On the day of the divorce, I became Qin Shao's darling.

When Qin Jiamo arrived at the hospital and entered the ward, she found that her parents were not there.

He thought his mother had gone for a check-up and was about to go out to find Dr. Yan when he saw the two elderly people returning, chatting.

Hearing his son's unfriendly tone, Mr. Qin quickly shifted the blame, saying, "Ask your mother. She insisted on getting out of bed and going out. She's very stubborn. How could I dare to interfere with her?"

Qin Jiamo frowned, his cold face showing even more doubt, and then looked at his elderly mother in the wheelchair.

Madam Qin knew her eldest son's temperament.

She knew that if she told the truth, her eldest son would scold her, thinking she had lost her mind.

So the old lady hesitated for a moment, then lied and said, "I felt too stuffy in the ward, so I went out for some fresh air because the sun was shining."

"sun?"

Qin Jiamo turned her head and looked out the ward window. "Am I blind or are you senile? It's raining outside."

"Jiamo, how dare you talk to your mother like that!" Mr. Qin defended his wife, his face immediately turning serious.

Qin Jiamo pursed her lips, her gaze sweeping over her parents as she looked them up and down, confirming that they were lying.

Moreover, it's important to ascertain what they did behind your back.

"There are surveillance cameras everywhere in the hospital. If you won't tell me, I'll have to check myself." He made a move to leave.

"Alright!" Mr. Qin said impatiently, pushing his wife into the ward. "We just went out for a walk, and while we're at it... we wanted to see other people's children and soothe our emotional wounds. It's your fault for not getting married at your age and not giving us a grandson."

Mr. Qin was very good at changing the subject and quickly shifted the blame.

Qin Jiamo was astonished: "Someone else's child? Whose child is it?"

The old lady was helped to bed by the caregiver. After catching her breath, she said, "We don't know him either... It was a couple of days ago that Director Yan told us that he had seen a little boy who looked a lot like you two brothers. I miss Langlang and feel sorry for him not having any children left behind, so I wanted to go and see him..."

As the old lady spoke, tears welled up in her eyes.

Qin Jiamo's nerves tightened, and she immediately thought of the little boy Han Rui had mentioned.

He is the son of Ms. Lin who came to see him at noon today.

A sense of surprise flashed through his mind; he was astonished that his parents already knew about the little boy's existence.

Thinking he was about to be criticized by his son, Mr. Qin preemptively said, "Don't worry, we know what we're doing. We were just looking and didn't bother anyone."

Qin Jiamo didn't blame them. Instead, she calmly asked, "So you saw it, and the child does look like me and Yue Lang?"

The old lady was taken aback, but seeing that her son didn't scold her, she immediately perked up.

"Yes! It really does look like you two brothers, but even more like Lang Lang. He's got a shaved head, it's so cute! His little head is so round, just like Lang Lang's!"

Qin Jiamo was even more surprised.

He became increasingly suspicious that Meng Junhe had made a mistake in his investigation.

But he didn't dare to tell his parents anything that wasn't certain yet, lest they get their hopes up for nothing.

So Qin Jiamo solemnly instructed, "Regardless of whether it looks like it or not, don't bother them anymore. Their child is sick, and their family is already worried. Why are you adding to the trouble?"

Madam Qin's eyes reddened, and she whispered, "I didn't cause any trouble, I just peeked..."

Madam Qin, who had been elegant and composed her whole life, actually humbly said, "I'll just take a peek."

Qin Jiamo felt as if sulfuric acid had been injected into her heart.

After spending an hour or so in the ward with her mother, Qin Jiamo quietly got up and left once her mother had fallen asleep.

Han Rui happened to be at the ward door when he saw him come out and immediately handed him the documents in his hand.

"Boss, look, this is a picture of that little boy. He has leukemia and is hospitalized in the hematology department in the south building, on the same floor as us."

As Han Rui spoke, Qin Jiamo had already opened the documents.

The first page features a photo of the child.

His gaze froze, his heart churning with emotion.

The little guy is handsome with delicate features and regular facial structure; at first glance, he looks just like Yue Lang when he was a child.

Seeing his solemn expression and shocked look, Han Rui couldn't help but ask, "Really? He really looks like the Second Young Master. But if I didn't know the Second Young Master, I'd think he looked a lot like you."

After all, the two Qin brothers do share some similarities in appearance.

Qin Jiamo didn't say anything, but turned the page and saw the ward number.

"Let's go take a look."

Han Rui got excited and jogged after him.

"Boss, do you have any plans?"

Qin Jiamo didn't even turn his head, his expression cold and stern: "That's someone else's child, what plans could he possibly have?"

"You could adopt a godson! That way, the two families can stay in touch, and the child can come and keep you two company."

