Chapter 217 Only widowhood is permitted, divorce is not.
Suicide note...
Fu Beichen was so frightened that he trembled all over and couldn't help but take two steps back.
Suddenly, as if possessed, he lunged forward and reached out to snatch the letter.
Bai Yu retracted his hand and clenched it in his palm.
With a "click," the lighter ignited in his other hand.
The pale blue flames licked the air.
"Give it to me!" Fu Beichen roared, his voice trembling.
Bai Yu shouted sternly:
"I found this in the hotel study the day you left Maduri. Her love for you transcended the boundaries of life, and what did you do to her?"
"Fu Beichen! Don't let this marriage become a lifelong shackle of pain for her!"
"Sign the document!"
Fu Beichen's face was ashen, his eyes fixed on the "suicide note".
Bai Yu suddenly suppressed his anger and said calmly,
"Fu Beichen, if you still care about her, set her free."
These words pierced Fu Beichen's heart once again.
Finally, he slowly said, "I will have someone send the signed agreement over tomorrow."
"Grandpa needs to give his approval before he can sign."
Bai Yu gave him a deep look. "I hope you'll keep your word."
He gave him the "last will and testament" she had written in Maduri.
Fu Beichen opened it with trembling hands.
The above is her unique, sharp handwriting.
He only glanced at it, but his heart shattered, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe.
She really... really almost ended up buried with him in Maduri.
And yet, he still doubted her loyalty.
Even if she wasn't carrying his child, he had no right to force her to take abortion pills.
He could no longer stand, his legs gave way, and he fell heavily to the ground.
Endless guilt and heartache surged like a tsunami, tearing his hard body to shreds.
His body trembled violently, and he covered his face with his hands, tears streaming down his face.
She cried like a helpless child.
He lost his beloved once again.
Qingning poked her head out and saw this scene, then gestured to Huo Shenyuan.
How about we give him a piece of candy?
Huo Shenyuan's eyes darkened. "He won't eat; his teeth hurt."
...
As evening approached, the temperature plummeted, and the cold wind rustled through the trees.
In the back garden of the Sheng family, Sheng Weiwei sat in front of the easel, holding a paintbrush, sketching stroke by stroke.
Her gaze would occasionally lift from the easel, lightly sweep over the man on the large rock not far away, and then quickly return to the canvas.
Bai Yu was somewhat mesmerized by her focused and earnest expression.
only……
He had been sitting on that cold, hard rock for a full hour.
My butt is almost numb from being pressed so hard.
He really went all out to maintain his handsome profile from every angle.
Fifteen minutes later, he couldn't take it anymore.
"Miss Sheng, have you finished drawing yet?"
Bai Yu frowned, his tone tinged with impatience, "If you keep drawing, I'll have to charge you a modeling fee."
Upon hearing this, Sheng Weiwei's lips curved into a beautiful smile.
"Two more strokes are needed."
As she spoke, she deftly added the last few strokes to the canvas.
"Alright, mission accomplished."
Upon hearing this, Bai Yu excitedly leaped down from the large rock and ran over in a few steps.
But when he saw what was in the painting, his handsome face instantly fell.
In the painting, the swing, garden, and rockery behind him are all accurately reproduced one-to-one, creating a stunning landscape.
But there was no sign of him.
"Sheng Weiwei, are you kidding me?" Bai Yu's voice was squeezed out through clenched teeth.
Sheng Weiwei slowly packed up her art supplies without even lifting her eyelids.
“I just let you sit there, I didn’t say I had to draw you.”
"You!" Bai Yu clenched his fists so tightly that the veins on the back of his hands bulged.
Seeing his fighting stance, Sheng Weiwei raised an eyebrow.
"What, you want to hit someone?"
"Sheng Weiwei, I've noticed you're getting more and more arrogant," he said through gritted teeth.
Sheng Weiwei finally looked up at him, her smile bright and radiant.
"Otherwise what?"
She gently stroked her lower abdomen and slowly asked, "Don't you want the baby anymore?"
"Threatening me?"
Before he could finish speaking, Bai Yu stretched out his long arm and pulled the person into his arms domineeringly, then lowered his head and kissed him.
"Ugh!" Sheng Weiwei was startled and hurriedly pushed him away. "Are you crazy! This is the Sheng family's back garden, do you think you're at the Bai family's house?"
There are surveillance cameras and servants everywhere. He's incredibly audacious. He wants to write his surname "Bai" on that A4 paper by the door.
Bai Yu licked his lips, his smile revealing a roguish charm.
"Don't be nervous, come with me."
He took her hand and pulled her towards the back door without giving her a chance to refuse.
They opened the inconspicuous little door, walked through a path, and after about two hundred meters, the two stopped in front of the gate of another luxurious villa.
Bai Yu raised his hand and pressed his fingerprint on the door lock.
With a "beep", the door opened.
Sheng Weiwei looked surprised.
