Rebirth of the Villainous Female Boss

Xiao Qian sent everyone out, and then there were only her and Hu Meijing left in the room.

After a while, Hu Meijing opened her eyes, looking vacantly and desperately at the ceiling, silent tears flowing down her face.

Xiao Qian didn’t speak unless Hu Meijing did. She just sat silently beside her. It wasn’t until three hours had passed that Hu Meijing spoke in a hoarse voice.

“Why did he leave like this? We agreed to get married when he came back, how could he just leave like this?”

“Yeah, life is so unpredictable, and nobody knows what will happen in the next second.”

“I regret arguing with him now. If I hadn’t, would he still be okay? It’s all my fault. If only I had listened to him earlier and become someone who could control their emotions, and not vent all my anger on him, everything would be better.”

After he left, Hu Meijing regretted it and wanted to apologize to him, but she didn’t realize that when they parted ways, it would be for eternity.

“I promised to take her out and have fun, but then I got a big order and changed the time. She was so angry that she stopped talking to me and went to the tutoring class I signed her up for in a huff. That was the last time I saw her. If only I could have spent more time with her.”

“Who are you talking about?” Hu Meijing looked at Xiao Qian with puzzlement, only to find that Xiao Qian was standing by the window with her back to her, looking at the distance. There were teardrops falling onto the marble windowsill.

“Someone who was really important to me. Her appearance was unexpected, and so was her departure. After she left, my life was shattered. I tried hard to find the meaning of living on, but no matter what I did, I couldn’t bring her back. So, I understand your feelings.”

Xiao Qian’s voice seemed off, and Hu Meijing guessed that she might be crying.

“Yeah, with so many people in the world, why did it have to be him who left?”

“Exactly.”

“Can you understand how I feel?” Hu Meijing asked Xiao Qian.

“Yes, I cannot describe that kind of pain. It lingers in the depths of my heart. The more I want to forget about her, the clearer her memory becomes. I still can’t completely forget her. When she first left, I would wake up in the middle of the night and unconsciously go to her room to see if she had kicked off her quilt. Only when I arrived there would I realize that she was gone. Whenever I would pass her favorite western restaurant, I’d be reminded of her laughter. Even now, I rarely eat seafood because she loved it. Sometimes, when I see seafood at the supermarket, I want to buy it, but then I remember, who would I buy it for?”

“So you also had that kind of experience…” Hu Meijing seemed to have found an outlet for her emotions.

“From a pessimistic point of view, life is a journey destined for us to say goodbye. From the moment of birth until the end of life, we are constantly parting with our family, friends, children, and loved ones. These relationships will come to an end, and we don’t know when it will be over.”

“That’s true, but I would rather he didn’t want to marry me than for him to just disappear like this. Actually, the two of us weren’t very compatible. My temper is really bad, and he always indulged me. I took advantage of his love for me and always got angry with him. When my temper got out of control, I would say all kinds of hurtful things, including breaking up many times. Each time, he would chase after me. Now I regret it so much. I would have been better off breaking up with him earlier, and then he could find a woman with a better temper, and maybe he wouldn’t have died.”

As Hu Meijing spoke, she couldn’t help sobbing. Some words had been held in her heart for too long.

She couldn’t forgive herself.

“Go ahead and cry, I’ll be with you.”

The first step for Xiao Qian was to release the pressure in Hu Meijing’s heart. After the emotions were out, she would instill concepts in her. While doing this, Xiao Qian also released some of her emotions.

“The man I feel guilty about is called Liu Shuang. He was a very good man. He loved to laugh, and he treated me so well…”

“Are you willing to tell me the story between you two?”

“We met through an introduction. In fact, my motive at that time wasn’t very pure. I didn’t have a formal job, so I wanted to marry someone with a stable job. He had a steady job at the time, and when we got married, we would be stable as well. But when I first met him, I felt like I had known him for a long time. He was wearing a white shirt that day. Although my motives weren’t pure, I truly fell in love with him later on…”

Hu Meijing recalled the past, while Xiao Qian stood by the window, patiently listening. In fact, her mind was filled with memories of her time with her daughter.

Some things you think you can forget, but suddenly one day they’ll come to your mind, and the pain lingers. As she treated and healed others, Xiao Qian also had to face her own wounds time and again.

Walking a path, you lose something along the way until you reach the end of life. When a person comes into the world, they’re left alone when they leave.

By disappearing, you make those who care about you experience the pain of loss again, and the cycle repeats, generation after generation. This is the cruelty of life.

But after crying, you have to wipe away your tears and continue on this journey with no return. So, Boss Qian’s tears are only for herself.

As Xiao Qian treated Hu Meijing and guided her, Chu Xuan watched through the glass as Meijing cried in pain, his eyes filled with sorrow. He knew that the woman in the room, although she had the same face as his wife, did not belong to him at this moment.

This was also a kind of loss.

“…That’s what happened during the first treatment session. I spent several hours guiding her emotions, and now I plan to start the formal treatment.”

Xiao Qian recounted the treatment process to Professor Liu.

At this point, Professor Liu had already been untied. She was receiving an IV drip while leaning against the bedhead, and Uncle Liu stood beside her, fetching water for her and keeping an eye on the IV bag.

Looking closely, there were two scratch marks on Uncle Liu’s face. Realizing that Xiao Qian had been staring at his wounds, Uncle Liu glared at her.

See, what did I say? This old lady scratches people!

When untying her, she got scratched! And she scratched him on the face.

How would he face those little brats at work tomorrow if they saw this? Wouldn’t they laugh at him?

Uncle Liu could easily imagine that Yu Minglang would be the one leading the laughter.

Xiao Qian thought Liu’s expression was slightly cute. She returned to her emotions and continued to report the next step of the treatment plan to the professor.

“How is her physical health?” Professor Liu was worried about the baby in Hu Meijing’s belly.

Pregnant women should not have excessive emotional stress, especially during early pregnancy. Extreme joy or sadness can easily lead to miscarriage.

“The doctor just checked her and said her body is okay for now, and there is no sign of miscarriage yet. However, if she continues like this, it definitely won’t work. I can only focus on the adult, and whether or not the baby can stay will depend on fate.”

When dealing with such cases, Xiao Qian is particularly decisive. She is the attending physician in charge and cannot have the slightest hesitation or be too afraid to act. Not daring to act boldly can endanger both the child and the adult, and not everyone can have such courage.

“She doesn’t know she is pregnant now, right?” Professor Liu asked.