Chapter 260 The Harsh Truth (1/2)

Xin Qing stared at Young Master Shen in stupor, her eyes pleading and hopeful at the same time.

”Xiao Qingqing...” Young Master Shen trailed off, unable to bring himself to express the words that were now stuck inside his throat.

Zhang Mi grew anxious. ”Just spit it out, d*mn it!”

Xin Qing sat down slowly and stared down at her hands. ”Whatever it is, just tell me,” she said.

Young Master Shen took the seat across from her. After a moment, he finally said, ”That listening device inside Ah Cang's body is actually a miniature bomb.”

”Ah!” Zhang Mi yelled, covering her mouth.

Xin Qing felt her body sway from side to side. ”And then?”

”There's one in Rong Siman's body as well. The trigger condition for the bomb has something to do with her heart. The moment her pulse drops below a certain rate, the bomb inside Ah Cang's body will go off.”

”What rate...? What?” Zhang Mi asked stupidly.

”The human heart will beat somewhere between 60 to 100 times per minute. So if her heart beats less than 60 times per minute, there's a huge possibility that the bomb will go off. Also, there's no way to dismantle or remove the bomb because it is buried directly underneath Ah Cang's heart. It would totally impossible to remove it using present-day surgical techniques,” Young Master Shen explained.

”Also, the moment the bomb inside Rong Siman's body is removed from her body, the bomb inside Ah Cang will go off as well.” Young Master Shen's face turned grim. ”That woman would rather put her own life on the line to obtain Ying Qingcang.”

”In other words, Ying Qingcang won't be able to survive even if Rong Siman dies?” Zhang Mi leaped to her feet. ”What kind of crazy sh*t is this? Is that woman a f*ck*ng psychopath?”

A long silence ensued, and they both noticed the way Xin Qing was just sitting there quietly without moving a single muscle.

”Xin Qing...” Zhang Mi took the seat beside her. ”Um... Hey, don't panic first, okay? It's not like the problem can't be solved, right? I mean, Boss Wan and the others are still working on it!”

Young Master Shen, too, offered his words of encouragement, ”That's right. Nothing is certain yet. With modern technology, pretty much anything can be solved.”

Xin Qing slowly raised her head, revealing her face that had become as pale as a sheet. Even her lips had a tinge of green in them. With hazy and unfocused eyes, Xin Qing glanced around her office. Then, she stood up suddenly. ”I need to see him... I need to see him.”

Before they knew it, they saw Xin Qing's eyes rolling to the back of her head and her body tipping backwards. Young Master Shen sprang to his feet and caught her just in time. ”We've got to get her to a hospital!”

Xin Qing felt as if she was in some kind of dream. In the dream, she was all alone, and she was running. She ran, and ran for dear life. After a while, she saw Ying Qingcang standing inside a light beam, reaching out his hand to her. Xin Qing screamed his name sprinted towards the light beam, though she never seemed to be able to get close enough to take his hand no matter how hard she ran.

The next thing she knew, Ying Qingcang's body was shattering into pieces like a broken mirror.

”No! Don't!” She screamed loudly and finally opened her eyes.

Zhang Mi, Young Master Shen, Monica, Ah Nan and Ah Che were all standing around her bed. Seeing that Xin Qing was now awake, everyone could finally breathe again.

”Xin Qing, how are you feeling?” Zhang Mi asked. There was a strange expression on Zhang Mi's face, and it was not just Zhang Mi; in fact, Xin Qing found that everyone else had very strange looks on their faces.

Xin Qing closed her eyes. ”What's wrong with me?” She asked.

Zhang Mi gazed at Xin Qing steadily. ”There's nothing wrong with you,” Zhang Mi said. ”You're just pregnant, that's all.”

In an instant, Xin Qing's eyes were as wide as saucers. She stared at everyone, her mouth agape.

Everyone nodded at her. Then, Monica reached out to stroke Xin Qing's belly. ”Yes, you're pregnant. Just over 40 days.”

”I... I'm pregnant?” Xin Qing stared down at her own belly. ”Seriously?”

A conflicted look formed on Zhang Mi's face. ”The most important question is this. Who's the father? Jiang Qianren?”

”Idiot!” Young Master Shen said, smacking Zhang Mi upside her head. ”Of course it belongs to Ah Cang.”

”Since when have those two been having secret liaisons?” Zhang Mi paused, staring at Xin Qing. Then, she asked, ”Is it true?”

Xin Qing nodded weakly. Her expression right then was a mixture of shock and joy, until she remembered Ying Qingcang and the crisis that he was in. That was when her face fell.

”Listen to me. You're not living just for yourself right now. You have to be strong for the sake of the baby.” Young Master Shen patted Xin Qing's head. ”All of us are putting out minds together to find a solution, including Ah Cang himself. Everything he's done so far was all because he wanted to return to your side. What is he supposed to do if you're the one who gives up first?”

Drops of Xin Qing's tears splashed down on the back of her hand. Slowly, her tears accumulated on her hand to form a transparent droplet. After a while, she sniffed and started rubbing her face with her hands. Then, she raised her head to face everyone.

”You're right,” Xin Qing said. ”Ah Cang is still waiting for me to save him. I need to stay brave and strong. I can't quit!”

Her words brought smiles to everyone's faces. Then, Young Master Shen asked, ”Do you want us to tell Ah Cang about your pregnancy?”

”Please do!” Xin Qing answered without even the slightest hint of hesitation. ”It will give him a reason not to give up. He hadn't been by my side when Wangwang was born. This time, I want him to witness the birth of this baby with his own eyes!”

After his meeting, Ying Qingcang noticed his secretary skulking around.

When Ying Qingcang returned to his office, he saw that his secretary had followed him into the office as well. ”Is there something you want to tell me?” Ying Qingcang asked.

Secretary Ding shook his head. ”Oh, it's nothing, boss. I was just wondering if I may get off work earlier, I mean if you've got no other tasks for me today. I've got some family matters that I need to take care of!”

”You may,” Ying Qingcang said and frowned when he saw Secretary Ding placing a slip of paper onto his desk.