63 Menstrual Period (Additional Updates)
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Liang Youwei sat on the sofa, her slender white fingers twisted into a ball, and her lips were bitten until they turned white.
Mom had been quarantined by Liang Jiangsheng, locked in a second-floor room under the watchful eye of Aunt Zhang. No matter how kind Aunt Gu and the others were to her, they were still Liang Jiangsheng's hired housekeepers, unable to interfere in their employer's affairs. My brother, sister, and Jingyi were punished by being forced to kneel in the ancestral hall, and it looked like they would have to stay there for at least the entire night. Family disgrace shouldn't be aired publicly, and Lingyu and Qin Zhen couldn't be counted on for this matter...
In other words, there is no one around me.
She closed her eyes.
Her heart was beating so fast that she was scared. Her elder brother's comfort was better than nothing. Liang Youwei's breathing became faster and faster. Various emotions merged and entangled, like an invisible net that tightly wrapped her.
"Why are you still in the living room?"
The moment she heard that hoarse voice, Liang Youwei shuddered. She opened her eyes abruptly, jumped up from the sofa, her shoulders trembling, and timidly called out, "Dad."
"Don't call me dad. I don't have a daughter as capable as you." Liang Jiangsheng raised his lips coldly, "Tell me, when did it happen?"
Liang Youwei's palms were covered in a thin layer of cool sweat, sticky and damp, making her feel stuffy and irritated. Her voice was faintly trembling, neither high nor low: "Last year... it was all last year."
Liang Jiangsheng took the main seat and raised his chin: "Go on, tell me more."
"In early November, my third sister took me to visit Shangjia's parents. We talked about some things in the past. We, we were like that...with my eldest brother, back in Hong Kong..."
The man remained calm, gripping the handle beside him tightly. "What did you say?"
Liang Youwei picked at the beads on the edge of her cuffs. The originally smooth little pearls seemed to have become extremely hard at this moment. She had difficulty breathing: "It's been too long. I can't remember it clearly. I have forgotten it all..."
Liang Jiangsheng scoffed, suppressing his surging anger. "Forgot? That's right, who are you? A nobleman tends to forget things, right? Qin Zhen, Zhao Lingyu, and the three of you, you really think you're the emperor, choosing concubines every day, don't you?"
The girl in front of him was bewildered and repeated blankly: "...Three? And...Second Sister?"
Unsure, but extremely cautious.
Liang Jiangsheng paused for two seconds, and the next moment.
"Yes, and your second sister! How is it, are you satisfied? And Liang Zhihui!"
At the mention of Liang Zhihui, Liang Jiangsheng's emotions suddenly flared up, his composure uncontrollable. He was so enraged that he slammed the table, slamming the solid large-leaf red sandalwood and marble-inlaid desk with a deafening thud, throwing all his composure to the wind.
"Liang Youwei, you're really amazing! You even managed to trick the most decent member of the Liang family into your hands! Liang Zhihui is your sister. You know better than anyone how she's treated you since childhood! She's no different from your biological sister. She thinks of you in everything she does! And you? You're having an affair with her biological brother and sister! And you've completely deceived her feelings!"
As Liang Jiangsheng pointed at her nose and cursed, Liang Youwei's stomach began to ache again, and her nose felt sore. With a click, she dropped two small freshwater pearls. She accidentally missed them, and they fell to the ground, sending her heart racing.
Finally, Liang Jiangsheng had enough of scolding. Seeing Liang Youwei's bad face, his tone became even colder, neither gloomy nor sad: "Please don't stand there, otherwise you will get into trouble later and those three will go crazy again and make a fuss."
Liang Youwei lowered her head and, mustering courage, whispered, "Dad, can I go upstairs to get a blanket? It's so cold in the ancestral hall at night that even a tough guy can't stand it. Jingyi has lost weight recently and has no flesh on her body. I'm afraid she'll get sick from the cold. The same goes for my eldest brother and second sister. They're very busy with the acquisition and haven't had a good meal..."
At the end of her speech, she couldn't help but cry a little. In addition to being scolded, she also felt distressed.
How could she possibly feel at peace with herself after tonight's events? She was an outsider to the Liang family, yet it was the three of them who had to kneel in such a terrifying ancestral hall. Two of them were siblings who had grown up together, and one was Jingyi, who had suffered for her for over twenty years. She was selfish, but she still had a basic conscience, so she certainly couldn't remain indifferent.
