"This is my business. Are you really planning to be with someone who betrayed you?"
"Of course. Otherwise, things wouldn't have ended between us."
Gu Xichen reiterated coolly, "It was I who initiated the breakup. You merely complied."
She let out a cold laugh. "From the moment I found out you had another woman, you were already finished in my heart. Whether you said it first or not, I had already said goodbye to you. So now that you've landed in this mess… shall we call it karma, or shall we simply call it karma? Hahaha…"
Her words made Gu Xichen's nostrils flare with rage.
"You're that pleased with yourself?"
"Ecstatic. Practically euphoric."
She didn't give him the chance to reply and ended the call at once.
"Are you going to the hospital to see her?" she asked.
Long Yubei nodded. "It would be even better if you'd come with me."
Those words…
Her eyes softened into a smile. "I'd be delighted."
When Long Yubei arrived at the hospital, He Meiwei was lying in a VIP suite, receiving an IV drip.
He entered first—Gu Lili had stepped into the restroom.
Thinking he had come alone, He Meiwei's mood brightened slightly. "You came."
"How are you feeling?"
"Not well." At the thought of her predicament, tears welled up in her eyes. "I envy Gu Lili so much. She became your wife. She has her health. I have nothing… and I'm not long for this world."
"Don't say that," Long Yubei replied calmly. "Before I came, I instructed people to find the most suitable donor match for you. Once it's found, you'll be able to have the surgery. As long as you follow up with your medication, you can live for a long time."
"Really?"
He gave her a reassuring nod. "Just wait patiently for good news. And don't do anything reckless like last night again. You're still young."
Her tears flowed harder at his words. "I regret it… so much."
He remained silent, offering no response.
"I regret leaving without a word. If I had stayed… even if I died today, I wouldn't have had any regrets."
To Long Yubei, such words meant little now. Time could not be turned back, and the past could not be reclaimed.
"Focus on your recovery. That's what matters now."
"She probably wasn't happy that you came here," He Meiwei said quietly.
"No," he replied. "She came with me. She's just in the restroom."
Upon hearing that, He Meiwei's mood soured at once. "I don't want to see her flaunting her position. She's your wife now. I can't bear to face her—I'm utterly humiliated. Take her home. I'm not dying anytime soon."
She turned her tear-streaked face away from him.
"I'll have the nurse take care of you," he said gently. He understood her bitterness, but he could not let her continue to hope. He would not give her that illusion.
Watching him turn away, she called out anxiously, "You're really leaving?"
"What else?" Long Yubei glanced back. "Didn't you just tell me to go?"
"I was speaking out of anger. Can't you tell? Can't you comfort me, like you used to?"
With a sigh, he sat back down in the chair beside her, gazing at her quietly. "For the sake of the past, I'll help you—and I won't ask you to repay me. But you need to understand one thing: I'm married now. We're over. I can't coax you the way I once did."
"I understand that already. You don't need to say it again." Her voice was hollow, her eyes dim. "Just tell me this—why did you marry her? I don't believe there's love between you."