She was tricked into marriage for three years, then remarried a childless, tough guy and became preg

"Congratulations!" Shen Tang walked past her and was about to leave.

But Li Meihua grabbed him, "Shen Tang, what are you so arrogant about?"

"I already found out. You're nothing but unwanted trash. Your ex-husband didn't even touch you in the three years you were married, and besides—you're a useless woman who can't have children. How could a man as outstanding as Lu Jingshen possibly be interested in you? It's just a passing fancy. In the end, you'll still come back to me, won't you?"

Shen Tang listened quietly, taking out the soap and towel from the basin one by one.

Li Meihua crossed her arms and said with a smile, "After he goes to my house tomorrow, we'll finalize the marriage. Huo Xiuyuan said he'll talk to Commander Zhang—"

"Splash—" A large basin of cold water was poured over his head.

Li Meihua couldn't catch her breath and stood there dumbfounded with her mouth wide open.

"You can marry whoever you want, it's none of my business!"

Shen Tang picked up the basin and went outside.

Li Meihua spat out the water in her mouth, stomped her foot angrily, slipped, and sat down on the ground with a thud.

"Ah—" Li Meihua shouted angrily.

She gritted her teeth.

In a couple of days, the performing arts troupe will arrange for people to go to the disaster area to perform for the people.

Shen Tang, you'll get what's coming to you.

The next day, the group had a day off, and everyone was free to go out and buy things.

Shen Tang lay in bed until almost noon before tidying up and going out.

Zhao Wenjing and Zhou Nan asked her to go out with them in the morning, but she didn't go. She planned to go to the hospital for a check-up.

Shen Tang registered, told the doctor about her symptoms, went to various departments, and had a full-body examination, but they couldn't find anything wrong.

Moreover, all her indicators were healthy during the check-up.

Shen Tang held the examination report; the only part she hadn't had checked was the gynecology department.

Shen Tang wondered if the original owner of this body had been diagnosed with infertility. Could this be related to that?

Shen Tang took her number and waited outside the gynecology department.

I saw a woman come out from inside, completely covered up except for her eyes.

Shen Tang recognized the person as Yang Xinyue at a glance.

When Yang Xinyue saw Shen Tang, her eyes widened. She pulled her scarf to cover her face and ran away quickly.

Shen Tang frowned and stared at her for a while.

Why are you running?

"Shen Tang—" the doctor called her number.

"Sigh—" Shen Tang stood up and went inside.

Lying on the examination bed, Shen Tang asked, "Doctor, I fainted for no reason and feel cold all over. Could it be related to infertility?"

The doctor was a woman in her fifties. She frowned and glanced at Shen Tang, then slowly moved the instrument in her hand across Shen Tang's abdomen.

She checked it several times before putting down the instrument in her hand.

"Who said you are infertile?" the doctor said coldly.

"It was checked a few years ago," Shen Tang said truthfully.

"Spread your legs." The doctor's face was serious.

Shen Tang was a little embarrassed, but she did as she was told.

She felt like a clean, white-haired pig, waiting to be slaughtered.

She gripped the edge of the bed with both hands, biting her lip to suppress her shame.

Get up!

The doctor threw the disposable gloves into the trash can, walked out of the examination room, picked up a pen, and started writing furiously.

"Doctor, what's wrong with me?" Shen Tang sat down on the stool somewhat awkwardly.

"No problem, you're perfectly fine. Which quack doctor said you were infertile? Not only can you have children, but your ovaries are also very healthy, making it easy for you to conceive," the doctor said, looking up at Shen Tang from under his eyes.

"What? Can give birth?" Shen Tang took a deep breath.

What a quack doctor!

If the original owner hadn't been diagnosed with infertility, she wouldn't have married Lu Jingshen and wasted her life until her death.

Of course, I wouldn't have crossed over myself.

Shen Tang steadied herself. "Doctor, are you sure?"