Liang Jiangsheng stared at her for a while without saying anything, until she became increasingly uneasy and her whole body was shaking. Only then did he calm down and speak in a deep voice.
"go."
At night, the ancient Song-style buildings are very beautiful.
Liang Youwei was afraid of the dark as a child, so Liang Jiangsheng renovated their original home. Rows of warm white LED lights were installed under the eaves, around corners, and even along the base of the rockery. The simple yet beautiful design emanates a soft glow, patiently guiding residents.
Someone was pushing a cart, and the wheels touched the ground, rolling on the bluestone slabs with a sound that made people panic and their teeth hurt.
Most of the Liang family children were quite experienced with kneeling as punishment, and Liang Zhihui, the bravest of them all, was particularly adept at it. Once she was sure she had kneeled for half an hour, she stood up, brought a folding chair from the inner room of the ancestral hall, and lay down on it.
Seeing Liang Jingyi's shocked look, she smiled faintly: "Now that you have reflected enough, go get it yourself."
Liang Jingyi instinctively glanced at Liang Ting'an, only to discover he had shifted his posture, from kneeling to sitting, one leg slightly bent, the other trouser leg almost touching the ground. His expression was blank, his phone held horizontally in one hand, Bluetooth connected, watching tonight's news.
So I'm the only one who has been kneeling obediently for so long?
She frowned, feeling sullen. But before she could even hold her breath for three minutes, her second sister's voice pulled her out of it.
"Weiwei? Why are you here again?"
Liang Zhihui was still reviewing a proposal for the CPPCC due the day after tomorrow. Halfway through reciting it silently, her ears caught a distant sound. She turned her eyes and saw whoever was coming, with a startled look.
“…I’m just worried you’ll be cold.”
Liang Youwei didn't know how to face her second sister now, so she simply frowned and didn't look at her. She just pushed the cart into the ancestral hall, divided the blankets, and replied in a low voice.
Liang Zhihui noticed that she was deliberately avoiding his gaze, and she felt something in her heart. But she didn't care much. She simply observed her expression and casually brought up another topic: "Your period is almost over these days. How are you feeling? Are you feeling any discomfort?"
"Period?" Liang Youwei was stunned and subconsciously touched her lower abdomen. "This month's period hasn't come yet. It must have been delayed by eating something cold a few days ago."
Liang Ting'an joined the conversation: "I'll take you to see a Chinese doctor tomorrow afternoon."
He gathered the blanket that the other person had covered him with and touched the back of his sister's hand - fortunately, it was not too cold.
Liang Jingyi yawned, thinking he was making a fuss: "It's normal for menstruation to be delayed for a few days. Do you need to see a doctor specifically?"
She initially only had her period every two or three months, but then, fearing death, she started seeing a doctor, exercising, and taking medication. However, it wasn't until she finished high school that she was able to achieve a standard period of once a month.
"Weiwei's period was irregular only in the first year. After that, she took Chinese medicine to treat it, and it has been regular ever since, every 28 days." Liang Zhihui paused and added, "It's been regular for so long, it's unlikely that it would suddenly be delayed by nearly a week."
These days she has been busy with proposals and taking care of acquisition matters, and she really hasn't paid enough attention to Liang Youwei.
Liang Jingyi nodded and said "oh".
Liang Ting'an's eyes scanned her face and arms, as if trying to confirm something. Not noticing anything unusual, he asked, "What did Liang Jiangsheng say? Did he hit you?"
Liang Youwei shook her head, looking very obedient: "He didn't hit anyone, he just slammed the table. He said a lot of things, but I didn't remember them. Then, inexplicably, he allowed me to deliver the things."
The three of them were silent.
Liang Youwei's ability to summarize is as strong as ever. She only describes, not extracts; she only outlines, not details.
"It's too late, go back and rest."
Liang Ting'an sighed silently and touched the back of her head.
"Don't you want me to accompany you?" she blinked and asked in a low voice.
Liang Jingyi said: "It is more important for you to sleep well than anything else. Anyway, I don't need to accompany you deliberately."
After saying this, she even glanced at her brother and sister. She only wanted to be alone with Liang Youwei, and she wouldn't tolerate anyone else. If there were someone else, she would rather Liang Youwei not be there.
