When coming down from the Peak, Wen Baozhu's palms were ice - cold. Even after she got back into the car, she couldn't feel any warmth from the heater.
Sure enough, Li Wenshu was getting old. After coming down from the mountain, she had been coughing desperately and had wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue several times.
Wen Baozhu was preoccupied and didn't even notice the light - pink bloodstains on Li Wenshu's handkerchief.
Before getting out of the car, Li Wenshu glanced at her again. "Wen Baozhu, don't blame me for not telling you in advance."
"I've made the pros and cons clear enough. If you want to keep this child, you'd better pray for yourself."
When she turned around to leave, there was a hint of pity mixed with the coldness in her eyes. "The pain of miscarriage is not easy to bear. I hope you won't experience it."
After saying that, she turned around and slowly walked towards the main gate of the old mansion with the help of a servant.
Wen Baozhu sat in the car, feeling as if her hands and feet had already frozen.
The driver turned around and asked, "Shall I take you back to the villa?"
Wen Baozhu nodded blankly. "… Thank you. It's troublesome."
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Since Fu Lian and Fu Shuyi had their rift last time, this was the first time they sat down to have a meal calmly.
It was more like Fu Shuyi unilaterally showing no good face to her nephew.
Fu Lian didn't like to be too ostentatious. Having a rift and conflict with his family was not beneficial to his external reputation.
So when Fu Shuyi actively invited him to meet, he didn't refuse.
However, after sitting down, his expression remained as cold as ever. "It's rare for you, Auntie, to invite me. I'm afraid you have something to say."
The relationship between the aunt and nephew had always been indifferent, not to mention being close.
On the contrary, Fu Shuyi had always doted on her younger brother, Fu Nian, since he was a child.
When he was a child, Fu Lian didn't understand why the adults' preference was so obvious.
It was not until he grew up and became sensible that he realized that his aunt wanted to get close to Fu Nian so that she could play the emotional card when dividing the family property later.
How absurd. Everyone in the family had long known who the Fu family would eventually fall into the hands of.
He was the last one to know.
From then on, Fu Lian no longer craved the love and care of anyone in the Fu family and gradually became a cold - hearted man.
Fu Shuyi had watched Fu Lian grow up since he was a child. Although she didn't pay much attention to him, he was still one of her nephews.
She never expected that this once - unfavored nephew would have such great abilities to completely reverse the situation.
She had hoped to make a comeback by relying on Fu Nian, but unexpectedly, Fu Lian had taken over.
She admitted her bad luck for betting on the wrong person.
Seeing his cold look, Fu Shuyi smiled. "A Lian, you've always been so assertive since you were a child. I've always admired you for this, nephew."
Fu Lian said, "Auntie, you're an elder. As a junior, I respect you very much. You can just say what you want."
Fu Shuyi twitched her lips. "The conflicts in our Fu family should be dealt with within the family, not by outsiders. Am I right?"
Fu Lian lowered his eyes. "The conflicts in the Fu family were not caused by one or two people. You should understand this better than I do, Auntie."
"I'm not here to mediate the family disputes. You know very well that I won't get much of the Fu family's assets. No matter who the final winner is, I won't have a share. The only small part I had is now being taken over by your woman. I'm just an idle person now."
She paused for a moment and stared meaningfully at Fu Lian. "However, if you really plan to keep a landmine by your side, I don't think it's a wise decision."
Fu Lian's voice was calm. "There are too many people around me who want to harm me. If you're really giving me a kind reminder, Auntie, please be more straightforward."
"I really don't know if you're pretending to be stupid or really stupid," Fu Shuyi said as she took out her phone and played an audio file. "Listen. The woman you're keeping is trying to take your life."
The private room had good privacy, so the sound wouldn't leak out. She boldly turned up the volume to the maximum.
"I didn't ask you clearly before, but now you'd better make a decision as soon as possible."
"Do you want to sit firmly on the throne of the mistress of the Fu family or be repeatedly exploited by a man who only cares about interests? A smart person will make the right choice."
"Wen Baozhu, be a sensible woman."
"…"
This was the audio from a bug, but only Li Wenshu's voice could be heard.
Maybe the wind on the Peak was too strong, or Wen Baozhu's voice was too soft to be recorded.
"A Lian, your mother is so partial. She even wants your own flesh and blood to recognize someone else as the father."
Fu Shuyi sneered. "The woman you brought from Hong Kong. You like that she has no one to rely on, but do you think she's really that obedient?"
Fu Lian frowned slightly. "I have eyes and can see for myself. I don't need you to teach me, Auntie."
"There's no woman in this world who isn't greedy."
Fu Shuyi sighed. "Especially women who grew up in poor places. They're extremely ambitious."
Since they weren't really here for a meal and the matter was already done, Fu Shuyi got up from her chair. "You know my purpose. In a fight between two tigers, one of them must win."
"But A Lian, I hope you'll be the winner."
…
In the end, no one touched the table full of high - end dishes.
After Fu Shuyi left, Fu Lian also came out of the room and got into the car parked at the door.
The driver asked him where he wanted to go.
He rubbed his temples. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were cold and gloomy.
"Has Wen Baozhu gone back?"
The driver contacted Wen Baozhu's driver via his phone and then reported, "She's already back from the old mansion. If you go back now, you might just meet her."
"Shall I take you back to the villa now?"
Fu Lian thought for a moment and then said coldly, "Go back."
He wanted to see how his woman was going to harm him.
Wen Baozhu got home a few minutes earlier than Fu Lian. She was sitting on the sofa, feeling restless.
The news today was too shocking. Her brain was like an old computer host, working hard but still reacting slowly.
Compared with the so - called feuds and internal strife in the Fu family, what she really cared about was Li Wenshu's last words.
I hope you won't experience the pain of miscarriage.
Those words were not a warning or a threat, but a reminder and advice from a woman who had experienced a lot.
Wen Baozhu sat on the sofa, and Fu Lian's face appeared in her mind.
The night before, he had held her and said he loved her.
They said that even a tiger wouldn't eat its own cubs. Wen Baozhu didn't believe that Fu Lian would really not love his own child.
Even if he didn't love her, he wouldn't not love his own flesh and blood, let alone abort the child himself.
However, all the signs seemed to indicate that he didn't really want this child.
She tried to convince herself, but new ideas kept popping up, making her mind conflicted.
Wen Baozhu got up and went to the kitchen to pour herself a glass of water, trying to calm down.
When she came out with the glass in her hand, she happened to see the man standing at the door, wearing a black suit, with a cold and aloof expression.
When he looked at her, there was impatience and disgust in his eyes. The action of Wen Baozhu raising the glass to drink water froze for a moment.
Maybe she misinterpreted it. It was just a momentary illusion, and the man soon regained his gentleness.
"What are you standing there for? Come here."