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"I'm not interested in Mr Rong at all. Besides, I'm pregnant with children right now, so I'm not suitable to be with anyone. Please let me go, Mr Rong."
She suddenly started to doubt whether Easy had a lot of women around him that she didn't know about. Before this, she had always thought of herself as a special existence for Easy.
Now it seemed that Xia Yu wasn't sure at all.
She didn't dare to deny it. She was a little disappointed in her heart. She never knew that it would be so easy to let go of their past so quickly.
"Easy for me. I can let you give birth to this child. I can give you everything you want and keep it by my side."
It was easy to be stubborn like a child. Once, it was because of Wen Zhixia's father's illness that he got her. Now, what kind of method should he use to get Xia Yu?
Xia Yu's nose felt a little sore when she saw Yi Yeyu's serious expression. She ignored the wound on Yi Yeyu's hand and shook off the hand that was clamping her down.
"Mr Rong, please behave yourself. Other than freedom, I don't want anything else."
She turned around and got out of the car. Perhaps she had been imprisoned easily before. Xia Yu only wanted to live a peaceful life and slowly let go of all the injuries, surprises, blessings, and sorrows that she had suffered.
From then on, her world was only her baby.
Looking at Xia Yu's leaving figure, Yi Yeyu's eyes dimmed. So there was actually a time when he was so powerless as well.
Forcing a person to keep his heart on him seemed really boring.
Easy was utterly frustrated.
After returning to the ward, Xia Yu gradually calmed down. Since she had already decided to start over, she would gradually let go of the excitement.
When Ouyang Meiya came back, she saw Xia Yu in a daze. She had already consulted a psychiatrist and knew that Xia Yu's situation was one of flight. It was just that she didn't dare to provoke Xia Yu.
At least until the baby was safely born, Ouyang Meiya would not try to provoke her.
"Yu, how do you feel?"
Upon hearing Ouyang Meiya's voice, Xia Yu turned her gaze away from the window and smiled faintly.
"I'm fine. Aunt Ouyang, if you have something to do, then go and busy yourself. I can take care of myself."
Now that Xia Yu was living in the hospital, all the costs were borne by Ouyang Meiya. If she hadn't met Ouyang Meiya, she would have already been living on the streets.
Xia Yu already felt that she didn't want to add to Ouyang's troubles, so she didn't want to trouble Ouyang Meiya anymore.
"Yu, don't be polite with me. Since your mother is no longer here, I have an obligation to take care of you. I will never have my own child again. I feel very happy to be able to take care of you."
Before Xia Yu was born, Ouyang Meiya had already been diagnosed as having congenital anomalies in her womb. It was impossible for her to give birth to a child of her own, so Ouyang Meiya immediately gave up on the idea of marriage.
She had devoted all her energy to her beloved cause.
Now that she met Xia Yu and saw her give birth to a tiny life, Ouyang Meiya suddenly felt that her life was filled with hope.
Looking at Ouyang Meiya's dejected eyes, Xia Yu didn't ask any questions. She only smiled and nodded. However, in her heart, she was thinking about what kind of job she would need to find to be able to support herself and her baby after she left the hospital.
After dinner, Ouyang Meiya sat on the sofa and flipped through a few design drafts. She always felt a little dissatisfied, but she couldn't think of anything at the moment.
When Xia Yu walked out of the bathroom after showering, she saw that Ouyang Meiya seemed to be deep in thought. Thus, she walked to Ouyang Meiya's side and looked down at the design script in her hands.
Looking at the design of the small dress, Xia Yu's eyes lit up. She felt that this dress was very beautiful, but the waist design seemed to make it seem rather ordinary.
However, she had never come into contact with this area before, so she didn't dare to disturb Ouyang Meiya.
She still remembered that when her mother was still alive, she had often mentioned Ouyang Meiya's talents to her, but she was still young at the time, so she didn't pay much attention to it. Her mother was also a clothing designer.
However, she didn't focus all her energy on design like Ouyang Meiya did. Her body wasn't healthy, and she had to take care of Wen Zhixia, so she didn't continue cultivating.
Ouyang Meiya saw Xia Yu raise her head and gently patted the ground beside her.
"Yu, sit here. Are you interested in this?"
She could clearly see the light shining in Xia Yu's eyes.
"Not bad, this design is very beautiful. Is this your blueprint, Aunt Ouyang?"
Xia Yu sat beside Ouyang Meiya and took the other designs from her hands. She was a little surprised by Ouyang Meiya's talent.
"That's right!" I feel a little dissatisfied. If only your mother was still here, she would have had more potential than me. It's just that she chose to return to her family at that time. I've always thought it was a pity for her to give up on design. "
Ouyang Meiya frowned as she looked at the design script. Unconsciously, she mentioned Wen Zhixia's mother.
Back then, she and Wen Zhixia's mother were both in the same major. Compared to Ouyang Meiya's hard work, Wen Zhixia's mother's talent was even higher. Perhaps she was just jealous of her talent, so her situation wasn't too good.
Hearing Ouyang Meiya mention her mother, Xia Yu became a little absent-minded. She also missed her mother a lot. If her mother was still alive, perhaps she wouldn't have walked this far.
"That's right!" "It's alright if mom is still here. Auntie, do you think it's okay to change it here?"
Xia Yu gestured with her finger on the design script. She didn't have any foundation or skills, so she didn't dare to point fingers and point fingers. Perhaps she inherited her mother's hobbies, so she was really interested in this line of work.
Previously, she had wanted to fulfill her mother's unfulfilled wish to continue her mother's dream of becoming a top clothing designer. However, at that time, she still followed her father's advice when she was selecting her major.
This was Wen Zhixia's greatest regret.
Ouyang Meiya's eyes lit up when she saw Xia Yu's hand gesture. She had been baffled the entire time and had unexpectedly resolved it with a casual poke of Xia Yu's finger. A look of pleasant surprise appeared on her face as she looked at Xia Yu.
"You really are your mother's precious daughter, and completely inherited your mother's talent. Yu, do you want to learn design from your aunt? I'm sure you can make a difference in this industry. "
Xia Yu's face turned slightly red when she heard Ouyang Meiya's praise. Ever since her mother died, she had never touched this. She didn't know if she could do it well, but she was willing to try.