"What do you mean, Lu Chengming? Are you doubting me? Don't you know if the child is yours?" Lin Xiaohui knew that nothing she said now would help. If Lu Chengming got the test results, she would be finished.
Furious, she wished she had considered a blood type check when buying the child.
"You gave birth in your hometown, didn't you?" Lu Chengming said softly. He wasn't in the mood to argue now; he just wanted to wait for the results.
"I went back to my hometown back then because I was angry with you. Chengming, I promise the child is yours. If you trust me, come home with me now, and we'll live a good life from now on." Lin Xiaohui reached out to grab him.
"If you want to go back, go back by yourself." Lu Chengming threw her hand away and said coldly, then fell silent.
Seeing that he was determined to wait for the results, Lin Xiaohui felt both anxious and scared, unsure whether to stay or go.
"Chengming..."
"Lu Yang's guardian?" A young nurse approached from a distance, holding a lab report. Lin Xiaohui felt her vision blacken as if all her strength had been drained. Her face, whether from nervousness or fear, instantly lost all color.
Lu Chengming took the report and saw the 'B' blood type, which felt particularly glaring. His face immediately turned ashen.
"Chengming, listen to me. It's not what you think. I really thought I was pregnant then, but on our wedding day, I suddenly got my period. I couldn't tell you the truth at the time… I did all this because I loved you too much and didn't want to lose you."
"Bitch!" Lu Chengming exploded in fury. He slapped Lin Xiaohui across the face with the lab report, a solid blow whose sound immediately echoed through the hospital corridor.
Lin Xiaohui felt a sharp pain in her cheek and a metallic taste in her mouth.
Glancing at Lin Xiaohui, then at the 'bastard' on the stool from who-knew-where, Lu Chengming turned and fled. He feared that if he stayed another moment, he would strangle them with his own hands.
He walked out of the hospital and onto the street, suddenly feeling lost, not knowing where to go.
He no longer wanted to return to the home he shared with Lin Xiaohui, and his own home had no place for him anymore. After hesitating for a long time, he changed direction and decided to go to Zhao Hong's shop. Zhao Hong was the only person he could think of now.
Not long after he started walking, Lu Chengming suddenly stopped.
Not far away, two figures, a man and a woman, came into view. The woman was gentle and beautiful, the man tall and upright, especially striking in his green military uniform.
They were holding hands with a boy of about six or seven, and all three of them laughed as they said something.
Lu Chengming's grim face twisted for a moment. Recalling past events, he had been the first to fancy Chen Lishu, but she had been unappreciative and had always disdained him.
Later, when he returned to the provincial capital, it was because of Chen Lishu that he had gone to the detention center, and he had even been expelled from the family, only to discover that the son he had always believed to be his own was not.
Watching the family of three walk away, Lu Chengming continued towards Zhao Hong's shop.
...
"Big Sister, see if there's any work you can arrange for me?"
Wang Dazhu was used to the busy training in the military camp. Wang Aixiang had told him to stay upstairs, but within ten minutes, he was restless and couldn't help but come down.
"No need. Lishu said your arm isn't fully recovered and you can't exert yourself. Just rest for now."
"My arm is almost healed, and it's my left arm that's injured. My right arm is perfectly fine."
To prove his point, Wang Dazhu deliberately slammed his arm against the wall twice, producing a loud "thump, thump."
Wang Aixiang was startled. Seeing that if she didn't agree, he might just tear the house down, she thought for a moment and said, "There's a half-package of clothes upstairs. Help me bring it down."
"Okay, I'm going right now." Wang Dazhu replied happily and turned to run upstairs to get the items.
After giving the instruction, Wang Aixiang didn't pay much attention. Just then, a customer entered the shop, and she went to attend to them.
Wang Dazhu brought down the half-package of clothes. Seeing that Wang Aixiang was busy, he guessed she might want to put the clothes on the shelves and voluntarily helped, folding the clothes neatly and placing them on the racks.
When Wang Aixiang finished with the customer and turned around, she saw him standing with his back to her, busy. She thought he was quite diligent, despite being a bit clumsy.
However, when she got closer, she almost fainted at the sight of his work.
While the clothes were folded neatly, they were stacked like a pyramid, with one item on top of another, already more than a dozen pieces.
"Dazhu, let me do it." Wang Aixiang wanted to ask him if he could look at how the other items were placed before working, but considering he wasn't a professional, she swallowed her words.
"Did I place them incorrectly? I saw there weren't enough hangers, so I folded them all first."
"Mhm." Wang Aixiang nodded, separated the clothes and pants, and placed them on different shelves.
"Can you assign me some more work?" Wang Dazhu stood by with his hands clasped, looking as innocent as a child being reprimanded.
"Go take the clothes off the mannequin and put this one on instead."
"All right." Wang Dazhu was very happy to receive the task and immediately set to work.
Wang Aixiang thought it was a simple matter. However, before she could finish folding the clothes, she heard two "crackling" sounds. She turned her head to see the mannequin's head drooping and one of its arms had fallen off.
She was furious. The mannequins had been fine standing there for over a year, but as soon as he touched them, they all broke. However, out of consideration for Chen Lishu's feelings, she couldn't say much. Pointing at the culprit, she sighed helplessly, "Wang Dazhu, oh Wang Dazhu, you really dropped the ball on this one!"
...
"Why are you here at this hour? Don't you know this street is full of Jin Kun's men? If anyone sees you and it gets back to him, we'll both be finished."
When Zhao Hong saw him enter, she instinctively went to close the shop door.
"Xiaohong, you said that day you wanted to divorce Jin Kun and remarry me. Does that still count?" Lu Chengming asked, staring into her eyes.
Zhao Hong's eyes lit up, and a look of joy appeared on her face. "Of course, it counts. But what about Lin Xiaohui..."
"Don't mention that bitch to me!" Lu Chengming gritted his teeth and told Zhao Hong about Lin Xiaohui's fake pregnancy, followed by her fake childbirth and buying a baby from outside.
Zhao Hong was shocked. "She actually... she."
After "she" for a while, Zhao Hong couldn't find any suitable words to describe Lin Xiaohui.
"Let's not talk about her," Lu Chengming said. "Since you still want to be with me, I have an idea now that I guarantee will allow us to live a good life together after it's done. If you agree, I swear I'll only be good to you from now on, and no one else will be in my eyes."
Seeing his serious expression, Zhao Hong couldn't help but ask curiously, "What idea?"