Detective: I, Cao Jianjun, started by arresting my brother-in-law.

"These are all local specialties: green rice dumplings, rice cakes, and crab shell pastries. I'll let you try them when we get back."

Hearing that there was food, Zhou Hui finally smiled.

"Honey, isn't the director about to retire?"

Cao Jianjun put down the gift, put one leg on the chair, and unconsciously rubbed his knee with the other hand.

"Yes, I heard from Xia Jie that it should be approved by the end of this month."

Zhou Hui nodded and said, "Jianjun, the director is retiring. What are you planning to give him as a gift?"

"A massage chair, please."

Cao Jianjun rolled his eyes and said, "He's always had a bad back, so I've got my eye on a massage chair that costs over 20,000 yuan."

"He worked hard all his life and took such good care of our family, so let's give him this."

Zhou Hui nodded slightly in agreement: "I have another idea."

"what idea?"

"I want the director to be my child's godfather."

"???"

Cao Jianjun's eyes bulged as he heard this: "Wife, you'd better think this through. If you really accept this marriage, we'll be considered half of the director's children."

"It doesn't matter."

Zhou Hui smiled and said, "Anyway, neither of our sides has many elderly people, so having one is fine too."

"Then you have to see if the director agrees."

"In my opinion, there shouldn't be a big problem."

"That's up to you."

Cao Jianjun didn't care about this kind of thing.

Although the director was considered his mentor, he never revealed his family affairs within the institute.

Therefore, Cao Jianjun knew almost nothing about Wang Shou's family.

"I'll try to sound them out another day."

Zhou Hui smiled playfully and said, "The main reason is that over the years, the director has always treated us like children."

“You’re busy outside all day, and I haven’t had time to repay him because of having a baby.”

"Now that I'm retired, I'll have more free time. It's perfect timing, as our daughter is growing up. When I have more free time, I'll go and take care of her."

Cao Jianjun nodded in agreement.

Zhou Hui is that kind of woman.

With a straightforward and outspoken nature, right and wrong are clearly distinguished.

The young couple chatted on video for most of the day until almost 11 o'clock when Zhou Hui's sister-in-law urged her to take a shower, and that's when it ended.

After hanging up the video call, Cao Jianjun sat alone on the balcony, gazing at the quiet night.

He was still worried about Huang Xi.

No man can ignore a child that suddenly appears out of nowhere.

He could view his relationship with Huang Xi as nothing more than a chance encounter filled with passion.

Once everyone has calmed down, let each of you go your own way.

But now...

Forget it.

Cao Jianjun took a deep breath, took out his phone, found Huang Xi's number, and dialed it.

"Sorry! The number you dialed is not in service!"

"..."

When the notification tone came from the phone's earpiece, Cao Jianjun stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

Blocked on WeChat, changed phone number?

Does this woman really want to sever ties with him?

But she can cut off all contact with him without feeling guilty. If Cao Jianjun really does that, then he's truly doomed.

Putting aside whether it's morally acceptable, even if one pretends not to know for the time being...

But what if Huang Xi really gives birth to the child and encounters problems, and the mother and child can't make it together...?

Ultimately, all of this responsibility falls on Cao Jianjun.

Without any choice.

Cao Jianjun called He Yong again and, through He Yong, obtained Huang Xi's contact information.

Cao Jianjun looked at the text message, hesitated for a few moments, and then dialed it.

beep--

Toot——

After a series of ringing tones, no one answered the phone.

Cao Jianjun dialed again, but still no one answered.

I kept calling, but still no one answered.

After dialing for the eighth time, the call was finally answered, but no one spoke.

"Hey?"

Cao Jianjun spoke first: "Huang Xi? Is that you?"

"What's the matter with you?"

It's Huang Xi's voice.

Calm, repressed, somber, even with a hint of feigned coldness.

Cao Jianjun also lowered his breathing, staring blankly at the location of the number displayed on his phone screen.

"Are you in Beijiang?"

"Ah."

"When did you go?"

"After returning from South Vietnam."

Why don't you contact me?

"It's in the past."

"What about the child?"

"..."

Huang Xi remained silent.

Cao Jianjun's breathing became heavy: "If it weren't for He Yong, I wouldn't have known. Why did you keep it from me?"

"This is my own business."

Huang Xi seemed quite resolute: "Don't call me again."

"Huang Xi..."

Noticing that she was about to hang up, Cao Jianjun said again, "Give me an address, I'll go to Beijiang tomorrow."

"Don't come!"

Huang Xi said nervously, "I will handle the child's matter."

"Jianjun, we've already moved on from the past, so let's not..."

No matter how resolute Huang Xi's words were, anyone who wasn't a fool could tell from her tone that she was just putting on a brave face.

Imagine a woman who is 100 days pregnant, all alone in a big city like Beijiang, relying solely on her savings from previous years.

Whether giving birth or deciding to have an abortion, there wasn't a single relative by her side.

"Huang Xi!"

Cao Jianjun was unsure whether he was angry or impatient.

My mind went black for a while. I got up, rubbing my brow with one hand, breathing heavily.

"If you don't have a child in your belly, I won't interfere with what you want to do."

"But now, this is not the time for you to be willful..."

"If you don't want this child, at least I should be there for you after the surgery and until you've fully recovered."

"If you want this child, I will raise it to the end."

"Whether it's you or the child, I will take responsibility for them until they grow up."