Jiang Fusheng hadn't understood why Tang Wenwen had suddenly left, but now he instantly realized. A surge of jealousy welled up inside him, and he grabbed Tang Wenwen's hand, shouting, "Let's go!"
Jing Tian stood blocking the doorway, not intending to move. Jiang Fusheng reached out and pushed him aside, but he stubbornly refused to give way.
"Jing Tian, what are you doing? Come and sit down." Director Feng couldn't sit still any longer.
The atmosphere in the room was so eerie that even the least perceptive person could sense the unease.
"Wenwen, give me another chance," Jing Tian finally spoke.
"Get out!" Jiang Fusheng was furious and raised his hand to push Jing Tian's shoulder forcefully.
Upon seeing his son being attacked, Director Feng abruptly stood up.
Tensions rose sharply.
Cries came from outside the door. The nanny stumbled in carrying Xiao Zichen and bumped into Jing Tian.
The child was only wearing a small sweater, his face was bluish-purple, and he was having difficulty breathing.
"Help, help me!" the nanny cried out as she lunged at the crowd.
"My son, what happened to my son?" Sister-in-law Xiao Si was putting a shrimp into her mouth when she saw this and quickly came over.
The people at the table stood up, looking at what was happening in front of them, bewildered.
Deng Jianyan, being a doctor, reacted the fastest. He rushed over, snatched the little boy from Xiao Zichen, and glanced at him while pinching his little mouth.
"He, peanuts, I didn't see him at first glance, and he got stuck..." the nanny said incoherently.
"I'll let you eat, eat, eat!" Qi Si vented all his anger on Xiao Si's wife. He was so nervous that he knocked a small plate to the ground and smashed it to pieces.
Fourth Sister-in-law had already seen what Xiao Zichen looked like, and she was stunned for a moment, her eyes wide open. Fourth Sister-in-law's mother hurriedly came over to support her daughter.
Deng Jianyan had no time to explain. He turned Xiao Zichen over, tightened his grip on his abdomen, and slammed him hard.
Xiao Zichen opened his mouth and coughed out a peanut, which was covered with some blood.
His breathing became easier; he had been both shocked and frightened, and now he opened his mouth and burst into tears.
"Son, you scared your mother to death! What would I do without you?" Fourth Sister-in-law went over and picked up Xiao Zichen, touching his head and face, feeling around, then hugged him tightly, sobbing and crying with tears streaming down her face.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the child was alright.
“The child is frightened and won’t be comfortable after getting stuck like that. I’ll go take care of him. Zhou Yue, you stay here and don’t go anywhere.” Deng Jianyan grabbed his coat and put it on, then helped Xiao Si’s wife up.
Sister-in-law Xiao Si's legs were so weak that she could barely stand. Qi Si's heart softened when he saw this, and he came over to help her hold the child.
“It’s inconvenient for a grown man like you to go. I’ll go,” said Aunt Wang, stepping forward to address Deng Jianyan.
She's usually good at giving children acupuncture to ward off illnesses, and treating things like infantile convulsions is one of her strengths. I feel more at ease entrusting my care to her than to Deng Jianyan.
Fourth Sister-in-law is still standing there, too afraid to move.
"Let's go, hey, with me here, what's there to be afraid of?" Aunt Wang pulled Xiao Si's sister-in-law along.
She was always fierce towards Xiao Si's wife, who would run away from her like a mouse around a cat.
It was rare for her to speak so gently; Fourth Sister-in-law was stunned and thought she had misheard.
"It's alright now, don't worry, your godmother is here." Zhou Xing's mother came over to comfort Xiao Si's wife.
Since the fourth sister-in-law is young, she was genuinely frightened and was in a daze.
Qi Si and his family of four left, with the nanny following behind, trembling.
Qin Xiaoyu wasn't heartless and unmoved; it's just that if she left for even a moment, Tang Wenwen would collapse to the ground.
Tang Wenwen's nerves were stretched to the limit.
From the moment Zi Chen entered the room, her face turned deathly pale, and her fingernails dug so hard into the flesh of her palms that they were almost broken.
"Wenwen, your stomach must be hurting badly. Go back and lie down first." Qin Xiaoyu winked at Jiang Fusheng, and the two of them supported Tang Wenwen on either side as they came out of Building No. 4.
This time Jing Tian didn't stop her, but from his shocked eyes, Qin Xiaoyu understood that he knew everything.
After escorting Tang Wenwen to her room, Qin Xiaoyu wanted to leave so that she could have some peace and quiet.
"You all get out." Tang Wenwen was referring to Jiang Fusheng.
He didn't say much, and silently followed Qin Xiaoyu out.
"Fusheng," Qin Xiaoyu called out.
“I understand,” Jiang Fusheng said without turning his head.
Qin Xiaoyu followed him downstairs and watched him pick up his suitcase and stride toward the door.
Poor Wenwen. Qin Xiaoyu truly felt sorry for her. She had just watched her child teeter on the brink of death, too afraid to touch or ask anything, her heart breaking. Now, her beloved had left without saying goodbye.
There's still a mess to clean up in Building 4.
When she returned to Building 4, there was only the soft clinking of bowls and chopsticks on the dining table; everyone was being very careful.
Grandma Hanhan didn't look well either, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes. Grandpa Hanhan's hands were shaking so badly that half of the wine in the wine glass spilled, and he couldn't even drink it.
Although Director Feng and Jing Tian's father didn't speak, they kept exchanging glances, their eyes filled with suspicion.
"Xiaoyu, I'd like to talk to you." Jing Tian stood up.
A Lei stood up before Qin Xiaoyu could, and Qin Xiaoyu quickly glared at him, telling him not to cause any more trouble.
Hanhan sat next to Alei and tugged at his collar, forcing Alei to sit down.
Qin Xiaoyu led Jing Tian to the living room of Building No. 1.
"The child is mine, isn't he?" Jing Tian said bluntly.
"It's not yours," Qin Xiaoyu insisted.
"Don't lie to me."
“I’m not lying to you. From the moment you broke up with Wenwen, this child had nothing to do with you.”
"I came back to look for her, but she wouldn't see me!" Jing Tian roared.
"You think she'll just see you because you're looking for her? What do you take her for? Someone you can summon and dismiss at will? Keep dreaming!" Qin Xiaoyu's temper had improved a lot. If it were before, Jing Tian would probably have had a few more bloody marks on his face.
"Qin Xiaoyu, you can't do this. We already have a child. What's the point of breaking us up now?"
"Ha, did we break you up?" Qin Xiaoyu was speechless at his values.
"I'm going to take this wife and the child with me, no matter what!" Jing Tian was already acting recklessly.
"Take one away and let me see. My son is mine; he's my wife's lifeblood. You'd better think about what you just said." Qi Si walked in unnoticed.
"Brother." Qin Xiaoyu hadn't seen Qi Si lose his temper in a long time. Ever since he started doing business, he had become much more peaceful.
Now that things have suddenly returned to normal, she's a little scared.
Not only was she afraid, but Jing Tian was even more afraid. Qin Xiaoyu saw hesitation on his face. Ha, a man like that is best kept as far away as possible.
Jing Tian went out for a while, and then Director Feng and his family left. The meal ended on a sour note.
As soon as they left, Grandma Hanhan rushed back to see Tang Wenwen, and was somewhat surprised to find that Jiang Fusheng was not there.
"He went back to the provincial capital." Qin Xiaoyu had no choice but to tell her the truth. Grandma Hanhan sighed, it seemed that this was the only way.
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