As the bald man watched Jian Ruoxi's departing figure, a rare hint of tenderness appeared on his face.
"Tell Li Anran that I will help her get the position of the young mistress of the Lu family. But don't try anything funny with Jian Ruoxi."
Li Anran was waiting for good news that Jian Ruoxi would be punished, but was told that the bald man meant to protect Jian Ruoxi.
Recalling the inhumane treatment she had received, she hated Jian Ruoxi even more.
Jian Ruoxi, what kind of seductive tricks do you have to make men so infatuated with you?
Li Anran stood by the window, the evening breeze blowing, and the reflection in the window showed that crazy, somewhat distorted face.
...
Lu Shen has been spending all his time on the film set these past few days, and Old Madam Lu is extremely anxious.
Li Anran is pregnant, but Lu Shen is rarely home.
“Anran, stop crying. Our Lu family will never allow a woman like Jian Ruoxi to enter the family. Lu Shen has been bewitched by that vixen these past two days. I’m calling him back today.”
Grandma Lu skillfully packed her luggage and had someone take her to the hospital.
“Call Lu Shen and tell him my old lady is in the hospital. If he doesn’t come soon, he can expect to be collecting my corpse.”
The old lady got into character instantly; she had Li Anran make a phone call, while she herself wailed incessantly when the call connected.
Lu Shen knew it was a ploy by his grandmother, so he didn't choose to go back.
He continued to busy himself with filming, which infuriated Old Mrs. Lu.
Soon a news article was published.
The matriarch of the Lu family is seriously ill, so the Lu family's engagement banquet is being held ahead of schedule.
When Jian Ruoxi saw the news, she knocked over her water glass, gradually blurring the text.
Whether it was tears or water stains, she got up and left.
The first thing Lu Shen did after seeing the news was to call Jian Ruoxi, but he couldn't get through after several attempts.
He knew he had to go back.
"Grandma, why didn't you ask for my opinion before publishing the news?"
Lu Shen glared angrily at his grandmother, who was arranging flowers in the hospital room.
"If it weren't for this, would you have come back? I think you've been completely bewitched."
Grandma Lu simply stopped pretending and directly instructed the housekeeper to take Lu Shen back and keep an eye on him.
"Stay at the Lu family home until the engagement banquet is held."
Grandma Lu tapped her cane and took Li Anran's hand, asking her to help her leave.
“My brother couldn’t reach you, so he asked me to tell you that he didn’t know about the wedding news, but he will take care of it when he gets back.”
Lu Jin walked into the dressing room and gently comforted Jian Ruoxi, who was looking sullen.
Jian Ruoxi stroked her belly, once again considering whether to keep the baby.
Over the weekend, Jian Ruoxi disguised herself and went to the hospital to register for a prenatal checkup.
The baby is healthy and has a heartbeat.
Jian Ruoxi sat in the hospital corridor, lost in thought.
"Wow! What a coincidence. We both happen to run into each other here."
Li Anran squinted at the form in Jian Ruoxi's hand, wanting to see what it was.
Jian Ruoxi quickly put it in her bag and looked at Li Anran in surprise.
What is she doing here?
Seemingly sensing her confusion, Li Anran took the initiative to speak:
"I'm here for my prenatal checkup."
She reached out and touched her belly, her face beaming with happiness.
"You must be wondering why the wedding date was moved up. It's because I'm pregnant."
It was as if a cannonball had been thrown into Jian Ruoxi's already unsettled heart.
Pain! Heart-wrenching pain!
Looking at Jian Ruoxi's pale face, Li Anran looked smug.
After all, this was the first time she had gained the upper hand.
She looked at Li Anran's stomach and gave a bitter, self-deprecating smile.
It turns out that he really did use himself as a tool for venting his frustrations.
Was his madness that night because Li Anran was pregnant, and he was feeling pent up and wanted to vent his frustrations on her?
Jian Ruoxi felt a churning in her stomach and ran to the bathroom, retching.
Li Anran began to panic. Why was she running into Jian Ruoxi here? And what was her reaction...?
Jian Ruoxi was washing her face with cold water, but tears kept flowing.
As expected, I still feel heartache for him.
Thinking of Lu Shen's past actions, she closed her eyes in anguish, and memories flooded back.
"Today is our wedding anniversary, and I've made lots of delicious food. Come and try some!"
On their first wedding anniversary, she cooked a table full of dishes and excitedly called him to spend this memorable day together.
"Jian Ruoxi, you should know that our marriage is nothing but a transaction."
His disgusted look made her stop pouring the red wine.
She looked at him hopefully and spoke timidly:
"Can't we celebrate? I've been preparing for days. Won't you just sit down and have a few bites with me?"
Lu Shen stopped in his tracks as he was about to leave.
"What? You don't want me to leave?"
He smiled wickedly, his fingers tracing circles on Jian Ruoxi's back, before clicking open her bra.
"No need for all that trouble, let's get straight to the point."
Ignoring her blushing face and her hands that tried to refuse, he carried her to the bedroom.
He treated her with pity at times, perfunctory attitude at others, and domineering behavior at still others.
Jian Ruoxi always gave him whatever he wanted.
"I'll eat this and then head to the office."
He was dressed expressionlessly and tossed him a pill.
He didn't want her to get pregnant, and he didn't want her to secure her position as the young mistress of the Lu family.
He wanted to find an opportunity to bring Li Anran back to the Lu family.
He watched her drink the water, pinching her chin as he did so.
"Don't covet what you shouldn't have. Let's play our part well and not get too emotionally involved. You'll eventually leave the Lu family. Don't try anything funny with me."
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