"What era are we living in? Still talking about godson?"

Han Rui pursed his lips, not daring to say anything more.

They arrived outside the ward, and the two of them subconsciously slowed their pace.

Han Rui, acting like a thief, looked around and said, "Boss, nobody's here."

Qin Jiamo was speechless and glared at him coldly.

Han Rui then realized that he had been acting a little suspiciously and immediately straightened his back.

Reaching the door of the ward, Qin Jiamo turned around with hope and looked inside, only to find the bed empty and no one there.

Han Rui was also puzzled. "Why isn't she here? Did she go out for a stroll?"

Qin Jiamo asked, "Who is taking care of that child?"

"She's a nanny," Han Rui explained in a low voice. "That Ms. Lin used to be a full-time housewife, but now she's started working at Quanyun Technology. The child's father is having an affair and doesn't seem to care much about his son."

Qin Jiamo learned of these circumstances at noon.

Lin Xiwei explained it to him in great detail.

That bastard not only doesn't care about his son, he doesn't even want to pay for his medical expenses.

The two stood outside the door for several minutes, but no one came.

Medical staff came over from behind. After all, Qin Jiamo was a person of importance and had to save face.

So he decisively turned around and left.

Just as they turned and left, Sister Hong came out of the bathroom with Junjun in the ward.

After the little guy finished pooping, his stomach was empty, so he climbed onto the bed and said to Aunt Hong, "Aunt Hong, I'm a little hungry."

"Okay, Auntie will get you something to eat."

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Just as Lin Xiwei was about to leave work, her phone rang again; it was Su Yunfan again.

I called three times in one afternoon, so it seems there's really something wrong.

Having finished her work, she prepared for the next call.

"What's up?"

On the other end of the line, Su Yunfan was furious. "Lin Xiwei, I've called several times. What are you busy with? Or are you deliberately ignoring me?"

"Say what you need to say, otherwise I'm hanging up." She was very straightforward.

Su Yunfan looked a little hurt. "What kind of attitude is this? You used to call me several times a day, why are you so impatient when you answer my calls now?"

Lin Xiwei laughed angrily, "You've lost all conscience, and you still expect me to be affectionate towards you?"

"How could I be so heartless? I already agreed to an equal division of the property."

"I disagree. I want you to leave with nothing."

"That's not realistic! You're clearly not interested in getting a divorce and are just deliberately stalling."

"Since you already understand, why waste your breath?"

Su Yunfan called her because he had something to ask her, but her attitude almost made him forget his business.

After calming down, he returned to the main point: "I'm not going to argue with you about this, it's pointless. We can discuss it in court. I called to ask you when you start work? Junjun is so young, what were you thinking leaving him in the hospital?"

Lin Xiwei's expression froze for a moment, then she quickly understood. "You went to the hospital?"

"I'm visiting Junjun."

"Are you going to deceive the children?" Lin Xiwei was very clever and hit the nail on the head.

But Su Yunfan refused to admit it, saying, "I'm the father, isn't it my duty to visit my son? But I found the child so pitiful! Lin Xiwei, since you're unable to take care of him, then don't fight me for custody. I can give our son better care and better material conditions."

"Are you done talking? If you are, I'm hanging up."

Lin Xiwei didn't want to listen to his nonsense at all.

"What's the rush! I have things to do."

Afraid she would hang up, Su Yunfan quickly called her back and asked, "Why did you try to sow discord between Linlin and her boyfriend? I'm the one who's wronged you, so don't retaliate against my family."

"Provoke?" Lin Xiwei laughed angrily again. "If your sister hadn't provoked me first, I wouldn't have bothered talking to her even if you invited me. I told you long ago that her boyfriend is cheating on her with several women, but you didn't believe me. Just wait and see if your sister gets cheated out of money and her virtue."

Answering a call from a jerk like that seriously ruins my mood.

Lin Xiwei hung up after saying that.

But soon, the phone received another message.

She looked impatient and didn't want to click on it, but after glancing at it, her expression froze.

[Your parents asked me for money, saying your brother hit someone and is going to jail, and the other party's family is demanding 400,000 yuan, but you refused to give it to them.]

Staring at this message, Lin Xiwei felt as if she were being bound by ropes again, with no part of her body free from her grasp.

Her parents are driving her to the brink of despair.

After a moment's thought, she replied: [Whether you lend it or not is none of my business.]

After saying this, Su Yunfan fell silent.

Before she even got to the hospital after get off work, Zhao Xingfen called.

I typed it three times in a row.

She had to answer the call.

"Hello, Mom..."

"Weiwei, are you still a member of the Lin family? Are you still our daughter? Su Yunfan said you wouldn't agree to him lending us money. Are you determined to send Yanzhou to jail?"

