Upon arrival at the hospital, after a thorough examination, the doctor informed her that she was not yet due to give birth, and the sudden intense pain was likely caused by the baby turning over.
After listening to the doctor's words, Su Yue remembered that her belly had indeed shaken violently just now, much stronger than the usual fetal movements.
Since everything was fine and it wasn't time for production yet, the group prepared to head back.
Fu Shen wanted to take Su Yue back with him, but she firmly refused.
Su Yue glanced at the busy hospital corridor, leaned closer to Fu Shen, and said in a low voice, "You go back first, and my godmother and I will walk back slowly."
Fu Shen frowned, his gaze fixed on Su Yue, and remained silent.
Seeing this, Wang Jingyi quickly said, "Pregnant women should walk more; it will make childbirth easier."
Fu Shen then stopped insisting. Just now at Grandma Yang's house, he saw Su Yue's face contorted in pain, and his heart ached as if it were being pricked by needles. He wished he could take her pain away from her.
He looked at Su Yue with tender eyes: "Then walk back slowly, I'll go back first."
Su Yue: "I understand."
Although Fu Shen said he had to go back first, he still carefully helped Su Yue to the hospital entrance. Just as he let go of her hand, they happened to run into Huo Yunqi's wife, Zhang Qiushui.
She was pale and looked sickly; she must have come to see a doctor.
She had only glanced at Su Yue and Wang Jingyi before intending to look away.
But when she saw Fu Shen, her eyes widened instantly, her face filled with disbelief, as if she had seen someone incredible.
Su Yue and Wang Jingyi followed her gaze to Fu Shen, and then exchanged a knowing glance.
Wang Jingyi asked Zhang Qiushui in an unfriendly tone, "What are you looking at?"
Zhang Qiushui, however, seemed not to hear, and continued to stare intently at Fu Shen.
How come this person looks so much like Huo Xueshen when he was young?
If she hadn't known that his age didn't match Huo Xueshen's, she would have thought the person in front of her was Huo Xueshen himself.
Fu Shen glanced at Zhang Qiushui, then turned to Su Yue and said, "Let's hurry back, the sun is making the ground hotter and hotter."
Zhang Qiushui: "..." Even their voices are exactly the same.
Su Yue responded softly. Since Zhang Qiushui had already seen her, hiding would only arouse more suspicion.
Zhang Qiushui suddenly stepped forward and blocked their way, her gaze fixed on Fu Shen. "Who are you? Why do you look so much like my husband's younger brother? What is your relationship with him?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Jingyi glared at her fiercely and, before Fu Shen could speak, interrupted, "The world is so big, there are plenty of people who look alike! Ha, your husband's younger brother, could he be the one he personally reported? If so, your husband's younger brother is really unlucky to have such an older brother."
Ever since hearing Grandma Yang recount what Huo Yunqi did to Huo Xueshen, Wang Jingyi has felt utterly disgusted with people like Huo Yunqi, her words filled with contempt.
I wonder if Huo Yunqi knows that his wife acknowledges Huo Xueshen as his younger brother.
Zhang Qiushui was not surprised that Wang Jingyi knew about Huo Yunqi's report against Huo Xueshen. After all, she was Grandma Yang's daughter-in-law, and she would definitely tell her these things.
In the past two years, many people have scoffed at Huo Yunqi's act of reporting Huo Xueshen, and she has heard too many unpleasant things.
Wang Jingyi said she had been unlucky for eight lifetimes, which was already being polite. She didn't care about those things. What she cared about was why the person in front of her looked so much like Huo Xueshen. That was of utmost importance to her.
Zhang Qiushui was certain, "They look alike, but I've never seen anyone look so alike."
Her deceased mother-in-law bore some resemblance to Huo Xueshen, but not nearly as much as the man before her.
Fu Shen saw that a crowd of onlookers was gradually gathering around him, and in order not to attract more attention, he kept a cold look in his eyes.
“My surname is Fu. Your husband’s younger brother was a sent-down person. People would avoid him like the plague. Who would dare to marry their daughter to him? You’re asking me what our relationship is? Isn’t that a bit ridiculous? You’ve forgotten how he was sent down, whether he was married and had children before he was sent down, and whether you sent him any food or introduced him to potential partners after he was sent down.”
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