Lovely Substitute Bride

After a while, he suddenly said, "I can only tell you that to me, a child is my duty, and a wife is my love."    

"Although this saying is a bit cruel to my child, it is indeed true."    

He looked at the back of his wrinkled hand, and his expression softened as if he had remembered something from the past.    

"I've been raising him with all my might. I just hope that my wife can sleep peacefully in a hundred years."    

A child is a duty, a wife is love...    

Wen Tiantian only felt that she had lost her voice and couldn't say anything.    

She suddenly understood Ji Jingchen's intentions.    

Because he loved her, no matter what choice she made, he would always support her.    

And because he loved her, he would take good care of their child.    

But once she died, Ji Jingchen's love also died.    

It was a disaster no less than the loss of one's life.    

Living might not be easier than dying.    

Wen Tiantian was lost in thought. When she came back to her senses, the old man had already left, replaced by the nanny's worried gaze.    

"Are you all right, madam?"    

she asked worriedly.    

Wen Tiantian shook her head. "I'm a little tired. Let's go back."    

The cook helped her into the wheelchair.    

They left slowly. What Wen Tiantian didn't know was that their grandpa arrived at Wen Tiantian's sickroom before them.    

More accurately, it was right next to her hospital room.    

"Mr Ji, I have already passed these words on to your wife as per what you said."    

Ji Jingchen nodded slightly.    

"Regarding your rewards, I've already …"    

"No need."    

The old man shook his head and sighed. I hope you don't miss our example. "    

With that, he turned and left.    

When Ji Jingchen heard that, his gaze turned darker. He got up and walked to the window. His deep gaze looked at the figure sitting on the wheelchair in the park downstairs.    

Sweet...    

His brow creased with bitter lines.    

"I would never... I will definitely not let you go! "    

A dull pain flashed in his eyes.    

Ji Jingchen held the window frame tightly, while his fingertips turned white due to excessive force.    

All of this was his final decision.    

He did not have the courage to gamble on a 40% chance of survival, nor the courage to bear the hatred he would feel if he did not tell Wen Tiantian about his son and took him away.    

He was a coward!    

However, he would rather be a coward than allow Wen Tiantian to get hurt.    

He wanted her to live, not become a cold grave.    

Even if he was a threat, despicable Wen Tiantian would make a choice between him and her child.    

"..."    

When Wen Tiantian returned to the ward, she remained silent.    

The chef was worried, but she did not know how to persuade him.    

She knew Mr Ji's plan.    

Although she was reluctant to part with Young Master or the little miss, she was even more unwilling to see anything happen to Wen Tiantian.    

So without a doubt, she chose to work with Ji Jingchen.    

"Madam, if you have anything on your mind, you can tell me. I might not be able to help you, but it will only make your heart feel worse."    

The cook felt guilty and guilty, but her concern for Wen Tiantian was genuine.    

Wen Tiantian raised her head to look at the chef and nodded slowly.    

She really needed someone to listen to her hesitation.    

"You heard what that old man said. In the face of duty and love, which do you think is important? "    

This seemed to be a difficult problem to solve.    

The cook knew very well that Wen Tiantian's obligation was to have her baby in her womb.    

It was a small life, and once the husband and wife had created him, it was their duty to bring him up and raise him.    

"But life is not just about duty and love."    

The cook's words made Wen Tiantian shudder.    

"Madame," she heard the cook continue, "you have no choice. It shows that in your heart, duty is as important as love."    

"But have you thought about whether or not people are alive, as well as friendship and kinship?"    

Wen Tiantian stared at her blankly.    

What the chef said was not wrong. She still had kinship and friendship.    

Wen Hongyu, Ruan Lee, Luan Zhi and Min Ann'ge.    

Even the butler and the cook were her closest friends.    

They were the same as Ji Jingchen. They urgently hoped that they could defeat the disease and live on.    

Life is not just about love and duty.    

Wen Tiantian was suddenly enlightened by what the chef said.    

She lowered her head and stroked her belly. "But what should he do? I, I can't be so heartless. "    

"No matter what you choose, madame, we will respect your decision."    

"It's just that I don't think you and your husband will have a second child as long as you're alive, and the child in your womb will blame you for that."    

"But …"    

The chef clenched her teeth and said, "You won't worry that after you leave, mister will become the same as that old man?"    

Hearing this, Wen Tiantian hesitated.    

"I know."    

After a long while, she gritted her teeth and spoke with red eyes.    

She tried, she did her best to keep the child. But this made her hurt everyone who cared about her.    

Her mother, who nearly had a relapse of myocarditis from caring for her, had to return to the Manor to recuperate.    

The reluctant gazes of Ruan Lee and Wen Hongyu before they left would occasionally replay in her dreams.    

Luan Zhi and Min Ann'ge had decided to postpone the wedding until after she had given birth to a child because of her illness.    

One had to know that they had waited far, far too long for this day.    

And did it ever occur to them that if she died, their wedding would be overshadowed and imperfect?    

Even because of her funeral, the wedding would continue to be delayed.    

She let them down, and she let Ji Jingchen down even more.    

How could she bear to hurt him when he loved her so much?    

Wen Tiantian's self-blame almost spilled out from her heart.    

"Madam, you …"    

"Let me rest for a while."    

Wen Tiantian interrupted the cook and tiredly closed her eyes.    

The cook had to leave reluctantly.    

She felt that her wife wasn't in a good mood and quickly told Ji Jingchen about it.    

"It's my fault," Ji Jingchen's eyes were filled with love, "She must be very sad at a time like this."    

The cook sighed. "I hope you can think it through quickly. There's not much time left."    

Do you want to think about it as soon as possible?    

Ji Jingchen pursed his lips and felt that this was indeed a way.    

The reason why Wen Tiantian was in such pain was that she was hesitant. If she had thought it through earlier, perhaps she wouldn't have suffered so much.    

However, what should he do to make Wen Tiantian decide?    

The kitchen maid looked at Ji Jingchen in anticipation, but saw that Mr Ji was also troubled and could not help but feel a little disappointed, "Mr Ji also doesn't have a good solution?"    

Ji Jingchen shook his head slowly, "I'll go see her later."    

He was worried about leaving Wen Tiantian alone in the room.    

When the kitchen maid heard Ji Jingchen say this, she felt slightly relieved.