Melody blushed slightly.
Always proud and arrogant, unwilling to yield in love, she began to reflect on herself.
Seeing Lu Qingxu in pain, did you really not feel heartbroken?
Could you guarantee you would still be happy after leaving him?
No, you couldn't. She couldn't leave Lu Qingxu anymore.
It was just that Lu Qingxu had spoiled her. He was always gentle and considerate, as if he didn't need her reflection, so she truly didn't reflect.
"Then what do you want? I'll listen to you, accept chemotherapy, have surgery, and that's loving you?"
Zhan Beijue coldly interjected.
"You're a smart person. If you insist on pretending to be confused when you know the truth, no one can do anything about you."
"You're very right about one thing. There are plenty of beautiful women in this world, and Lu Qingxu has plenty of opportunities to choose from, he just doesn't want to."
"Do you think he won't fall in love with someone else again if you die? Impossible."
"Life is so long, and excellent people are like scales. Sooner or later, someone will replace you."
"You're just punishing yourself, you can't punish anyone."
"This is the last time I'll advise you to see a doctor. After this meal, give me your answer. If you insist on refusing, do as you please."
"And I've decided, Lu Qingxu is not allowed to follow you anymore. It's not worth it to sacrifice for someone as heartless as you."
"Go to the United States to wait for death. I'll take him back to Nancheng and introduce him to several more girlfriends, and we'll see who can't leave whom."
After Zhan Beijue's ruthless scolding, Melody became obedient.
Although all three had their own thoughts, they were truly hungry, and lunch was quiet.
In less than an hour, everyone put down their chopsticks. It was time to give an answer.
Zhan Beijue looked at Melody with a very aggressive gaze, as if to say: Don't keep them waiting with your indecisiveness; give them a clear answer now.
Lu Qingxu sat beside her pitifully, like a wronged little wife, looking at her.
Melody stared at the empty plates and thought for a few seconds, then secretly took his hand under the table.
"I want to be the most beautiful cancer patient in the world. No matter what, I will wear makeup every day. You are not allowed to stop me."
She agreed to accept treatment, and Lu Qingxu was overjoyed and moved to tears.
He grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms with a "bang," holding her head tightly.
"I promise you, I promise! I'll go learn makeup when we get back, and I'll help you with it then!"
Zhan Beijue took the mother and son back to Nancheng, while they went to Hangcheng.
On the night they returned to Nancheng, Zhan Beijue asked Jiang Nan Fang to invite Mrs. Gao out for dinner.
"Invite her out for dinner? With what excuse?"
"Just say my sister is getting engaged and invite her and Director Gao to be the witnesses. Make sure she graces us with her presence."
Jiang Nan Fang: "...You didn't want him to know about our relationship before?"
"Before, I gave her too much face and overestimated them, not wanting to have a direct conflict. Now it seems completely unnecessary."
"From today onwards, we are as we were. We'll do as we please."
"I want to brazenly expose the true colors of these two old foxes."
A private room was booked at a seven-star hotel. Zhan Beijue personally invited Director Gao, and the two men arrived first.
After sitting down and exchanging pleasantries, Jiang Nan Fang and Mrs. Gao also arrived.
Seeing that they were the only four people present, Mrs. Gao smiled and said.
"On the way here, I was telling Nan Fang that Mr. Zhan actually has a sister. Baidu Baike doesn't even know about this."
"It's truly an honor for us to be invited to be witnesses for the engagement of such a reclusive Miss Zhan."
Zhan Beijue looked at Mrs. Gao with a forced smile.
"How could you not know? Although Baidu Baike doesn't know, I believe Mrs. Gao has eyes everywhere and ears everywhere, so you must know about this."
"Don't be modest. Being well-connected is being well-connected; that's your capability. Many people envy it and can't achieve it, so why do you always package yourself as if you're naive and inexperienced?"
Mrs. Gao, who was "naive and inexperienced," blinked her innocent big eyes.
"Mr. Zhan, what do you mean by that? Lao Gao, do you understand? I don't understand."
Director Gao also put on a look of confusion and looked at Zhan Beijue.
"Mr. Zhan, what do you mean?"
"It seems your memories are not very good. Then I'll call someone to remind you."
Zhan Beijue picked up his phone and made a call.
"Why aren't you here yet?"
"I was delayed by a last-minute company matter, but I'll be there soon... If it's already started, I won't come up."
"Don't be like that. You're the elder brother. What kind of situation is this if you don't come at a crucial moment? We're waiting; we won't start without you."
Hu Jiasheng hurriedly stopped his car and was led upstairs by a waiter.
He pushed open the door and saw only four people sitting in the private room. While confused, he still had to greet everyone.
Then he sat next to Zhan Beijue.
Zhan Beijue watched Mrs. Gao's face the entire time.
This woman was indeed an old fox.
Only Hu Jiasheng's eyes showed a slight tremor the moment he entered, but he quickly returned to normal.
Look at him now, acting as if it has nothing to do with him, pretending not to know.
"Director Gao, Mrs. Gao, let me introduce you. This is my half-brother, Hu Jiasheng. He's also a person who can't be found on Baidu Baike. But I'm sure you two are very familiar with him."
Hu Jiasheng was stunned and looked at Mrs. Gao.
It seemed he understood what Zhan Beijue was saying.
But he had lost contact with his birth mother since he was a hundred days old. For so many years, he hadn't seen her even once, nor dared to inquire.
He couldn't even believe that this woman in front of him was his birth mother.
Director Gao saw that Zhan Beijue was getting more and more outrageous and disrespectful, so he stopped acting.
He pulled his face down and snorted coldly.
"What do you mean by calling us here tonight? If you have something to say, just say it directly."
"Haven't I been direct enough? Then fine, I'll be even more direct."
Zhan Beijue looked at Mrs. Gao leisurely.
"If I'm not mistaken, you are Hu Meiling, the barmaid who had a son with my father thirty-three years ago, aren't you?"
"Although the years are long, I can't find definitive evidence to prove your identity, but DNA doesn't lie..."
Mrs. Gao still maintained an indifferent demeanor, quietly sipping the tea in front of her.
Director Gao was so angry that he slammed the table.
"Talking nonsense! My wife's surname is clearly Li, how could she be Hu Meiling?"
"Misattribution. And you specifically arranged a reunion for them? What do you want? Zhan Beijue, don't go too far!"
Zhan Beijue looked calmly at the enraged man.
"Director Gao, your reaction is so strong. I guess there are only two possibilities."
"One, I've hit the mark, and you're getting angry to cover up your panic."
"Two, you've also been deceived by this Hu Meiling and can't believe what I'm saying."
"I believe that with your status and your experiences over the years, you couldn't possibly know nothing about her. So it must be the first case."
"We're all adults; no one is stupid. You've done so many bad things to me, and you thought I couldn't find any evidence? And you still want to deny it?"