Her mother's stern and heartbreaking questioning left her exhausted, as well as feeling wronged and angry.

Fighting back the stinging in her eyes, she took a deep breath and said, "I didn't tell him that. If you have the ability to borrow it from him, I won't object."

"We don't have the ability to do that, of course you have to do it. You're husband and wife, his money is your money."

"We won't be like that soon."

"Nonsense! Weiwei, let me tell you, your father and I both disagree with your divorce. Don't be foolish. Su Yunfan's company has a bright future; it's going to go public soon. Are you out of your mind to divorce him now?"

Zhao Xingfen spoke in a high-pitched voice, trying to persuade her daughter.

"Not only can you not divorce, you also need to hurry up and have a second child. Once you have a second child, you'll be able to keep him tied down."

Hearing this, Lin Xiwei laughed until tears streamed down her face.

To protect Su Yunfan's male dignity, no one except her and the doctor knew that their son was born through in-vitro fertilization with donor sperm.

Everyone assumed they were just having trouble conceiving, and that IVF clinics would naturally use their eggs and sperm.

There's no need to cover for a scumbag anymore.

After laughing, Lin Xiwei casually said, "Su Yunfan is simply infertile."

Zhao Xingfen was taken aback: "What do you mean? He can't have children, so how did Junjun come about?"

"Selected from a sperm bank."

"What?!" Zhao Xingfen exclaimed.

"My phone's dead, I'm hanging up. There's nothing I can do about Yanzhou's situation. I suggest you make him pay the price, otherwise he'll only keep causing trouble, and you'll have to clean up his messes for the rest of your lives."

After saying this, Lin Xiwei hung up the phone without waiting for her mother's response.

A day of intense work had already left her physically exhausted and utterly worn out.

Another barrage of phone calls from her family came like a violent storm, making her situation even worse.

When she arrived at the hospital and saw her son waiting for her with a smile, Lin Xiwei finally smiled again.

Sister Hong switched shifts with her, spending the day at the hospital and going back to sleep at night.

Before leaving, she specifically mentioned that Su Yunfan had come by during the day.

Lin Xiwei nodded: "I know, he called me."

Thinking of how much the nanny had helped her, Lin Xiwei felt grateful and smiled, saying, "Sister Hong, I'm sorry to trouble you with all this work these days. I'll give you a raise of 500 yuan, please don't think it's too little."

Upon hearing about the raise, Sister Hong beamed with joy. "It's quite a lot, thank you, Miss Lin. I know you're going through a tough time right now, but you're still willing to give me a raise. That's very kind of you."

"Well, I'm glad you understand."

After Sister Hong left, Lin Xiwei looked at her son, and Su Yunfan's words came to mind.

"Sweetie, if Mommy and Daddy separated, who would you want to live with? Daddy's side might be richer, and you could eat well, play well, and live well. But what about Mommy's side...?"

"I want my mom!" the little one answered before she could finish speaking.

"Dad asked me today, and I said I wanted my mom," he emphasized again.

Lin Xiwei was stunned, then her eyes welled up with tears, and she hugged her son tightly.

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It was late at night, and Lin Xiwei held her son and gently patted and comforted him.

The little one slept peacefully in her arms, her curled eyelashes serene and captivating.

She couldn't help but kiss her son's forehead, then closed her eyes, but she couldn't fall asleep.

Recalling her conversation with Attorney Zeng during the day, she couldn't help but feel worried.

Attorney Zeng said that even if Su Yunfan is at fault, the probability of him leaving with nothing is still not high.

"The main problem is that you haven't been aware of the couple's financial situation over the years, and the company is run by your husband alone. It's easy for him to hide assets through various means, and even turn the company's performance into debt with ease."

"In the divorce cases I've handled in the past, there have been quite a few heartless scumbags who not only refused to divide the property equally, but also left their ex-wives with a pile of debts."

She also asked Attorney Zeng if there were any cases where the woman won such a case.

Attorney Zeng said, "Yes, Attorney Qin represented a couple who started a business together from scratch and made their company listed overseas. Later, the husband cheated on her and had another family. The wife hired Attorney Qin and in the end, the husband was left with nothing."

This case gave Lin Xiwei hope again.

She released her son, gently turned over to lie flat, and his cold and handsome face flashed through her mind.

Although she knew it was unlikely, she still fantasized that Qin Jiamo could help her with the lawsuit.

Lin Xiwei couldn't help but sigh as she pondered a solution when her phone suddenly rang.

She turned her head, reached for her phone, and saw it was a local, unfamiliar number.

A certain feeling stirred within her, and she sat up, her finger hovering over the answer button, but she didn't speak.

really……

Inappropriate and suggestive sounds came from the other end of the phone.

"Ah... Yunfan, be gentle, I haven't had it in so long..."