Chapter 01 The pregnant mistress came to the house and begged for a legitimate marriage
1993, Gusu, Suzhou.
New Year's Eve.
In the windows covered with newspapers and red bricks and green tiles, the cold winter wind was howling, and goose-feather-like rain and snow fell.
Zhong Qiao's mind was already in a mess. At this moment, he was holding a diagnosis in his hand, and his heart was indescribably complicated.
She is pregnant, pregnant again!
Just when she decided to divorce Xu Shaojun and go abroad to study literature again, she was pregnant with a new life.
If it wasn't that night when Xu Shaojun deliberately forced her to drink...
The obstetrician saw that her expression was full of reluctance, and then he looked at the medical record which showed that Zhong Qiao had already given birth to two children. If she gave birth to another, it would be considered an extra birth. He could not help but tactfully say that the embryo was only two months old and that an induced abortion could be scheduled for next month.
Zhong Qiao was stunned for a long time, then nodded in agreement.
The intern nurse handed her a list and couldn't help asking, "Comrade, do you need to discuss this with your husband?"
Zhong Qiao clumsily signed the form with her calloused hands. After a moment, she smiled wryly and shook her head, "I'm getting a divorce next month. From now on, I won't have a husband anymore, only my ex-husband."
The intern nurse sighed in her heart and didn't dare to ask any more questions. She simply exchanged a glance with the obstetrician, both of whom had pity in their eyes. Then she went out with a tray of glucose injection.
Zhong Qiao walked out of the hospital alone in a daze, his body soaked by the rain, and he forced out an expression that looked like he was crying but not crying.
She crumpled the diagnosis report into a ball, just like her anxious heart, and stuffed it into a fuzzy knitted pocket.
She only has herself to blame.
If I had listened to my parents and not chosen to be with Xu Shaojun, and not been coaxed into dropping out of school, I would have gone to Suzhou to work in a factory, endured harassment from my superiors, and worked hard to support Xu Shaojun's studies, exhausting myself, angering my father who suffered from high blood pressure to death, and forcing my mother, brother, and myself to break off relations.
Maybe she should have had a great life.
Several girls with fashionable permed hair passed by her.
Zhong Qiao was stunned. Through these young and beautiful girls, he caught a glimpse of the glass door of the shopping mall and suddenly saw what he looked like when he was 34 years old.
Like a balloon, it was filled to a body of 160 pounds and wrapped in a discounted, ill-fitting knitted sweater.
His sparse hair stuck to his scalp, his facial skin had lost moisture, revealing pores the size of sesame seeds, his eye bags were dark, wrinkles covered the corners of his eyes, and his expression was dim and haggard.
Zhong Qiao forced a wry smile, and the woman inside also laughed.
Like her, but not like her.
She clearly said in college that she would read all the literary classics before she turned 30, travel all over China, always pursue the literature she liked, and become the youngest, most beautiful and talented literary creator!
But now, she is just an ugly, fat, second-born married woman, oh no, about to be divorced.
When Zhong Qiao returned home and opened the door, he was stunned.
A strange woman with a big belly was observing her. There was disbelief and a bit of heartache in her eyes, as well as a subtle hint of joy when she saw Zhong Qiao's ordinary appearance.
The raindrops on my forehead fell down and into my eyes, causing a raw pain.
Zhong Qiao moved his lips and hesitated, "Who are you?"
The woman looked to be in her early twenties and was dressed comfortably, wearing an orange-pink suit jacket with a denim skirt. She wore very good-aged pearls around her neck and ears, which made her face look as gentle and elegant as jade. Her hair was waist-length, and even with her considerable belly, her beauty could not be concealed.
Before Zhong Qiao could say anything else, her knees went weak, tears rolled down her cheeks, and she knelt down.
"Please help us!"
Zhong Qiao's blood froze and his brain exploded.
She was not a fool and had long been aware of Xu Shaojun's dirty deeds, but when this day really came, her heart still ached.
The woman, heavily pregnant, held onto Zhong Qiao's legs with both hands, crying bitterly, "I'm sorry! I know it's wrong to destroy other people's families, but when I was with him, I really didn't know he was married. He's handsome and a professor. I was with him for two years and I fell in love with him. It wasn't until I got pregnant that I learned of your existence."
"I've been struggling with this and wanted to abort the child. I can't let the child be illegitimate, and I can't interfere with other people's marriages. But, I can't! I really can't do it!"
The woman cried breathlessly, as if she had suffered a great hurt. Because she was too pregnant, her belly was stretched all the time, and her face showed a hint of discomfort, but she still insisted on begging.
