Exclusive Pampered Wife: My Wife Came to My Door

Chapter 135 Mu Yaoqian's Miscarriage

Yan Zuozuo has been going to the hospital more and more frequently these past few days, mainly to persuade her mother to have surgery abroad. But she still refuses. Holding Yan Zuozuo's hand, she says, "It's not that I'm afraid of dying, but I'm worried about where I'll die. I asked the doctor, and if I don't have the surgery, I can wait until you give birth, but what if something goes wrong with the surgery..."

"There won't be any 'what ifs'!" Yan Zuozuo interrupted her, somewhat anxiously, "Mom, just go abroad. As long as you have the surgery, everything will be fine. Don't you want to watch your grandson grow up, get married, and have children?"

Mother Yan's eyesight seemed to be getting worse, and she knew it herself. She sighed slightly and said, "Even if I need surgery, I want to have it done in China. What's so great about going abroad? It's all the same; it's just all the hype people outside make."

"Mom!" Yan Zuozuo grabbed her mother's hand and looked at her intently. "Going abroad for surgery is to reduce the risks and increase the success rate. We've already had surgery once in China, but it's relapsed now. Neither of us dares to take the risk again. Mom, I can't lose you, and Uncle Mu can't lose you either. I beg you, please go abroad."

As Yan Zuozuo spoke, she started to cry. Although Yan's mother couldn't see clearly, she could still feel her sadness. She didn't dare to look her in the eye, but her own eyes were also burning.

"Just for my sake and Uncle Mu's sake, shall we go to America for the surgery?" Yan Zuozuo asked softly, pleadingly.

Instead of clenching her teeth and remaining silent, Yan's mother's eyes reddened.

Yan Zuozuo placed her hand on her high, protruding belly and said in a tearful voice, "Mom, the baby is still waiting to call you Grandma, waiting for you to make him tiger-head shoes, waiting for you to hold his hand and take him to school. You promised to teach me to be a good mother, how could you go back on your word?"

Mother Yan could no longer hold back and covered her mouth, choking out a sob.

"Mom..." Yan Zuozuo called her softly, sobbing uncontrollably.

In the end, Yan's mother couldn't resist Yan Zuozuo's tearful onslaught and nodded in agreement. Yan Zuozuo smiled through her tears, hugging her mother tightly as she cried and laughed, reaching out to wipe away her tears.

Finally, Mrs. Yan relented, and everyone was overjoyed. Everything was arranged in the US; they were just waiting for them to pack up and head over. Mu Tianyang called Mu Yaoqian to briefly explain the situation. Mu Yaoqian was stunned. She knew about Mrs. Yan's illness and had even visited her in the hospital once, but she harbored resentment towards Mrs. Yan and always felt it would be best if she were dead.

"Dad, couldn't you stay a little longer? I'm not feeling well either. What's wrong with you taking care of me for a few days?" Mu Yaoqian said unhappily, lying on the bed. Cui Guangyuan was still on top of her, in a very indecent position.

“You’ve got a boyfriend, you’re going to spend your lives together, let him take care of you first. Your aunt has a life-threatening illness, I have to stay by her side,” Mu Tianyang said.

Mu Yaoqian immediately went berserk, angrily kicking Cui Guangyuan to the ground and roaring, "What boyfriend? I don't have a boyfriend! My mother was driven to her death by you, do you want to drive me to my death too, so that the three of you can be reunited? You're not my father, I hate you!"

After roaring, Mu Yaoqian hung up the call, slammed her phone against the wall, and narrowed her eyes with a sinister glint. They killed Mom; none of them will get away with this!

Mu Tianyang felt a headache coming on as he listened to the dial tone. He had explained the matter of Mu Yaoqian's mother's death to her countless times, but why wouldn't this girl listen?

He sighed heavily, feeling he should go see her and have a proper talk. They would be family from now on; she couldn't continue to harbor such hostility.

When Yan's mother heard that Mu Tianyang wanted to go back to see Mu Yaoqian, she naturally supported him. Deep down, she also felt guilty towards Mu Yaoqian. If it weren't for her, Mu Yaoqian's mother wouldn't have ended up like that, dying of depression.

So Mu Tianyang decided to go back the next day and even called Chi Moqing to tell him to keep an eye on Yan's mother. He initially thought Mu Yaoqian was angry and ignoring him, but that very evening he received a call from her. She sounded drunk, crying her heart out, reminiscing about her mother and apologizing to him. This worried Mu Tianyang terribly. Early the next morning, he took a car back. After all, she was his own daughter, and she had lost her mother at a young age; how could he not feel heartache?

Meanwhile, Mu Yaoqian, in an attempt to keep Mu Tianyang from accompanying Yan's mother to her surgery, deliberately took a cold shower and spent the entire night in the cold wind in the yard, resulting in her catching a cold. When Mu Tianyang arrived, she was lying weakly in bed, her face flushed an unnatural red.

Mu Tianyang insisted on taking her to see a doctor, but she refused, saying that she had already seen a doctor and gotten her medicine, and that as long as she took the medicine on time, rested more, and was in a good mood, everything would be fine.

Seeing that she wasn't feeling well, Mu Tianyang felt anxious. He fed her her medicine and talked to her. At noon, he asked her what she wanted to eat. She looked pale and said sweetly, "I haven't had Daddy's cooking in so long, can you cook for me?"

