Dr. Zhang, who had arrived, was unhappy. Who wanted to harm your child would call the doctor? But she couldn't lose her temper, so she could only persuade Feng Shi, "We are doctors. We must put patients first, and the safety of you and your child is more important."

"No! I don't believe it!" Feng Shi rolled her eyes and pushed away the nurse who was supporting her. She waved her hands and feet and didn't let anyone get close to her. Tears squeezed out of her eyes as she stammered, "I don't want to, I don't want this child to have no father, unless Wen Shu gets divorced, or I won't accept treatment!"

Noticing the pleading eyes of the doctors around her, Wen Shu directly grabbed the sedative in the ambulance next to her and injected it into Feng Shi. She asked someone to push Feng Shi into the examination room. She had a lot of ways to deal with patients who did not cooperate with her.

"You talk too much. Which is more important, your health or my divorce!"

But half an hour later.

Seeing the result of examination submitted by Dr. Zhang, Wen Shu burst into laughter. She guessed that Dr. Zhang was also very angry. As for the bleeding, it was said that the patient's menstrual period was ahead of time, so the patient did not pay attention...

Wen Shu packed up her things and was ready to leave the hospital. She glanced at the table casually, which was the pregnancy-test report left by Feng Shi. She paused for a moment and swept it into the trash can.

"It's a pity that it's a fake pregnancy." She sighed for no reason. There were rows of tall buildings outside the window, and bright lights shone into her pupils. She reached out her hand. He had once come here in the morning light. But now she closed her hand, there was only specks of dust left on her fingertips, beating in the light.

"What's wrong? Are you quite disappointed?" A familiar male voice came from behind.

The man standing at the door was wearing a black suit. His whole body was hidden in the shadows, and his body was covered with a layer of gloom.

Qin Mingyue raised his head and looked at her. His dark eyes were deep and bottomless. He said in a mocking tone that she was most familiar with, "That's right, Mrs. Qin. Isn't it very familiar to see such a woman who is willing to do anything for money? Let me think about it. Weren't you the last one?"

"Yes, it's me." In his eyes, no matter how much she said, it was useless. If she quarreled with him, she would only make things difficult for herself.

Wen Shu pulled down the curtains to block the light and hid the bitterness at the corner of her mouth. She had thought that her heart had long been numb from the pain, but now, it was still filled with strong jealousy. He had still been in love with Yan Zhiwei. His current state made her look like a fool who had been obsessed with Qin Mingyue back then.

She slowly let out a turbid breath and suppressed the sadness in her heart. She raised her head and chuckled gently, as usual. "So, I'll say it again. Mr. Qin, as long as you want, I can divorce you at any time."

"Divorce? You can't take it anymore, can you?" Qin Mingyue strode in. His tall figure loomed over her as he lowered his head and whispered into her ear. A cruel smile formed on his lips as he said, "It's a pity that this is just the beginning. Since you want to be Mrs. Qin so badly, I'll make sure that you'll be Mrs. Qin for the rest of your life. You'll never be able to get off."

He couldn't love who he loved. He knew that she loved him, so he kept flirting with others. There were endless scandals about him, and he loved all kinds of women.

Except for her...

Wen Shu clenched her fists tightly and hid the emotions in her eyes with her long eyelashes. However, she forced a smile and pushed Qin Mingyue away. "You're wrong, Qin Mingyue. It's my honor."

She picked up her things and walked out of the door as calmly as possible. She maintained her pride and did not look at the gloomy face of the man behind her.

The cold wind blew into her collar, and the people on the street passed through with their own goals. Only she didn't know where to go. She bought a cup of milk tea and sucked it tastelessly. In the past, she had naively thought that one day, she would be able to influence him. But now, no matter how strong the feelings were, it was like the milk tea in her hands, it would get cold without someone holding it.

It was cold, it was chilly. She threw the milk tea into the trash can.

"Boohoo! Boohoo!" The phone vibrated in her pocket, and Wen Shu came to her senses. She took out a tissue to wipe the milk stains on her clothes and picked up the phone with the other hand. It was a call from Grandma.

A kind and gentle female voice came from the phone. "Oh, Shushu, are you off work? Are you free tomorrow? You haven't had dinner with Grandma for a long time."

Wen Shu clutched her phone tightly to prevent herself from crying out. She replied with a "hmm" in a low voice. Perhaps in the entire Qin family, only the Grandma had always treated her gently.

She talked to Grandma for a long time before hanging up the phone.

The next day.

Wen Shu deliberately put on light makeup to hide the exhaustion in her eyes. As soon as she arrived at the old mansion, she saw that the black Cayenne had already stopped in the yard. She was stunned for a moment. Qin Mingyue was also there.

It made sense. He had always respected his grandmother. Only in the old house could they get along with each other for a short time.

The housekeeper of the old house welcomed her in. The old woman and the young man were already sitting in the dining room. When Mrs. Qin Sr saw Wen Shu, she waved her hand and said, "ShuShu! Look at this boy. He has already grown up, but he has forgotten about his wife. He didn't even come to pick you up!"

Wen Shu glanced at Qin Mingyue. The man sat at the table with a faint smile on his face. She put down her bag, came over, and hugged Grandma's shoulder. She complained slightly, "I'm too busy in the department, so I had to let him go first."

"Okay, okay, okay! You two are a couple." Grandma patted Wen Shu's arm and asked her to let go. She then glared at Qin Mingyue and said, "If the girl wants you to leave, then you just leave. Why don't you listen to her at usual?"

Qin Mingyue glanced at Wen Shu. She was quite good at coaxing the elderly.

He sneered and changed the topic. "Grandma, it's your 80th birthday next month. What do you want to do?"

Grandma was old, but she enjoyed the hustle and bustle of life. Every year, there would be a big party for her birthday, let alone the ten-year birthday.

At the mention of this, Mrs. Qin Sr smiled. Just as she was about to say something, she glanced at the couple and said, "Oh, there's nothing to do with my birthday." Mrs. Qin Sr looked listless, as if she had no interest in it. "Shushu, what do you think I should do?"

Seeing the old lady winking at her, Wen Shu couldn't help but feel her heart skip a beat. She quickly tried to smooth things over and said, "Grandma, we should have a grand celebration! If you have any requests, feel free to ask."

Mrs. Qin Sr nodded approvingly. "Look, I'm 80 years old. The old lady of the Zhang family already has a great-grandson. You two..."

"Grandma, you cannot rush to have a great-grandson," Qin Mingyue held his head helplessly.

As soon as he spoke, Mrs. Qin Sr immediately blew up. She knocked hard on the table with the cup in her hand and said, "How dare you say that! I can't rush it. It's you. You go abroad for meetings every day. It's only been a few days at home. How can Shushu get pregnant?"

"Gosh, I'm old and useless! The grandson is so disobedient!" Mrs. Qin Sr sighed and leaned back. She took the hand of Wen Shu and said, "My husband, I'm sorry! Why don't you take me away? Wen Jie, I'm sorry for your couple!"

"Grandma, don't say that." Wen Shu squatted down and held the old woman's hands with both hands.

Mrs. Qin Sr quietly patted Wen Shu on the back of her hand and blinked.