“Isn’t this Mr. An’s home? I remember he was doing business abroad most of the year.”
"Yes, I bought it." Bai Yu's tone was very calm, as if he had just bought a head of cabbage.
Actually, he bought it two years ago, and he has always lived not far from her.
The villa was very clean, and there was even a faint smell of air freshener in the air, which meant that someone cleaned it regularly.
As soon as the door closed, Bai Yu pinned her against the wall, his tall frame completely enveloping her, his hands bracing on either side of her body, holding her firmly in his arms.
"Weiwei."
He lowered his head, his hot breath brushing against her earlobe.
"I want all three."
Sheng Weiwei's heart skipped a beat; she was a little confused. "What three?"
"I want you and the child."
His domineering kiss landed again, with an undeniable force, as if he wanted to melt her into his very bones.
Just as the two were about to lose control and things were about to escalate to the point of no return, Bai Yu suddenly stopped.
He released her, his forehead pressed against hers, his chest heaving violently, his voice terribly hoarse.
"Weiwei, can you love me?"
Sheng Weiwei's cheeks flushed red, and her breathing became rapid.
She looked up and gazed intently into his deep eyes, where she could not decipher the emotions within them.
"Bai Yu, do you believe in fate?"
She spoke, her voice still trembling slightly.
"If I give birth to a boy, I will give you a chance. If it is a girl, then we are destined to be apart."
"Let fate decide everything."
Yes, she admitted it; she had fallen for this man.
He was like a ray of light that broke into her dark life, making her want to get closer.
But she would always have a place for Zhan Xiao in her heart. She couldn't promise anyone that she could love him in the future.
Bai Yu paused for a moment, then nodded heavily.
"good."
The next second, he suddenly bent down, picked her up horizontally, and strode towards the room.
"Ah! Put me down, what are you going to do?" she exclaimed in fright, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck.
He looked down at the person in his arms and smiled mischievously.
"Continue to nurture the bond with my child."
...
At night, the air in the Fu Family Ancestral Hall was cold and heavy.
Fu Beichen knelt upright on the cold floor tiles, shirtless.
Under the dim light, his broad back was crisscrossed with old and new scars, creating a gruesome scene.
The heavy wooden door was pushed open from the outside with a long creak.
Fu Shihong walked in, followed by the butler, both with somber faces.
"You brat, what else do you want to do?"
The old man's voice was like ice, carrying the fury of thunder, echoing in the empty ancestral hall.
Fu Beichen did not turn around.
He simply raised the barbed whip that had previously lashed him above his head with both hands, his posture extremely respectful.
"Grandpa, I need your help."
His voice was hoarse, but very calm.
Fu Shihong looked as if he had heard the biggest joke of the century, a sarcastic smile curving his lips.
"help?"
He paced back and forth angrily, his hands behind his back.
"You're so capable, so incredibly talented, that you can even prepare abortion pills on your own. What help do you need from me?"
Fu Beichen still held the whip, his voice carrying an undeniable seriousness.
"Please, Grandpa, add a line to the Fu family's ancestral precepts."
"Men of the Fu family may only be widowed, but may not divorce."
He could never divorce her; his wife could only ever be Gu Xingnian…
Fu Shihong paused, almost laughing in anger.
He pointed at Fu Beichen's back, his hand trembling.
Calling you a bastard is too kind! You actually tried to outsmart me?
"What do you take the Bai family for? Fools? Do you think they can be fooled by such a petty trick?"
Fu Beichen straightened his back even more, emphasizing each word.
"No matter where she is, I will find her and bring her back."
His voice held a resolute determination, as if he had nothing to lose.
"If she really has health problems, she will never be able to get pregnant again for the rest of her life."
His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed hard.
"I will never have children."
"I only want her."
"Please, Grandpa, grant my request."
The ancestral hall fell into a deathly silence.
Fu Shihong hadn't expected that he would dare to make such a guarantee.
He stared at his grandson kneeling on the ground. The wounds all over his body and the resolute vow he made told him that this time, the little rascal had really made up his mind.
Fu Shihong glanced at him with his sharp eyes, and in the end just gave a cold snort.
"Kneel properly and continue to reflect on your mistakes."
"You little rascal."
After saying that, he put his hands behind his back, turned around, and strode out.
It seems he has no choice but to risk his reputation.
I still need to personally go to the Bai family to apologize and try to smooth things over again.
...
In the early morning, the island's sunshine was so bright it was almost dazzling. The climate here was mild and pleasant, with no sign of winter, making it seem like a secluded place.
Gu Xingnian stood on the wooden floor of the balcony, the sea breeze blowing against her large hospital gown, making her look even thinner.
She has lost a lot of weight.
Today, she felt much better, but when she looked down, her abdomen was still flat, showing no signs of pregnancy.
The fetus is still too small, and the mother is malnourished.
The caregiver prepared nutritious meals in different ways every day, but she never had much of an appetite and would put down her bowl after eating very little.