"Sister, you're a good person. I also heard from Ah Shao that he doesn't love you. You two have been separated for three years, so there's no love between you anymore, right? Why should a marriage certificate restrict your freedom for the next few decades?"
When she said this, the woman's tone gradually became a little sad.
"Please agree to a divorce! Please help Ah Shao and me! I'm getting older and older, and my child can't be without a father, nor can he always be a bastard! I can bear the stigma, but my child can't. You're a mother too, so you should understand how I feel as a mother."
This earnest persuasion, moral kidnapping, and attempt to use maternal love as a fig leaf for extramarital affairs are just to compete for a man who cannot control his lower body, snatch the pots and pans from her hands, and become a shrew.
As the victim, before she could say anything, this woman said everything she should and shouldn't say.
Zhong Qiao just found it funny and ignored her acting, looking around.
Xu Yulin, the youngest son who dropped out of school at the age of fifteen due to a fight, had a "Shamatte" hairstyle with half of his bangs covering one eye. He was playing games with his legs crossed in a careless manner, the old keyboard was clattering, and he was shouting "Kill, Kill" and was oblivious to everything that was happening.
Her tone was cold as ice.
"Yulin, did you open the door?"
Xu Yulin continued to indulge in the game, shaking half of his shaggy bangs. He replied calmly, "Yeah, Zhong Qiao, come on! Why don't you just listen to Aunt Li and divorce Dad sooner? That way, I can go back to Dad's big villa and not have to stay like a dog in this old, shabby little house like you!"
Zhong Qiao pursed her dry and chapped lips.
This old house was a single room she rented when she first came to Suzhou. It was very far away from the city, but the advantage was that the rent was cheap. Later, when she was with Xu Shaojun, she never had a house of her own. After giving birth to Xu Yulin and Xu Yingying, she only rented a living room and three bedrooms.
She had been married to Xu Shaojun and had lived in a house like this for nearly a decade. Was it old? Was it shabby?
She had been through hard times for too long and had become numb.
Li Fangfang's eyes, red from crying, revealed a mixture of malice and secret joy. She quickly stood up and pretended to be understanding and advised, "Yulin, how can you talk to your mother like that? This is wrong. Your mother must be so sad!"
Zhong Qiao glanced coldly at her pretentious expression, his stomach churning. He raised a hand and slapped it hard on her face which was covered with delicate makeup.
"Did I ask you to get up?"
The slap was delivered with full force, settling both old and new grudges.
Li Fangfang first felt a buzzing in her ears and her eyeballs were about to pop out, and then she felt an explosive pain on her face. Just as she was about to scream, Zhong Qiao started to swing his weapons left and right, making his palms numb. Perhaps it was an unfortunate coincidence that the bullet missed and hit Li Fangfang's mouth.
In a trance, Zhong Qiao felt that the flesh on her face was broken apart and soon swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Li Fangfang's hair was disheveled, the corner of her mouth was bleeding, one of the pearls on her ear was missing, she was dizzy and her eyes were blurry. She wanted to cry a few more times, but after the first slap, she didn't dare to speak anymore, let alone a few more slaps.
She was afraid that Zhong Qiao would go crazy again, so she immediately shrank her neck like a quail and dared not open her mouth.
Zhong Qiao looked at her and felt sad.
How ironic, how embarrassing!
After more than ten years of marriage, women appeared one after another, kneeling on the ground crying and begging her to agree to the marriage. All of them proved that her original choice was wrong. She had such bad vision. She broke off relations with her family and fell in love with the man she was head over heels for. What kind of disgusting person was he?
A sneer appeared on Zhong Qiao's lips. "Li Fangfang, do you really think that if I divorce him, you can give birth to this child and successfully take over?"
Li Fangfang quickly protected her stomach and looked at her vigilantly.
"What do you mean? Haven't you been clinging to him since college and insisting on marrying him?"
It turned out that this was how her lover, with whom she had been married for more than ten years, slandered her in front of his new love.
For him, she gave up her job as a rich girl and chose to drop out of school to work in a factory. She used her salary to support him and raised him into a glamorous university professor.
However, in the end, all the love and dedication were exchanged for one sentence——
She used a marriage certificate to deny him for more than ten years like a dog-skin plaster.
Zhong Qiao felt extremely sad. He took a deep breath and decided to go all out. He said something bluntly that completely broke Li Fangfang's defenses.
"You're not a mistress, you're a fourth, do you know that?"
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