Upon hearing this, Lu Zhiwei recalled Shen Jinmo's hospitalization.
Before leaving, I saw a bunch of white chrysanthemums in the ward.
She exclaimed at the time that the person who gave her the chrysanthemums was truly amazing.
But she ordered a bouquet of sunflowers using a mobile flower ordering app. She wouldn't be so wicked and childish as to send a bouquet of white chrysanthemums, which are curses, to Shen Jingmo, who came to save her.
Even a florist wouldn't make such a basic mistake.
If a customer complains, the losses will outweigh the gains.
Lu Zhiwei thought about the person who had stayed by her side the whole time in the ward.
Besides Shen Jiarui, only Shen Shuyuan was present.
She is the most likely person to receive the flowers on behalf of Shen Jinmo.
Lu Zhiwei stared blankly at her phone.
Shen Jinmo waved his hand in front of her eyes: "Hey, what are you daydreaming about? I don't blame you."
"The white chrysanthemum wasn't sent by me; it was switched. I sent you a sunflower instead," Lu Zhiwei explained to her face.
She will never take the blame for something she didn't do.
Upon hearing this, Shen Jingmo's thin lips tightened: "What did you say? You didn't send it?"
"Um."
"So you don't hate me as much as I thought." A warm feeling welled up in Shen Jingmo's heart.
He could overlook anything Lu Zhiwei did to him.
But she heard that she couldn't bear to hurt him.
I am genuinely happy and delighted.
"You're quite good at comforting yourself." Lu Zhiwei gave him a cold look and steered the conversation back to business: "Did you discover any suspicious people while you were pretending to be dead?"
Shen Jinmo's handsome face instantly returned to its stern and unsmiling expression.
"Yes, but I'm not entirely sure yet. If you want to be more certain, I have a suggestion, and I'll see if you agree."
Shen Jinmo gazed at her, his eyes deep and dark.
"No." Lu Zhiwei resolutely refused.
Shen Jinmo: "I haven't even explained what the suggestion was, and you're already rushing to refuse?"
"I don't like to be involved with or cooperate with you."
"This collaboration is very simple; it's just a matter of saying a few words."
"Oh?" Lu Zhiwei was curious to hear what kind of terrible ideas he had to come up with.
"Get back together with me, and lure the snake out of its hole. Since the other party likes me, they definitely don't want us to be together. If we are together, the other party will be unable to restrain themselves and will definitely give themselves away." Shen Jinmo's thin lips parted slightly, and he already had a plan in mind.
Lu Zhiwei snorted coldly.
Just as she expected, Shen Jinmo's ideas were terrible, and absolutely terrible.
"I have my own way, no need for you to worry." Lu Zhiwei had already guessed who Shen Jinmo suspected.
It's just that no one has concrete evidence and dares not draw a conclusion.
Shen Jinmo wanted to play the victim a little longer and spend more time with Lu Zhiwei.
Just then, there was a knock on the ward door.
Ruan Jizhou, dressed in a casual T-shirt, came in from outside carrying a bouquet of flowers.
Lu Zhiwei and Ruan Jizhou looked at each other, their faces first showing surprise at meeting here, then they smiled at each other.
Only Shen Jinmo's face darkened as he slumped down: "Who let you come? Did I give you permission to come?"
"My mom kept urging me to come and see if you were dead or not. It's good to see you still alive and kicking." Ruan Jizhou put down the flowers, took Lu Zhiwei's hand, and walked out.
"You come to see me, but why are you taking people away from me?" Shen Jinmo said defiantly, getting off the hospital bed to stop Ruan Jizhou.
Lu Zhiwei once again became like an object to be fought over between the two.
Suddenly, Lu Zhiwei felt a sharp pain in her stomach.
She bent over, clutching her stomach.
"Weiwei, what's wrong?" Ruan Jizhou noticed that something was wrong with her, so he squatted down and looked at her.
Her expression seemed a little off.
He immediately swept her up in his arms.
Ruan Jizhou's embrace was warm and refreshing, and he exuded a refined and elegant aura.
This hug.
This pushed Shen Jinmo to her limit: "Who told you to hug her?"
"Or you can carry me? Can you even lift me?" Ruan Jizhou glared at him and rushed Lu Zhiwei toward the emergency room.
He has long legs and walks very fast.
Shen Jinmo lowered his eyes and stood still.
Clutching her aching chest.
They slowly caught up with him.
"Doctor, she's pregnant and has some stomach pain. Please take a look at her first." Ruan Jizhou rushed into the emergency room.
The doctor asked Ruan Jizhou to put Lu Zhiwei on the hospital bed, and they first performed an emergency abdominal ultrasound on Lu Zhiwei.
Ruan Jizhou waited anxiously outside the emergency room.
Hesitating back and forth.
Shen Jinmo, who rushed from the ward, joined Ruan Jizhou's lingering group.
Two people, one walks from left to right, and the other walks from right to left.
"What are you doing here?" Ruan Jizhou's head was throbbing as he watched him pacing back and forth in front of him.
"I'll do whatever you do." Shen Jingmo glanced at him.
Ruan Jizhou: "..."
"Which of you is Miss Lu's husband?" At this moment, the doctor walked up to the two of them with the form in hand.
At this moment, Ruan Jizhou and Shen Jinmo, who were outside the emergency room, fell silent.
One of them is her fiancé, and the other is her ex-husband.
None of them are her current husbands.
"Then who is the father of the child in her belly?" The doctor asked, seeing the two of them looking at each other blankly.
“Yes, that’s me.” Ruan Jizhou was the first to step forward. The doctor must have something to say if he asked like that.
“Me too.” Shen Jinmo was like a walking broken record, constantly repeating the same things and saying the same things to Ruan Jizhou.
Ruan Jizhou bit his lip, feeling extremely angry.
"How could there be two fathers?" The doctor was completely baffled by the two of them.
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