The doctor slammed the pen down on the table.

"I started practicing medicine at eighteen, transitioning from traditional Chinese medicine to Western medicine, and even studied abroad for three years. Are you questioning me?"

"No, no," Shen Tang hurriedly explained, "I'm just—too happy."

She grasped the doctor's hand, her eyes reddening. "Doctor, you don't know, I've been shunned and looked down upon because of my infertility. If I had met such an authoritative doctor like you sooner, I wouldn't have been despised like this, sob sob..."

Seeing her like this, the doctor was also somewhat moved and said gently,

"Alright, there's nothing wrong with your body, you're perfectly healthy. I'll write the diagnosis down clearly for you. If anyone brings up your infertility again, just tell them to come find me!"

"Yes, good. Doctor, you are truly a compassionate healer, an angel in white."

Shen Tang walked out of the gynecology department with the diagnosis report in her hand and let out a heavy sigh.

After checking everything, there was nothing wrong.

It's possible that the original owner ate too little meat and was too weak.

Shen Tang put away the test results and left the hospital.

She sent Qin Zheng several design drafts she had drawn during this period.

We must make good use of Qin Zheng, this god of wealth.

Shen Tang wandered around the street, but there wasn't much she wanted to buy.

She looked up and saw a nightclub called "Paramount".

The storefront was nicely decorated, with neon lights forming the words "Paramount" and handwritten posters pasted on both sides of the entrance.

"Energetic singing and dancing every night at 7 PM, with great deals."

Shen Tang stood at the door for two seconds.

"Young lady, what brings you here?"

Shen Tang turned around, and a man behind her squinted at her.

The man looked to be in his thirties, his hair was neatly combed with mousse, a strand of hair fell across his forehead, and his eyes were shrewd.

"It's nothing, just taking a look." Shen Tang turned to leave.

"Interested in working for me?" A man's voice came from behind.

Shen Tang stopped and turned to look at him.

"Hello, my name is Gu Siming, the owner of the Paramount Ballroom," the man introduced himself. "I think you're quite attractive. If you could sing there, it'd be fifty yuan a night, how about it?"

"Singing in a resident venue?" Shen Tang asked.

"Yes, it's okay if you can't sing, I can find someone to teach you."

Gu Siming looked Shen Tang up and down.

She has a good figure, a beautiful appearance, and a generous personality; she's a promising talent.

Shen Tang followed him into the dance hall.

The dance hall wasn't open yet; only a few lights were on, and the air was thick with the smell of smoke.

The venue wasn't small; the stage was a small platform about one meter high, and there was an electronic keyboard, a drum set, two guitars, and the sound equipment looked decent.

Shen Tang stepped forward, didn't choose any instrument, adjusted the microphone, and began to sing:

"The world is ever-changing, love is deep and passionate, but gatherings and separations are inevitable."

Keep half of yourself awake, keep half of yourself drunk, so that at least you're with me in my dreams...

Gu Siming straightened up after hearing only one sentence.

I'd never heard this song before, but it immediately captivated me.

He walked slowly forward, and the people cleaning the dance hall nearby stopped what they were doing and came over.

"I gamble my youth on tomorrow, you exchange your true feelings for this lifetime."

Time knows not how much sorrow humanity has endured.

Why not live life to the fullest?

After Shen Tang finished singing, Gu Siming was still not satisfied.

Although it only has a few short lyrics, it is sung with great emotion, conveying a sense of chivalry and chivalry, and a heart full of the spirit of the martial arts world.

"Great! You sang well. Let's sign a contract now. Can you stay permanently?"

Gu Siming strode forward.

Shen Tang smiled slightly, "I don't sing at the resident singer's studio."

Gu Siming frowned. "No resident singers? Are you kidding me? My Paramount isn't a place you can just come and go as you please."

Several men slowly gathered around.

Shen Tang looked at Gu Siming, completely unfazed, with a faint smile on her lips.