"Yan Yan, where are you going?" Mo Yixuan quickly ran up to her and held her hand tightly when he saw that she was about to leave.

He Xiyan turned to look at him and she looked a little tired. After all, she was pregnant and had been out for a while. Furthermore, she had become a little agitated earlier so she looked exhausted and her face was rather pale.

She pursed her lips and looked very calmly at Mo Yixuan. Her gaze was even a little distant.

After a short pause, she said coolly, "I'll be heading home now. You should go home too, take good care of your son and give him all your love for he would be your closest relative in the future. As for myself, I don't hate you and only wish you well. I hope that you would do the same. Yixuan, if you have truly loved me, please give me your blessings. Also, I hope that you won't look for Ye Hao any longer. If he didn't let you off the previous time, you would have already been jailed. Please think about your son and don't cause any more trouble because of me. I'm not worth it, it really isn't worth it."

Then, she turned back and looked toward the door. She had already said her piece so if he continued to be so obstinate, she couldn't do anything about that either. She even brought up his child in the end because she knew that his son was the most important person to him. She guessed that he probably wouldn't do anything illegal for his son's sake.

She rubbed her belly as these thoughts ran through her mind. Her stomach suddenly started to hurt again. She even…

He Xiyan realized that something was wrong and rushed out. She didn't even have the time to rush to the restroom and squatted on the floor and held her stomach.

"Blargh…."

Soon, she retched out a small pile of acidic vomit.

"Blargh…"

She felt another wave of nausea and vomited whatever she ate that afternoon.

Mo Yixuan was so worried that his face turned pale. He quickly stooped down to stroke her back.

"Yan Yan, what's wrong?" He asked anxiously.

He Xiyan looked even worse after she vomited and she looked as though she was completely sapped of energy.

She shook her head and used the wall to support her as she walked toward the reception.

Mo Yixuan put his arms around her shoulder and helped her along the way. He was extremely worried.

She seemed fine earlier, so why was she vomiting now? Did she catch a cold? Or was she suffering from gastritis again?

The waitress gave He Xiyan a cup of water and a packet of tissue, then helped her to the restroom.

He Xiyan rinsed her mouth and washed her face in the restroom. Her complexion looked even paler under the light and her limbs were a little cold. Sweat had even formed on her back.

"Miss He, why don't you ask your friend to send you to the hospital? You don't look too good," the waitress said kindly when she saw that she didn't look too well. She was afraid that this woman would vomit once more at their cafe and that others get the wrong impression that their food was unclean, causing their customer to vomit. This would affect their business.

He Xiyan waved at the waiter and thanked him.

"I'll flag down a cab and go home. Please give me the bill, I'll pay with my phone."

Mo Yixuan had been standing outside the restroom and his forehead was filled with sweat because he was so anxious. He knew that she tended to suffer from gastric issues and was even hospitalized a few years ago because of gastroenteritis. Now that she was inexplicably vomiting again, he was worried that her gastric had flared up again.

"Yan Yan, let's go to the hospital." He immediately rushed forward to carry her the moment she stepped out of the restroom. He ignored her protests and carried her out of the cafe.