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She remembered that when they were dating in college, they often looked at each other's phones, and back then, she was the only one on his WeChat that he had pinned to the top.

He currently has four pinned posts on his WeChat.

Besides her, there are two other company groups, with Manager Wang's name pinned at the top.

I don't know if I filled in Manager Wang directly in the contacts when adding her on WeChat, or if I changed it to Manager Wang specifically to prevent her from seeing the message on WeChat.

Rong Zheng clicked into Manager Wang's chat box.

The latest message was posted twelve minutes ago, and it was a picture of a child wearing a onesy bodysuit lying on the bed and laughing.

As for who the child is...

She had seen him once before in the elevator at Aikon Hospital; he was the boy Su Qingya was holding in her arms.

Although she already knew the answer in her heart and had long guessed that this Manager Wang was Su Qingya.

But guessing is one thing, seeing it with your own eyes is another.

My eyes suddenly felt hot.

Rong Zheng immediately tilted her head back, trying to force back the tears welling up in her eyes.

The image of Lu Peichuan smiling at his phone when she first walked in flashed through her mind.

It turned out that he was looking at photos of Su Qingya's son at that time.

Tangtang is his biological daughter. He didn't respond for a long time after she sent him a photo of his daughter.

But following this photo was his prompt reply: "You look so cute with that smile."

He secretly went to accompany a child who was not related to him by blood to the hospital under the guise of a business trip.

On the day his daughter turned one month old, he didn't spend time with her, but instead celebrated with the other child.

Why?

Is it just because the child's mother is Su Qingya?

Is it because of the saying "love me, love my dog"?

Tears finally welled up uncontrollably and streamed down my face.

Rong Zheng covered her mouth, quickly suppressing the emotions welling up in her chest. She then wiped away her tears and continued reading WeChat.

The fair fingers slowly flipped upwards.

It contained all of the two people's chat history.

Su Qingya shared information and photos about her daily life with her son.

What did they eat today? Where did the mother and son go? What did they do? What new things happened today? How did a certain dessert taste? Was this restaurant good? Did the little one smile today?

It was as if the two were an old married couple.

Suddenly, a chat log appeared, causing Rong Zheng's fingers to freeze.

Su Qingya: [Xiaobao and I miss you.]

Lu Peichuan: [I'll come see you guys after get off work.]

Su Qingya: [Are you staying overnight tonight?]

Lu Peichuan: [It depends on your performance.]

Su Qingya: [You were too rough last night, my back is still sore.]

Lu Peichuan: [You can't even hold on anymore?]

Su Qingya: [You're always bullying me.]

As she looked, Rong Zheng's vision blurred.

Tears fell one after another onto the phone screen.

Rong Zheng immediately turned her head away, wiped the tears from her phone screen, stopped her self-torturing and continued watching, exited WeChat, turned off her phone, and put it back in its place.

Then she sat up on the bed.

Her mind was like a clockwork mechanism, completely out of her control, flashing back to images of her and Lu Peichuan together in the past.

It's strange, all the pictures are of him being nice to her.

He bought her breakfast, milk tea, painkillers, fried chicken, and gifts.

He smiled gently at her, held her hand while walking, put his arm around her waist, kissed her behind a big tree in the school park, and hugged her affectionately, saying that even though he saw her every day, he still missed her very much.

He knelt down on one knee to propose, the two took wedding photos together, and under the witness of a pastor, they recited their wedding vows, promising to stay together for life.

I hugged him and spun him around, telling him he was going to be a dad...

The more Rong Zheng thought about these happy scenes, the more agitated she became, her heart shattering like snow tracks kicked up by car wheels.

The excruciating pain made her feel like she was dying.

She clutched her aching chest, collapsed onto the bed, and curled up in a ball.

He held back his sobs, choking back tears.

Overwhelmed by emotions, her body trembled uncontrollably, veins bulged on her forehead and neck, and she tried her best to suppress her sobs, which filled the room intermittently with broken, incoherent syllables.

Tears flowed uncontrollably.

Rong Zheng's trembling sobs were drowned out by the sound of running water in the bathroom.

After a moment, the intense emotions gradually subsided.

The sound of water from the bathroom has stopped.

Rong Zheng knew that Lu Peichuan would be out soon, but she didn't want to see him right now, as if even looking at him would be dirty.

She got up and left.

The car had barely driven a short distance from the villa when the cell phone on the center console rang.

Rong Zheng glanced at the caller ID; it was Lu Peichuan calling. She ignored it, simply stepped on the gas, and soon the car drove out of Jinsha Bay.

**

Jinxin Residential Community.

Luo Qinghe was sitting on the living room carpet organizing case files when the doorbell rang.

Her fingers, which were typing on the computer keyboard, paused in confusion. It was almost midnight. Who would come in the middle of the night?

As a woman living alone, she is very vigilant.

Luo Qinghe pulled out a spiked club from under the sofa, walked lightly to the door, and looked out through the peephole. She saw Rong Zheng's figure in the narrow field of vision.

She immediately opened the door. "Why are you so late..." Seeing Rong Zheng's swollen and red eyes, she dropped the spiked club in fright. "What happened? Who bullied you?"

When Rong Zheng saw Luo Qinghe, the tears she had been suppressing all along flowed out again.

Luo Qinghe and Rong Zheng had known each other for ten years, and Luo Qinghe had never seen Rong Zheng cry.

In her memory, although Rong Zheng was born into a family where her parents were extremely sexist, she was very strong and ambitious. Through her own efforts, she was admitted to university and became a medical doctor, which fundamentally changed her life.

She knew better than anyone how difficult Rong Zheng's journey had been, yet she had never seen her utter a single complaint or shed a single tear.

Seeing her suddenly crying like this, Luo Qinghe was terrified and at a loss for what to do. "You...you don't cry, what happened?"

Rong Zheng hugged Luo Qinghe tightly, crying, "He cheated on me."

Luo Qinghe didn't react for a moment. "Who cheated?"

Just then, Rong Zheng's phone, which had been ringing the whole way, rang again.

She took out her phone; it was Lu Peichuan calling again. She hung up immediately and then turned off her phone.

Upon seeing this scene, Luo Qinghe instantly understood that the "he" Rong Zheng was referring to was Lu Peichuan.

She pulled Rong Zheng into the house, sat her down on the sofa, and handed her tissues to wipe away her tears. "Could there be some misunderstanding?"

Rong Zheng looked at Luo Qinghe with red eyes, "No."

Luo Qinghe asked that question because she was a little incredulous. She knew Rong Zheng's personality best; she would never joke about something like this. She must have been absolutely certain before she said that.

"What exactly happened?"

Rong Zheng remained silent for a while, and only after her emotions had calmed down did she begin to tell Luo Qinghe everything that had happened recently.

After hearing this, Luo Qinghe's eyes reddened, and she angrily asked Rong Zheng, "So much has happened, you've suffered so much injustice, why didn't you tell me?"