In short, if she couldn't survive, then no one else could survive.
"...I don't need it either. Weiwei, take a rest."
"Um."
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The next day, at two o'clock.
"Brother, don't you have to attend that meeting?"
In the back seat of the low-key BMW, Liang Youwei hooked the pinky finger of the person next to her and naturally leaned her head on his shoulder. "I remember that before, you and your sister each had meetings to attend."
Liang Ting'an smiled and said, "Zhihui is a committee member, so he must attend. I was just the corporate representative in the past, but I'm not the corporate representative for Yixing this year, so don't worry, Weiwei."
She was curious: "If it's not you? Then who is it?"
Liang Ting'an mentioned a name Liang Youwei wasn't familiar with, one of the senior executives on the board, and changed the subject again: "Tell me about yourself - have you been feeling well these past two days? I heard Shuyu mention that you seemed very tired this week at work."
The person concerned waved his hand nonchalantly: "Oh, I'm just sleepy. Isn't spring here?"
She is always tired when she works.
Liang Ting'an remained silent, wrapping his warm, dry palm around hers. "It's always good to be more thoughtful."
The Liang family is very old-fashioned in some ways. When they encounter health problems, their first reaction is to see a Chinese doctor rather than a Western hospital.
Soon, the two arrived at Zhong'antang on the West Third Ring Road.
"Mr. Liang is here? What a coincidence! Mr. Hu is here early too." The long-haired girl in a plain-colored jacket smiled and greeted them, "Mr. Liang, Weiwei, long time no see."
Liang Ting'an smiled and nodded in response, letting the girl next to him lean on the front desk, his eyes full of amazement: "Sister Zhiyang, your hair has grown longer, it looks really good."
"Thank you, Xiaowei." Zhiyang blushed slightly to show his respect. Then, he pressed the button with regular calligraphy and said softly, "Now we can go to Guanyunjian."
Zhong'antang attaches great importance to the privacy of patients. Pulse diagnosis and prescription of medicine are all done in separate private rooms, and additional arrangements are made according to different needs.
Guanyun Room was the standard room designated by the Liang family, and they had bought it a long time ago. However, when they didn't need it, they allowed Zhong'antang to use it - there would always be people who needed to see a doctor urgently.
Just think of it as accumulating blessings for yourself. After all, the people in their family generally have poor personal morals, so they have to make up for it in terms of public morality.
Elder Hu is a highly respected traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, the heir of one of the imperial capital's most prestigious medical families. Her husband is also a fellow practitioner. Both elders have numerous students worldwide and are known for their kindness and compassion. Even though they've long passed retirement age, they still visit Zhong'antang daily, offering free consultations to every patient.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Hu." Liang Ting'an bowed slightly, and Liang Youwei followed suit. The old man with silver hair on his temples smiled kindly, his eyebrows and eyes bright. "Good afternoon to you too, Youwei, come and sit down."
"Yeah." Liang Youwei walked briskly, still asking curiously, "Grandma Hu, do you think spring sleepiness is normal?"
Mr. Hu said gently: "Spring sleepiness? Of course it's normal. Young people nowadays are under a lot of pressure and can't sleep well at night, so it's normal to feel sleepy during the day."
Liang Ting'an remained silent, glancing at his overjoyed sister. He thought to himself that her biggest stress was dealing with her chaotic emotions. But no matter how chaotic these relationships were, they probably wouldn't disturb her sleep.
His slightly rough fingers gently pressed on her right wrist, with each finger performing its own function. Mr. Hu stared at her and carefully felt her pulse.
Unaware of what he had grasped, the old man's eyebrows twitched slightly, and Liang Ting'an keenly noticed it. After a pause, he said, "Mr. Hu, is there something wrong with Weiwei's body?"
Mr. Hu shook his head and smiled: "It's hard to say. Youwei, switch hands."
Liang Youwei's heart was in her throat. She was a little nervous, bit her lips, and obeyed obediently.
After both hands were done, Mr. Hu looked up at Liang Ting'an and said calmly, "Ting'an, please go out first. I need to ask Youwei something. It involves personal privacy, and it is not convenient for the family to listen."
After confirming that the door was completely closed and well soundproofed, Mr. Hu turned his gaze to Liang Youwei, who was three parts confused and three parts nervous, and went straight to the point.
"Youwei, have you had sex in the past month?"
……ah?
