My Beloved

Han Luo almost stumbled backward as some unexpected guests rushed toward her.

Looking down, she was surprised to see who gave her a warm hug.

"Pretty sister!"

"Pretty sister, are you sick?"

"Pretty sister, we heard you were hurt. I came to see you!"

"Pretty sis…"

Four quadruples of the same size warmed up Han Luo's heart instantly..

"Oh, my! What a pleasant surprise! Thank you so much for coming all the way here to see me." Her voice sweetened.

She was touched when she noticed they brought flowers for her.

Even Mo Yuan was a bit surprised and quickly composed himself.

"Ah Luo, don't stand for too long. You just woke up. You are still recovering," he calmly urged her. His voice was gentle, but his eyes coldly swept over four quadruples.

'Damn you, kids! How dare you almost throw my wife out of her feet! What if she fell and injured herself?'

His glare seemed to work on those quadruples.

The eldest one, Mu Lian, cleared his throat, trying to act like an elder.

"We are sorry to disturb your rest, pretty sister. We were so worried about you that we couldn't help it."

His gentlemanly and sincere attitude threw Han Luo off balance.

She bent and rubbed his head. "Don't worry about it. I'm glad that you all came to visit me. But whom did you come with?"

"I'm here, Xiao Luo." A sweet voice rang outside the room.

A charming lady entered the room. Her transparent black eyes showed her deepest thought and her olive tree-colored hair shone in the light.

She came forward and hugged Han Luo.

"Xiao Ling was right. We were concerned. How's your health? The doctor said you just woke up. Is it okay to walk so freely?"

Her genuine concern touched Han Luo's heart.

She realized that there were so many people who weren't related by blood who could care so much about someone.

"I'm all better now. I'm rested for a month. I came here to see if Yuan was going well. Many thanks to Uncle Feng that we are alive. Please sit down, Auntie Lan."

"They should've gone sooner. I've scolded them both on your behalf. You have suffered a lot, Xiao Luo." Mu Lan held her hands.

"Ah, you shouldn't have. We are grateful. Furthermore, compared to me, Yuan suffered more. I'm glad that Dr. Feng treated him. I don't know what I would have done if something were to happen to him."

Han Luo shuddered.

Mo Yuan gently held her hand and looked at Mu Lan.

"Madam Mu, thank you for everything that your family and friends have done for us. We really appreciate it," he gratefully bowed.

Mu Lan smiled at the couple. "You, young people, are too modest. Hurry up and recover. We will do our best to take care of you."

While Mo Yuan and her kids occupied the long couch, Han Luo sat on Mo Yuan's bed.

She hesitated before asking, "Um… I had a question. I vaguely heard from Uncle Feng that I'm his relative from his mother's side. Is it true?"

"Of course, it's not true! I lied!"

A voice came from the door.

Everyone saw Mu Feng and Lu Feng standing in front of the door. They smiled at the patients and came inside.

Han Luo's eyes dimmed. "Are you not my relative?"

"Not in the slightest. We don't know much about your mother. I already searched her background and found out that she was a talented police officer. You must be proud." Mu Feng patted her shoulder.

Han Luo's eyes welled up but she held back her tears.

"Yes, I'm proud of my parents." She couldn't agree more.

"I'm glad you have woken up. God knows what would have happened if we were late." Lu Feng took her wrist and checked her pulse.

Han Luo was slightly embarrassed. "You had your reason. Thank you so much for helping us. I didn't expect to be saved. I thought I was dead for sure."

Lu Feng said, "I did my best. I was notified that you have had a trauma since childhood. You can't stand seeing blood. Do you want to check with a psychiatrist?"

Han Luo shook her head. "I've seen many and taken many therapies but never worked."

"The trauma is related to your car accident, isn't it? Your mother died on the spot," Mu Feng mentioned.

Han Luo nodded. "Yes, I was in my mommy's embrace. She hugged me tightly so that I wouldn't get hurt. She died protecting me."

A heavy silence fell on the room. Mo Yuan squeezed her hand but still couldn't utter a word.

At that moment, someone approached her and hugged her knees.

"Pretty sister, your mommy wanted to save you. If it was me, I would have done the same. Because as long as you are alive, I'm happy. But if you blame yourself, I'll be sad. I'm sure your mommy feels the same."

Han Luo was stunned how the third riceball came and comforted her like an adult. She sensed a complex emotion in her chest.

A mother sacrificing her life to save her child is one thing, but for a child to protect someone else because of his innocent affection – it wasn't usually heard of.

She thought, 'Children are more innocent and purer. They don't have selfish reasons. They do what they want to do without thinking about the consequences.'

She hugged Mu Laquan and whispered, "Thank you, Xiao Uan. I will also do the same for you if that ever happens. So, you can't be sad, okay?"

After a pause, Mu Laquan nodded, "Okay!"

His brothers quietly observed his hidden confession. They were happy that he started to accept the fact that he could never have Han Luo.

That little child suffered from a high fever when he heard Han Luo got married to Mo Yuan!

This psychological impact was far too great.

If the boys didn't hide it from their parents, they wouldn't be here right now.

Mu Feng squinted his eyes and observed his nephew. Afterward, he cleared his throat to ease up the atmosphere.

"We have been searching about your car accident and found some news related to your mother. Would you like to hear more?"