"Liuying, I hope you won't tell Tianyou about the things I told you! Please help me keep it a secret!"
Zhuang Zixin looked at Su Liuying and pleaded, "I'm afraid if he knows about my condition, he won't agree to let me do this. But I'm really not afraid of dying, as long as I can safely deliver this child into his hands!"
"But..."
Su Liuying looked at her, puzzled, "This is such a big deal, shouldn't Tianyou know?"
"I'm begging you!"
Zhuang Zixin was almost in tears, but she controlled her emotions and said, "I don't want Tianyou to know. I don't want him to feel guilty because of me! I can only stay by his side for a few months. The doctor said there's an eighty percent chance I'll die on the operating table during delivery..."
"Sigh..."
Su Liuying sighed, nodded, and agreed, "Alright..."