Liang Youwei's eyelids twitched as a foreboding premonition struck her. She suddenly felt thirsty and began to swallow. "Yes, I did, but I took measures..."
Qin Zhen knew that he was taking birth control pills. He didn't say much at the time, but he always wore a condom and took the pill. When he had sex with his brother, he also wore it every time...
“Maybe something went wrong with the measures.”
Mr. Hu stood up, pulled out a compartment of the nanmu cabinet behind him, took out the things inside, and handed them to Liang Youwei: "Just in case, let's test it again."
The girl opposite was stunned.
Is it a pregnancy test stick?
She blinked slowly, but the question that came out of her mouth was - "Grandma Hu, does the Chinese medicine hospital also have Western medicine supplies?"
With a nearly imperfect sigh, Mr. Hu said helplessly, "Of course we have to rely on the achievements of modern medicine when necessary. Chinese and Western medicine are inseparable. As long as we can cure diseases and save lives, that's good enough. Do you know how to use a pregnancy test kit?"
"I'm not sure... Are there instructions on it?" Liang Youwei took the long strip, turned it around and looked at it, feeling very curious.
But Mr. Hu became increasingly silent, a look of worry on his face. She approached Liang Youwei and patiently and carefully explained how to use it. After receiving an "understood" from her, she patted her shoulder.
"Let's go to the bathroom."
Guanyun has its own bathroom, so there is no need to go out to meet Liang Tingan.
…
Five, four, three, two, one.
After preparing herself mentally, Liang Youwei took several deep breaths, slowly opened her eyes, and looked at the strip in her hand.
As soon as she saw the two bright red lines, her ears started ringing and her vision went dark.
She was going to die. Liang Jingyi would definitely strangle her to death.
Liang Youwei was in tears.
Covering her face to calm herself down, she walked out of the bathroom in a daze, and with trembling hands, she handed the pregnancy test stick to Mr. Hu for confirmation. When she saw his frown and heard the word "pregnant", her heart turned cold.
Seeing how bad her face looked, Mr. Hu couldn't help but feel soft-hearted. He helped her sit down and comforted her softly, "Youwei, you're the one involved. It's up to you whether to keep the child or not. There's no need to worry or be afraid. It's only a month now, at most. It shouldn't be difficult to abort it. As for whether to tell the child's biological father, that's up to you."
In her spare time, she often chatted with the younger generation and knew a lot of gossip about the Liang family, especially Liang Youwei's relationship status.
But now Liang Youwei has broken up with Qin Zhen, and she is pregnant at this time. She must be feeling conflicted.
At this moment, Liang Youwei was indeed extremely conflicted, but she was not worried about whether the child should stay or go, but rather - who is the child's father?
She wore a condom when having sex with Qin Zhen, and also when having sex with Liang Ting'an. The interval between their intercourse was only one week. How did she know when she got pregnant?
"To be on the safe side, it's best to go to a Western hospital for another checkup soon. I'm not in a position to bring this up, so whether you want to tell anyone else is up to you."
Finally, Mr. Hu said all his words and sent Liang Youwei, who had remained silent with her head down, out of Guanyunjian.
Liang Ting'an put away his phone, stood up and walked over: "Weiwei?"
Liang Youwei subconsciously tightened the handle of her baguette bag, her eyelashes trembling violently, as if she was brewing something: "Brother."
"Hmm?" The man felt that her tone was wrong.
Liang Youwei didn't know what to say.
I'm pregnant? It's about 50% your child? But it's 100% mine. You shouldn't be mad, right? Brother, if I give the child the surname Liang, will you give him the inheritance rights? And brother, if Liang Jingyi wants to kill someone, can you stop him?
Liang Ting'an took a few steps forward, took her bag, and patiently repeated, "What's wrong? Is there something seriously wrong with your body?"
He felt that this was wrong. If Liang Youwei was really seriously ill, she would definitely run out crying and hug him, asking him to give her money and things to ease her excessive sadness.
Liang Youwei lowered her eyes and thought, then hesitated and pulled the confused him into an empty room.
"elder brother."
She whispered two words, slowly opened the embossed button lock, took out the pregnancy test stick inside, and blocked most of the pregnancy test stick with her hand, leaving only the two bars exposed.
Liang Ting'an didn't say anything.
He has basic common sense and knows what this means.
Liang Youwei is pregnant.
