Villainous son, kneel down, Mom's begging you for a favor.

Chapter 688 Old Master Duan's Accident

Chapter 689 Tell Dad the Truth

After the old man was wheeled into the ward and settled in, his face was still pale, but his life was no longer in danger.

Grandpa Duan weakly opened his eyes, saw Duan Yujing, forced a smile, and said something surprising: "Yujing, I don't know how much longer these old bones of mine can hold on. My biggest wish is to see you and Xiaoyan have a child so I can hold my grandson."

The sound, though faint, was like a heavy hammer, echoing in the ward.

Upon hearing this, Li Yan froze on the spot, her eyes filled with helplessness.

She thought to herself, she already has three children and has gone through the hardships of childbirth, she really doesn't want to go through it again.

But faced with the old man's earnest gaze, she didn't know how to refuse.

She opened her mouth, but hesitated to speak. Her hands unconsciously gripped the hem of her clothes, her knuckles turning white. Her body stiffened slightly, and her expression was awkward and conflicted.

Duan Yujing frowned, looked at Li Yan with heartache, then looked at the old man, and said gently, "Dad, you've only just recovered, don't worry about this."

Xiaoyan has had a tough time these past few years, enduring the hardships of childbirth.

I couldn't bear to see her suffer any longer. Besides, the Duan family has no shortage of descendants; you have other grandsons too.

His voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable firmness. He took Li Yan's hand and gently squeezed it, as if to give her strength.

Upon hearing this, the old man's face instantly turned bright red. He slammed his hand on the edge of the bed, causing the medical equipment beside the bed to shake. His eyes widened in anger: "What nonsense! Can those compare to you?"

I long for you to settle down, start a family, and have many children and grandchildren. Is that wrong? Why are you so disobedient to me!

His chest heaved violently as he gasped for breath, his eyes filled with anger and disappointment as he stared intently at Duan Yujing, as if trying to see right through him.

Duan Yujing looked guilty and wanted to step forward to comfort him, but the old man suddenly waved his hand: "You can leave now, don't show your face in front of me, out of sight, out of mind!"

Her voice carried a hint of determination as she turned her head away, refusing to look at them again.

Li Yan's eyes reddened, filled with guilt. She pulled Duan Yujing out of the ward, and as they walked to the end of the corridor, tears welled up in her eyes: "Yujing, was I too selfish? Dad was only doing it for our own good, I..."

Her voice choked, her shoulders trembled slightly, and she covered her face with her hands, sobbing uncontrollably.

Duan Yujing tenderly embraced her, gently patted her back, and said softly, "Don't cry, Xiaoyan, it's not your fault."

"Dad said those things in anger. Let's talk it over calmly once he's calmed down; he'll understand."

Duan Yujing paused for a moment: "If all else fails, we'll tell Dad the truth."

He gently rested his chin on Li Yan's head, his eyes firm, trying to dispel her guilt and unease with his embrace.

After a moment of silence, Li Yan nodded: "I'll listen to you."

The dim light in the corridor illuminated the two figures embracing, adding a touch of warmth to the cold hospital.

They stood side by side at the end of the hospital corridor.

The warm sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating Li Yan's face, which was slightly tear-streaked but full of sincerity.

But at this moment, Li Yan's mind was filled with the disappointed yet expectant look on Old Master Duan's face in the ward.

She took a deep breath, looked up at Duan Yujing, her eyes filled with hesitation and determination, and bit her lower lip, her pink lips turning white instantly.

After a moment, he explained, "Yujing, it's not that I'm against having children, it's just that we already have three children, and I really don't have the energy to start all over again and watch a little life grow from babbling to adulthood."

Her voice was soft, yet every word carried the bitterness of bygone years. Her hands unconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes, her knuckles turning white, as if she was trying to suppress the complex emotions within her.

Duan Yujing felt a surge of warmth in his heart, his eyes reddening. He quickly reached out and tightly grasped Li Yan's slightly trembling hands.

The warmth of his palm conveyed endless comfort.