One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire's Sweet Love

The blinds were down. The nurse was changing the woman's dressing inside the ward.

Gong Fan stood outside the window with no way of seeing what was going on inside, so he turned around and asked Gong Jie, "How's Mommy?"

The way he looked… it was as if he had no idea that he was the one who had caused her such serious injuries!

Gong Jie looked doubtful. "Don't you remember what happened before?"

Gong Fan was greatly disappointed. "You too suspect that I stabbed her?"

The man, however, was calm and didn't overreact. "It's a fact. You stabbed Mommy, didn't you? Little Yichen and your daddy saw it happening."

"I didn't," Gong Fan tried to explain. Of course, he didn't expect Gong Jie to be willing to believe him. Neither did he care what Gong Jie thought of him. All that mattered to him was Yun Shishi.

The man got onto his feet and studied Gong Fan intently with a slight frown on his face. "What exactly is your motive? What good would it do you to stab your mother?"

When Gong Fan heard this, he smiled indifferently. "Why do you only suspect me but not Youyou?"

Gong Jie froze.

"It can only mean that you haven't wholeheartedly accepted me. All that talk about coexisting harmoniously and treating me like your own is a joke. I don't believe you'll suspect Youyou, but you'll easily suspect me because my existence is dangerous to you and to Youyou. Isn't that right?"

Gong Fan's pointed question caused Gong Jie's expression to change.

"At the end of the day, to the two of you, outsiders are still outsiders. Little Yichen called me an intruder. I'm sure to you, Mu Yazhe and Hua Jin as well, I'm also an intruder, right? The only reason you're being so careful with me is because you're worried I'll hurt Youyou if I lose control, right?" The more Gong Fan spoke, the more his voice trembled.

Intruder.

The term was too hurting. Especially when Little Yichen said the word through gritted teeth. His heart felt like someone had gorged a hole in it with a knife, and now it was still a bloody mess.

Gong Jie was stumped.

"Why? Lost for words?" Gong Fan took a deep breath. "Forget it. I don't care what you think of me. I want to see Mommy."

Gong Jie said, "You can't go into the ward yet."

"Why?"

"She can be easily infected at this stage. We can only enter after she is past that stage."

When Gong Fan heard this, he turned around and sat on the bench without saying another word.

Mu Yazhe soon turned up to join them. Hua Jin had stayed behind to watch over Little Yichen. The man walked over and saw Gong Fan and Gong Jie sitting opposite each other. Gong Jie was intently studying Gong Fan, but Gong Fan's gaze was fixed unwaveringly on the window.

He came up to them and said flatly, "No visitors allowed yet."

"I know."

"You can come back later."

"I want to wait here."

Seeing how stubborn he was, Mu Yazhe didn't speak further. He looked at Gong Fan, whose gaze never left the window. The boy's hands were clenched into fists and resting on his knees, but his shoulders were trembling slightly. His eyes had turned bloodshot again, but he forced his tears back, not allowing himself to cry.

No one knew how tormented he was now, how restless he was.

Even if everyone thought him to be the perpetrator and believed that he was the one who wanted to harm Yun Shishi, he did not care. He did not care!

However, his heart ached. It hurt to the extreme.