Chapter 208 The Child Is His

Lu Jinghuai!

Song Shuran continued to cry, "The baby in my belly is Lu Jinghuai's, Brother Jiu, what should I do? What should I do? Wuuuuu..."

Fu Jiu was having trouble digesting this news. Wasn't Lu Jinghuai Song Shuran's uncle? How could the two of them...

"Ran Ran, how could you? Isn't he your uncle?"

Song Shuran shook her head: "No, we have no blood relationship!"

Hearing this, Fu Jiu breathed a sigh of relief.

"What did he do to you?"

"Brother Jiu, please don't ask me anymore, okay? I really don't want to talk about this. I think it's the shame of my life..." Whenever Song Shuran thought of everything Lu Jinghuai had done to her, she wished she could die.

"Okay, I won't tell you. I won't tell you! What are you going to do with the child?"

Fu Jiu was also very worried that her current emotions were a little extreme, so she didn't dare to ask any more questions.

"Child!" Song Shuran stretched out her hand and gently placed it on her lower abdomen, her eyes full of determination: "I will give birth to the child. If Lu Jinghuai doesn't want it, I will raise it myself!"

"Silly boy, you still have me. I will raise the child with you!"

"Then you don't want your Third Master anymore?"

"No, all men are pigs. When grandma wakes up, we will take the children and grandma to find a small town to live out the rest of our lives! We will open a small shop. We don't ask for great wealth, but for a peaceful life..."

Fu Jiu began to plan the lives of the three of them. Song Shuran seemed to have seen their future, and a smile finally appeared on her face.

She told Fu Jiu everything that happened during her escape, including how Chu Xiuci had his fingers chopped off by Lu Jinghuai.

Fu Jiu was completely stunned. The gentle and elegant actor on the big screen could actually do such a cruel thing.

This was hard for Fu Jiu to believe, and she completely turned from a fan to a hater.

Song Shuran covered her face and cried bitterly: "Brother Jiu, please help me go and see if Senior Chu is okay. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry for him!"

"Okay, I'll go check on him for you. Don't blame yourself too much."

Song Shuran choked up and said, "How can I not blame myself? If I hadn't called him to bail me out, he wouldn't have been hurt by that devil. His hands were born for piano, but now everything is ruined because of me..."

In Fu Jiu's memory, every time Chu Xiuci appeared, it was on the stage, and Song Shuran dragged her to watch his competition. The boy gave people the impression of being an elegant gentleman, with a faint smile always on his face.

Fu Jiu didn't know if someone who lived for the piano would be unable to hold on after losing the most important thing in his life...

By noon, Lu Jinghuai still hadn't returned to the ward. Ning Yuan called to ask when Fu Jiu would be home, and she asked Ning Yuan to buy some food and bring it over.

In less than half an hour, Ning Yuan knocked on the door of the ward with food.

After Fu Jiu had lunch with Song Shuran in the ward, Gu Sihan called. Fu Jiu stood up and answered the phone, feeling a little embarrassed.

"When will you be back?"

"Right away, don't rush her. She's in a bad mood and I want to spend more time with her."

Hearing this, Gu Sihan said childishly, “I’m not in a good mood either. Come home and accompany me!”

Fu Jiu was speechless. How could this man be so childish? He was jealous of such a thing.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Jiu said goodbye to Song Shuran before leaving the hospital.