  With each examination, it was found that the area of lung infection continued to expand, which is a fact that has been constantly hitting and consuming her heart.

  Ruan Jianglin seemed very calm, but too calm, as if he was arranging his affairs after death.

  Those days, Jiangyan always cried, hiding in the corner of the hospital to cry.

  Every time she comes to the hospital, she has prayed countless times, and the walls of the hospital have heard her most sincere wishes.

  She didn't dare let Ruan Jianglin know, but how could she hide her tear-stained eyes from him?

  But since she pretended, Ruan Jianglin naturally didn't expose her either.

  "Where is the child?"

  "Sent mom there." Jiangyan peeled an apple and handed it to her.

  He reached out to take it, but didn't eat it. He didn't tell Jiang Yan that he had actually started to lose his appetite for everything.

  In his last days, Ye Chen and Mo Zibai often came to visit him, chatting about nothing in particular, but none of them mentioned his illness, as if deliberately avoiding the topic.

  He had become increasingly thin and gaunt, a far cry from the carefree and handsome figure she remembered.

  Terminal cancer patients receiving chemotherapy are no different from dying struggles, but he always thinks that if they can drag on for one more day, even if it's not for themselves, they should drag on for Jiangyan.

  His back was already almost covered with needle holes.

  Jiang Yan felt heartbroken every time she saw him, and she even didn't dare bring her children to the hospital to visit him.

  Jiang Yan stood outside the door until Ruan Jiang finished his treatment, then she went in. She couldn't bear to watch him, as he always endured the pain silently, never uttering a sound.

  With such a proud temperament, how could he allow himself to let out a whimper?

  Jiang Yan helped him into his wheelchair.

  "Bring Zi Qing over tonight, I haven't seen him in a long time." His voice was too weak, like a puff of sand that could be blown away with just a gentle breeze.

  She gently grasped the man's hand and forced a soft tone: "Okay."

  He was more or less prepared for it and knew his time was up.

  Ruan Ziqing is two years old now. He can speak clearly and walk on the road, but he doesn't recognize Ruan Jianglin very well because they haven't seen each other for a long time.

  When Jiangyan picked up the child, the little guy was obviously a bit scared, shrinking his head, and the father in his impression didn't look like this.

  *

  It was just past twelve o'clock, and all the people of the Ruan family were standing outside the door of the sickroom.

  The last bit of time was left for Jiang Yan.

  Jiang Yan lay beside the hospital bed, her eyes had cried dry, and her gaze was empty.

  She looked at the man's strenuous breathing, that was Ruan Jianglin, the high and mighty, arrogant Ruan Jianglin.

  But he now lies in bed, so weak that even one breath requires a huge overdraft of his life force.

  Jiang Yan knelt beside his sickbed, holding the man's hand, which was originally bony and now had withered to just skin and bones.

  "Ruan Jianglin, you can go now, I'll let you off."

  She has a deep and unshakeable obsession. The joy of her youth, the separation halfway through, she and he have known each other for nearly twenty years, but spent more than half of that time apart.

  She had a mind for calculation, and with great effort, she wove a web that trapped not only Ruan Jianglin, but also herself.

  The word "rest of her life" had changed from a promising future to an uncertain one.

  He left, what about her road?

  Ruan Jianglin passed away at dawn, the heartbeat on the machine slowly flattened into a straight line, until no waves could be stirred up again.

  Jiang Yan didn't know that Ruan Jiang had a third regret in his life before he died.

  In the last second of his life, he regretted agreeing to her having a child.

  *

  That was a summer, the Juliet that had been planted on the mountain top withered and died, Jiangyan couldn't keep them alive, there was no vitality left, the flowering period had ended.

  The following is an extra chapter, I wrote it casually, so just read it casually too.

  There are many controversies about the plot and character settings, everyone has watched the genuine version and has the right to comment or dispute. Good or bad, I accept them all. Along the way, thank you for accompanying me. Farewell to Jianghu, may we continue if fate permits, wishing you peace.

  (End of chapter)