Hearing what he said, Lan Xinxixi smiled faintly, then finally opened her mouth: "What I’m wondering about isn’t that."

"Then what is it?"

"What I want to know is, you really do love An Nan, right? And you don’t need to deny anything?"

Zhan Qiyi’s lips lifted in a slight curve, and he waved his hand carelessly as he said, "I never tried to deny anything. I’m not planning to deny it either. I believe anyone with eyes can see how much I love An Nan. Even though she’s already married, this feeling has never faded from my heart, and I probably won’t be able to forget her for the rest of my life. But you can absolutely relax—I have never thought about destroying her marriage. Maybe it’s like that cliché everyone always says: when you love someone, just seeing her happy makes you happy too. Maybe a lot of you think that line is stupid, but to me, that’s what love is. As long as Nannan is happy, I’ll be happy. I can even spend my whole life quietly guarding her from behind, without a single complaint."

The two women in the car were utterly shocked after hearing this. They stared at the man in front of them, whose face was perfectly calm, finding it hard to believe that those words had just come out of his mouth.

Only the assistant driving the car remained completely composed. No one understood his own boss’s deep feelings for Miss Lin better than he did. Most of the time he couldn’t really understand it either, but he still very much admired his boss’s broad heart, because not everyone can do that—at least, he knew he himself couldn’t.

As the car continued to slowly move forward, Lan Xinxixi’s voice, full of admiration, kept echoing inside: "I think I’m going to support you in continuing to pursue An Nan. I’m not someone who divides everything strictly into right and wrong. So what if that man is my brother? I never look at those fake labels. I think that for a woman to meet a man who loves her this much in her lifetime is a very happy thing. If they can be together, that would be just about the most perfect outcome. Even if they can’t, that man still has to know what a wonderful woman he has, and he needs to cherish her properly."

Zhan Qiyi was stunned after listening to her little speech.

Lan Xinxixi, hearing no response from him for a long time, couldn’t help pushing him again: "Say something, will you? Why aren’t you talking?"

Zhan Qiyi nodded blankly. "Got it."

In fact, he didn’t understand a thing—his thoughts were completely out of sync with the moment. Even as smart as he was, he still hadn’t figured out what this woman’s purpose was in saying all that to him.

But he wasn’t good at arguing with women, and he didn’t like chasing people with questions either. He could only keep nodding to show that he understood, then try to change the subject. If this went on, he really wouldn’t know what else he was supposed to say.

Luckily, the car pulled up at the hospital entrance a moment later, and everyone’s mood inside the vehicle instantly tightened again.

Lan Xinru had just reached for the handle to get out when the door was yanked open from the outside, and at the same time Zuo Qingfeng’s anxious voice rang out: "Xin Ru, come with me, quick. Nannan was taken into the operating room about half an hour ago. Mu Bai asked me to come get you."

Hearing that she had already been in the operating room for half an hour, Lan Xinru immediately rushed into the hospital at a near run.