Ever since Mu Yaoqian's mother died, she had become distant from him. Although Mu Tianyang doted on her in every way, Mu Yaoqian never accepted it, always believing that he had cheated on her and caused her mother's death. So many years have passed, and seeing Mu Yaoqian acting coquettishly towards him, he couldn't help but recall her adorable appearance as a child.

Suddenly, his eyes reddened, and he said repeatedly, "I made this for you to eat, you just rest."

Mu Yaoqian nodded, like an obedient child. But as soon as Mu Tianyang entered the kitchen, she sat up, a sinister glint flashing in her eyes. No matter what, she would never let Mu Tianyang go to America with Yan's mother for surgery. If his family wanted his father to be a sucker and pay for their surgery, they would have to ask her for permission first!

In the kitchen, Mu Tianyang was cooking when his phone rang. It was Yan's mother calling to ask about Mu Yaoqian's situation.

Mu Tianyang simply said it was nothing serious, just a minor illness, and he would go back in a couple of days.

"Don't worry about me. Just stay with Yao Qian. If it really doesn't work out, don't come with me. I'm fine on my own. Besides, the doctors here are going with me. It'll be okay."

"How can that be? This is such a big matter, I definitely have to go. You get some rest, I'll be back soon." Mu Tianyang hung up the phone, glanced outside the kitchen, and couldn't help but sigh.

During the meal, he told Mu Yaoqian that he was going back tomorrow and would be going to the United States in the next few days.

Mu Yaoqian was so angry that her stomach ached: "I'm still sick, can't you wait until I'm better before you leave?"

Mu Tianyang frowned: "Your illness is minor, but your aunt's is serious. I should be by her side right now. You're all grown up now, you can't always act like a child."

Mu Yaoqian finally couldn't hold back any longer. She slammed her chopsticks heavily on the table and shouted, "Her serious illness is retribution. She killed my mother. Even if she went to America, she couldn't get better. She deserves it and should go and apologize to my mother!"

"Shut up!" Mu Tianyang snapped angrily. "What kind of nonsense are you spouting?"

"Did I say something wrong? There are so many women in the world, and there are plenty of young and beautiful ones. If you had no relationship with that woman before, why did you insist on marrying her? Have you considered my deceased mother, or my feelings? I am your daughter, and you actually married the woman who killed my mother. How am I supposed to feel about this!" Mu Yaoqian shouted excitedly.

Mu Tianyang gasped sharply, at a loss for words to communicate with Mu Yaoqian. She stubbornly believed that Yan's mother had killed her, and no amount of refutation could change her mind.

"What do you want me to tell you that your mother's death has nothing to do with her? I've already explained it very clearly, can't you be a little more sensible?"

"If I were ignorant, that woman wouldn't even be allowed to enter our house!"

"You did that for my company!" Mu Tianyang was furious, glaring at Mu Yaoqian. "Do you think I don't know your little schemes? You only compromised because you wanted the shares in my hands and coveted my family fortune. What, now that you have them, you're starting to cause trouble? You blame me for not considering your feelings, but have you, as my daughter, ever thought about me?"

All these years, besides asking for money, has she ever treated him like a father? Mu Tianyang felt both tired and heartbroken.

"Yes! I just want the money, I'm after your company, shouldn't I? I'm your daughter, if you don't leave the company and shares to me, who do you want to give them to? That mother and daughter? Impossible!"

"You're utterly unreasonable!" Mu Tianyang clenched his fist, slammed it on the table, and grabbed his things to leave.

Mu Yaoqian certainly disagreed with his going back. What would he do there? Be a sucker?

She reached out to pull Mu Tianyang, but Mu Tianyang, still angry, forcefully shook off her arm. Mu Yaoqian lost her balance and fell to the ground. Mu Tianyang felt a pang of heartache, afraid she would get hurt. He wanted to help her up, but remembering her unreasonable behavior, he steeled himself and walked away.

Mu Yaoqian had really fallen; she clutched her stomach, her brows furrowed tightly. "Dad, it hurts..."

Mu Tianyang paused, seeing her discomfort, he couldn't help but go back to help her, "Yao Qian, what's wrong? Tell Daddy quickly, where does it hurt?"

"Dad, please don't go to America with her, okay? She killed Mom..." Mu Yaoqian said, holding him tightly.

Mu Tianyang angrily pushed her away, got up and walked out, saying, "You can reflect on your actions by yourself!"

"Dad, it hurts... my stomach hurts..." Mu Yaoqian had no thoughts left; she was now drenched in cold sweat from the pain.

Mu Tianyang turned around and saw her pale face, curled up on the ground, with blood gushing out from beneath her. He was terrified and rushed over, "Yao Qian, what happened?"

"I don't know, my stomach hurts so much... down there..."

Mu Tianyang finally saw it clearly this time, and his expression suddenly turned strange. But considering Mu Yaoqian's current situation, he couldn't care less about anything else and carried her to the hospital.

The doctor examined him and diagnosed an ectopic pregnancy. Mu Tianyang was stunned, as if struck by lightning, standing there speechless for a moment. It wasn't until the doctor asked him to sign the consent form for the surgery that he reacted, and tremblingly signed his name.

After the surgery, Mu Yaoqian was wheeled into the ward. Mu Tianyang looked at her with a conflicted expression. Mu Yaoqian felt a little guilty and timidly called out to him, "Dad..."

"Are you still going to tell me you don't have a boyfriend?" Mu Tianyang asked painfully, unsure whether to blame himself for not being a good father all these years, or to blame Mu Yaoqian for not knowing how to cherish herself. But it was too late to say anything now…