Thinking about her delayed menstruation and her abnormal behavior at work in the past few days, everything had an answer.
Liang Youwei waited for a while, but still heard nothing. Her head was sore from lowering it, and she felt her timidity was enough, so she mustered up the courage to raise her eyes. But before she could say anything, she was enveloped in a warm, broad embrace.
"Don't be afraid. Brother is here."
The familiar woody aroma brought a familiar sense of security. After a brief moment of hesitation, Liang Youwei followed her heart. She stood on tiptoe, put her arms around his neck, and buried her face in the crook of his neck.
It is a posture of wholehearted trust and dependence.
Liang Ting'an couldn't describe his current mood.
He had very few family ties. His father existed only in written form, and he rarely saw his mother for two or three years. As for his two sisters, one only cared about money and romance, while the other was obsessed with pursuing excitement every day, only occasionally remembering that she had a brother.
And now Liang Youwei told him that he was about to have a child.
He was about to have a new relative, perhaps a daughter, perhaps a son. In short, it was a relative he and Liang Youwei had conceived together, and one of the few who could truly make him feel the presence of family affection.
What exactly was going on in his heart? Liang Ting'an didn't know.
Perhaps the largest proportion is happiness and expectation.
However, practical issues cannot be ignored either.
"Do you want to keep it?"
After hugging her for only a short while, Liang Ting'an let go of her hand and habitually supported her waist, letting her land on her heels. He bent down and kissed the side of Liang Youwei's face, trying to comfort her heart.
She's still a child herself, so she would definitely be scared.
The voice of the person in his arms sounded muffled: "I don't know. Grandma Hu said it would be best to go to the Western Hospital for another check-up..."
Liang Youwei really didn't know what to do. After a brief moment of worry about Liang Jingyi, she thought of more.
On the one hand, she was only in her twenties, and childbirth was extremely damaging to her body, so how could she take such a risk? On the other hand, Liang Youwei had no relatives in this world, and the child in her belly was the only one she could be sure of, a blood connection to her. As long as she thought of this, she couldn't let it go.
Suddenly, she felt the urge to cry. On the ocean of fear, a small boat floated, representing expectation and hope.
Liang Ting'an observed her expression calmly. After realizing that fear was still the main theme, he lowered his eyes, put the pregnancy test stick back into his bag, and took her hand: "Yes."
The voice was very soft, but it seemed to have made some kind of determination.
.
As the sun sets, the gray sky is tinged with white and a hint of orange.
After a few tests, Liang Youwei was so sleepy that she fell asleep in the car. Since they weren't taking a commercial vehicle today, Liang Ting'an acted as a human cushion, adjusting his position to fit her.
One of his arms was held by Liang Youwei, and he used the other hand to look at the report.
Every profession has its own expertise. Liang Ting'an couldn't understand some terms very well, so he had to pick up his mobile phone from time to time to look up things, and sometimes switch to the report form to compare the values. His movements were very cautious and made almost no extra noise.
The doctor said the mother was healthy, but he was still worried and had to see it with his own eyes to feel at ease.
Liang Youwei's attitude was ambiguous. She didn't say she wanted to have a child, nor did she express her intention to abort the child. However, no matter what choice she made, Liang Ting'an would prepare everything for her.
Having children is great, as it gives you another family member. Not having children but having your sister by your side will also bring you another kind of happiness.
It will be all right.
He wanted a child, but he wanted Liang Youwei to love and trust him even more. Furthermore, with today's medical technology, there was no guarantee of absolute safety for pregnant women during childbirth. Rather than living in uncertainty, it was better to let her live a healthy life.
Thinking of this, he gradually let go of his regrets.
After checking all the data one by one, Liang Ting'an lowered his head slightly and pressed his lips against the corner of her eye.
Go to sleep.
【Author’s words】
After this chapter, Weiwei is pregnant, but the main plot is still about love and flirting.
ps: Anyway, someone's sperm quality is good, nothing will go wrong, Vivi can do whatever she wants.
PPS: I have to say goodbye to my little angels who don’t eat during pregnancy for the time being. I hope you can find more meals that suit your appetite. I’m so reluctant to leave you (wiping tears)
Ppps: Actually, the plot later on is actually sweeter and more exciting (stands up) (struggles) (tries to keep the audience) Let’s take a look at it (weak tone)
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