This secluded island is actually a national-level rehabilitation hospital.
The security was so tight it was suffocating.
Not far away, you can even see sentries standing straight, as well as towering watchtowers and searchlights.
Knock knock.
The knocking interrupted her thoughts.
Bai Yu pushed open the door and entered.
He had just returned last night, travel-worn and exhausted. Now he had changed into a crisp white shirt and black trousers. He was tall and straight, with broad shoulders and long legs. The shirt was stretched perfectly by his muscular physique.
Behind him followed three well-dressed middle-aged men, each with a solemn expression and a powerful aura.
Bai Yu walked to her side, his eyes filled with barely perceptible concern, his voice low and earnest.
"Xi Xi, this is Lao Biao, and also Academician Xia and Dr. Chen."
"Hello." Gu Xingnian nodded politely to the group.
The man named Lao Biao had his hair neatly combed, and although he was dressed in an extremely formal Zhongshan suit, his attitude was quite enthusiastic.
"Ms. Gu, it's a pleasure to meet you here."
His voice was loud and clear, with a penetrating quality that came from someone who had long held a high position.
"We've long admired Miss Gu, and today we're finally meeting you in person. If it weren't for A-Yu bringing you here, we old folks probably wouldn't have had the chance to meet you."
Listening to these impeccably polite words, Gu Xingnian roughly understood what was going on.
This old man's identity is definitely not simple.
Consequently, she began to have new guesses about her brother's identity.
"Thank you for taking care of me these past few days."
She replied softly and gestured for them to sit on the guest sofa on the west side of the ward.
After everyone was seated, Lao Biao stopped beating around the bush and got straight to the point.
"I'm sure Miss Gu has heard about the virus in Country A. Countless medical workers are fighting on the front lines, but they are helpless. It's a heartbreaking situation."
"We have quickly established a relevant research team, but... progress has been very slow, and it can be said that there has been no breakthrough."
He sighed, his gaze becoming extremely solemn as he looked directly at Gu Xingnian.
"Therefore, we would like to take the liberty of inviting Ms. Gu to serve as the chief consultant of our research group and provide us with technical guidance."
Gu Xingnian remained silent for a while.
Her fingertips unconsciously curled up on the hem of her hospital gown.
Bai Yu's gaze remained fixed on her, and though he didn't say a word, his eyes conveyed silent support.
After a long pause, she slowly spoke, her voice not loud, but each word clear.
"I have some basic understanding of this virus."
"This is a mutated virus that can cause human ulceration and organ failure. I roughly know what the pathogen is."
She paused for a moment, then dropped a bombshell.
"It is not incurable."
"If you can provide the relevant raw materials, barring any unforeseen circumstances, we can develop the detoxification formula and prepare the antidote within half a month."
"What?"
"real?!"
The three visitors instantly stood up from the sofa, their faces filled with undisguised elation and excitement, as if they had been wandering in darkness for a long time and had finally seen the dawn.
"That's wonderful! Wonderful!" Old Biao's voice trembled slightly. "If the antidote can be completed, it will surely save countless lives and benefit all people!"
Humanity has hope again.
Looking at their excited expressions, Gu Xingnian calmly added.
"I have one condition, no, two."
"I hope that the results of this research can be shared free of charge with all countries in need, with humanitarianism as the highest priority, and made public on a non-profit basis."
Lao Biao immediately responded, his words resolute.
"Miss Gu, rest assured! I guarantee with my integrity that no one would dare to profit from this achievement!"
Gu Xingnian nodded and stated her second condition.
"I hope you can invite my master over."
Upon hearing this, Lao Biao became even more excited than when he first heard about the antidote; his eyes practically lit up.
"Old sir... Old sir is also willing to come out of retirement?"
"If we could persuade the old gentleman to come to the island, it would be an honor for us! It would be an honor for the nation!"
The matter was settled. Her master was waiting for her at Qingniao, but she couldn't go back now.
The Bluebird's laboratory has already begun work; if it can combine with the research group on the island, it will surely achieve twice the result with half the effort.
Gu Xingnian agreed to serve as the technical advisor for the project, and would begin work as soon as her mentor arrived on the island.
Saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda.
She lowered her head and gently placed her palm on her flat stomach.
Let's consider this as... accumulating some good karma for this unborn baby.
Save as many people as you can.
May there be no more illness or suffering in this world.
After seeing the three old gentlemen off, Bai Yu brought in a paper bag.
Yes, inside is the divorce agreement signed by Fu Beichen, which he had delivered last night.
Bai Yu took it out, ready to have Gu Xingnian sign it, and then thought that he should get their divorce certificate before the end of the year.
Hold!
The three characters "Fu Beichen" in the signature area vanished into thin air.
Then, next to the divorce agreement, there was an additional line: "Niannian, I'm sorry, I'll wait for you to come home."
Grandson, are you going to play dirty tricks on him?
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