Los Angeles, United States
Xu Weiwei sat alone by the window, watching the sunset. The sun dipped below the horizon, and a gentle sea breeze caressed her face. The scenery was beautiful, but she had no time to appreciate it. Her belly was slightly protruding, making her appear somewhat bloated. She just stared blankly at the sea.
Footsteps sounded behind me.
Lou Xiao'e appeared behind her with a cup of coffee, standing behind her and saying while drinking her coffee, "What's wrong today?"
"Sister Xiao'e, I don't want to give birth here," Xu Weiwei suddenly said.
"Oh, then let's go. I'll arrange a plane back." Lou Xiao'e nodded.
Xu Weiwei turned her head in confusion and looked at Lou Xiao'e: "Aren't you going to ask why?"
“He said he’ll make arrangements if you want to go back, and he’ll take care of anything that happens.” Lou Xiao’e shrugged. “Besides, to be honest, I don’t think this place is suitable for us to live here. I don’t like it here.”
Xu Weiwei moved her lips slightly, but did not speak.
Suddenly, she felt a hand on her shoulder.
My body jolted.
"There's no need to be so sensitive," Lou Xiao'e said, holding her coffee. "Pregnancy is a time of emotional ups and downs. I wouldn't tell you to calm down; pregnant women can't stay calm. He'll face it with you when you get back to China, so you don't need to worry too much about that."
"Sister Xiao'e, what were you thinking when you were pregnant?"
Only when you are truly pregnant do you truly understand one thing: sometimes, a person's thoughts are not controlled by them.
I know I shouldn't overthink things, and I know I shouldn't lose my temper for no reason, but my body starts to take control of my brain.
This feeling is very unpleasant, especially for a woman who tends to be rational.
"Me?" Lou Xiao'e narrowed her eyes slightly, and then, as if remembering something, she burst out laughing.
Xu Weiwei was somewhat puzzled by the laughter.
What are you laughing at?
"You're probably thinking that once your child is born, you won't be able to properly educate them here, and you'll eventually have to go back, right? You're worried that your child will be discriminated against, bullied, and become numb here?"
Xu Weiwei stared at Lou Xiao'e in shock.
"Don't look at me like that. Most women fantasize about the baby when they are pregnant. Women are rational and emotional, and you belong to the rational side. When you are pregnant, you will amplify these emotions and think about things that are more and more outrageous and far-fetched, right?"
"Then... what should I do?"
"go back."
"Huh?" Xu Weiwei was dumbfounded.
“Go back. In fact, you are not suitable to produce here. I don’t like this place either.” Lou Xiao’e emphasized again: “I used to yearn for the outside world. When I was in China, I longed for Hong Kong because people said that Hong Kong would be very free, developed, fashionable, trendy, and the people would be very friendly.”
"Later, I went to Hong Kong and found that it was not like that at all. The places where the rich lived were indeed nice, but the backstabbing and scheming between people still existed. Everyone was scheming against this person or that person, and in the end, they were still scheming against each other. Later, when my group of girlfriends had a gathering, they started talking about how good it was in the United States."
"They say the US is more developed than Hong Kong, the people are more civilized, and it's more free..." Lou Xiao'e paused here.
"And then?" Xu Weiwei couldn't help but ask.
She rolled her eyes: "Bullshit, you can see the worst in humanity everywhere. Here, white people discriminate against black people, black people discriminate against Asians, and Asians discriminate against Chinese people. In the end, so-called freedom is just freedom with a hierarchy of discrimination, freedom with money, and freedom to arbitrarily deprive others of their freedom."
There is no absolute freedom in this world.
Xu Weiwei stared blankly at Lou Xiao'e, seemingly not expecting this love-struck woman to give such an answer.
"Strange?" Lou Xiao'e chuckled, leaned down, and pinched Xu Weiwei's cheek: "I'm very smart."
Xu Weiwei swallowed hard and nodded blankly.
In her mind, Lou Xiao'e had always been a very strange woman. This woman loved romance, loved all kinds of scenery, and loved to immerse herself in all kinds of fantastical literature. Even with Wang Shouren, she was the same. What kind of good person would stay and take care of another woman? But she did. To say she sacrificed herself? Not quite. Did she choose to stay there? No.
Everything she did seemed to be for Wang Shouren? Or perhaps, for the ideas in her mind.
This idea became even more certain for Xu Weiwei when Lou Xiao'e laughed out loud just now.
Who in their right mind would laugh out loud when reminiscing about their pregnancy, especially when the father of their child wasn't around? Yet this woman did laugh, and laughed heartily at that. And now, she couldn't quite understand this woman.
"So, do you want to go back? I can arrange a flight today," Lou Xiao'e said.
Xu Weiwei lowered her head, looked at the scenery outside, and nodded heavily: "We have to go back!"
"Okay! I'll arrange it right away." Lou Xiao'e smiled and snapped her fingers: "Don't worry, it'll be a private jet."
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Courtyard
When Wang Shouren received this call, he felt like his head was about to explode.
Lou Xiao'e's gloating laughter came from the other end of the phone: "Honey~ I've already notified Xu Weiwei's family, remember when you get to the airport..."
Before they could finish speaking, Xu Yuanchao, his father, and his mother appeared at the entrance of the courtyard house.
The three men exuded an aura that made it seem as if they were about to devour Wang Shouren alive.
"No, you three, who is this?" The old man swallowed hard as he looked at the three people sitting in the green jeep standing at the entrance of the courtyard.
These days, he's seen plenty of leaders, but he's never seen one who's in a rage. After all, whoever comes to Wang Shouren always seems all smiles.
Moreover, this guy was even invited to a place like National Day. According to Uncle San, that means he has connections to the highest levels of society. It seems like nothing in the country can bother him anymore. But now, something seems off.
"Comrade, we've come to see Wang Shouren."
Third Uncle: ...
Nonsense, I know you've come to see Wang Shouren, but judging from your appearance, you're probably here to kill him.
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