"Perhaps in your n’s eyes, a child is just a tool for exchanging status, but to , my child is my life!"
She glared at him, her words pouring out all at once. Both of them, in their room, teetering on the brink of collapse. All these years, to protect her son, she had endured so much humiliation... all she wanted... all she wanted was to wait until Gu Shaocheng’s first son was born before letting Jiajia et his father.
"Miss Chen Xing, what’s wrong with you? Why did you suddenly jump as if startled? What are President Wen and Mr. Bai doing inside? Are they fighting?"
Suddenly, a secretary patted Chenxing on the shoulder.
Chenxing took a mont before responding to her, nodding her head, "It seems like they’re fighting but I can’t open the door. Can you stay here, I’m afraid they’ll cause trouble."
"What about you?"
"I..." she opened her mouth, trembling slightly, "I have to go to the bathroom... urgently."
Then, as if fleeing in panic, she left the building, heading to the garden downstairs. In a deserted place, her legs gave way, and she sat straight down on the lawn, her heart contracting in pain and fear.
She could still hear Sister Jingru and Brother Wuqing’s argunt in her mind. It was like a virus planted deep in her heart, impossible to get rid of.
She bit her lower lip, biting so hard that blood dripped from it. She clutched her clothes tightly, working hard to control her emotions, not to let herself cry. How could this happen?
How could there be such a transaction?
How could anyone bargain with a child?
A wave of suffocating pain slowly welled up from her heart!
Was what Sister Jingru said true?
So, the little Jiajia who resembled Brother Wuqing was not his illegitimate child but the child of Brother Wuqing and Sister Jingru?
Sister Jingru, to protect her child, had even hidden her pregnancy, concealed childbirth, and raised him all by herself secretly! She never even dared to let the child’s biological father know about his existence!
She suddenly rembered what Gu Shaocheng had said long ti ago, "Having a child is troubleso." She’d never understood it until now, and it hit her like a ton of bricks.
A child is troubleso!
So that’s what he ant!
Chenxing swallowed her fear and stifled a scream, hugging her shoulders tight, watching a family in the distance. A man and a woman were leading a child by the hand, the child probably sick, his head bandaged. Even so, the child was still smiling so happily, babbling and making the couple laugh... Such a scene would make anyone envious.
Because of Jiajia, she had thrown all her condoms in the trash can these past few days, thinking she might have a baby as domineering as Shaocheng. Now, thinking back, she only felt a burst of fear, shock, and shudder!
In an instant, her tears were flowing down her cheeks!
Chenxing felt that the words still echoing in her ears, the words that Sister Jingru scread out hysterically, seed like a poisonous sword, stabbing her heart rcilessly. It hurt so much she felt like dying, "No, this can’t be true. It must be just my imagination, only my imagination!"
"Impossible! Shaocheng is so strong, he even said that he is my hero. How could he not keep or protect his child? Use the child as a bargaining chip for a promise?"
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