Chapter 18: Did Liang Chaosu Discover It?
The director’s expression was unchanged, his tone slightly impatient, “It’s still the uterine wall.”
“Is the uterine wall like this?”
The director had finished the examination, “Miss Lian Cheng’s uterine wall is different from that of ordinary people.”
Liang Wenfei wanted her to look again carefully.
Mother Liang had already relaxed, stopping her, “The doctor is so detailed, there won’t be any mistakes.”
Liang Wenfei had no choice but to sigh with relief, turn to Liang’s mother’s side, and mutter, “I really saw with my own eyes, she was touching her lower abdomen at the obstetrics department entrance. If I don’t confirm it with my own eyes, I can’t rest assured.”
Lian Cheng took the paper and wiped her lower abdomen, “Can’t I be envious?”
Liang Wenfei glared at her, wanting to say something sarcastic, but suddenly remembered something, stopped talking, and quickly pulled Mother Liang out of the door.
While tidying up the instruments, the director whispered in her ear, “The fetus’s development seems to have a problem. I tried my best to avoid it just now, and only vaguely saw the edge. You’d better find time to have another examination to confirm.”
Lian Cheng suddenly looked at her, and the director nodded.
She lowered her eyes again, her hands propped on the edge of the bed trembling slightly.
After a long time, she said thank you.
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When Lian Cheng came out, the blood test results were also out.
Liang Wenfei held the report and compared her data item by item.
Liang Chaosu stood by her side, his expression not very good, “Why are the values so much lower?”
The doctor tampered with it based on last year’s physical examination data, and answered according to last year, “The lower it is, the harder it is to get pregnant.”
“Feeling relieved?” Lian Cheng stepped forward and snatched her own report, rolling it in her hand, “Not only am I not pregnant, but I’m also very difficult to get pregnant. You should sincerely apologize to me.”
Liang Wenfei didn’t make a sound; she couldn’t bring herself to do it.
“What’s the matter, possessed by a foreigner, suddenly can’t speak Chinese?”
Liang Wenfei gritted her teeth, “There’s one more thing, brother’s hired Chinese medicine doctor hasn’t taken your pulse yet.”
Lian Cheng took the opportunity to glance at the man’s expression.
He stood there, his eyes dull and gray, lacking warmth.
Lian Cheng couldn’t guess his attitude.
She couldn’t distinguish whether he was relieved now or still suspicious.
It was best to be relieved; only when he relaxed his vigilance could she seize the opportunity to meet Mr. Bo alone and fight to the death.
But fighting to the death might not be useful. Before she died, there was a grievance she had to vent, “Do you know why Shen Lichuan has never been warm to you?”
Hitting her sore spot, Liang Wenfei went crazy, “Isn’t it because of you, you bitch.”
“The mistake is never with others.”
Lian Cheng looked down at her. Intimidated by Liang Chaosu, her speech was extremely fast.
“Your suspicion is like lice in your bones, it can’t be killed even with boiling water. When others find you for a moonlit date, you spend money to find evidence of cheating; when others say the moon is beautiful tonight, you ask about which white moonlight from the past. Falling in love is about romantic devotion until death, but you are about suspicion until death.”
“You traveled afar to a grand banquet in the mortal world, and you saw all the cuckoldry. Truly, if heaven had feelings, heaven would grow old; whoever you fall in love with will die young.”
Liang Wenfei’s eyes widened, she turned and pulled Liang Chaosu, “Brother.”
The sarcasm on Lian Cheng’s face disappeared, and she became extremely defensive.
Liang Chaosu gazed at her. Perhaps it was an illusion, or perhaps she was mistaken, but Lian Cheng vaguely felt his gaze was dejected and lonely.
But these two emotions had nothing to do with Liang Chaosu’s current high-status position.
“Feifei, apologize.”
His voice was flat, neither cold nor sharp.
Lian Cheng’s hair stood on end, she was sure his temper was on the verge of exploding.
He thought she had gone too far in confronting Liang Wenfei.
Or was there something else? Thinking of her bad premonition just now, Lian Cheng felt as if she were facing a great enemy.
“Brother—”
“Apologize,” he said forcefully.
Liang Wenfei stared at him blankly.
Just now, she had told Mother Liang about her suspicions. Mother Liang didn’t believe her, thinking it was because her wedding date was approaching, and the young lady’s temper was getting out of hand. Her brother was afraid that the Shen family would have a bad impression of her, so he gave her a cold shoulder to discipline her.
It wasn’t that he was protecting Lian Cheng.
But her feeling was becoming increasingly uneasy.
“I’m sorry.” Liang Wenfei’s eyes were red, but her gaze was obscurely fierce.
Lian Cheng felt no joy; Liang Chaosu’s gaze was entirely locked on her.
He was backlit, the two deep shadows in his high-bridged nose and deep-set eyes making him appear more profound, his gaze penetrating into the darkness.
Once it touched her, it would engulf and submerge her.
Suddenly, Mother Liang’s voice called from a distance, “Chaosu, come here for a moment.”
Liang Chaosu didn’t move.
Lian Cheng stared at his gaze, her internal organs torn open by countless wounds of fear. She quickly wondered if any part of her plan had been exposed, or if everything had been exposed.
As the man brushed past her, Liang Wenfei quickly chased after him. All of Lian Cheng’s muscles spasmed and collapsed.
She slumped onto a chair in the corridor.
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“Why were you so impulsive today?” Bai Ying helped Lian Cheng up, supporting her to sit down. “You’re pushing for an apology and provoking her with words, which isn’t like your personality.”
“Bai Ying,” Lian Cheng buried her face in her white coat, “From now on, I have no confidence.”
Mr. Bo, who was worth two hundred million, let alone a fake young lady like Lian Cheng in an awkward situation, even Bai Ying, who was doted on by her parents and had a successful career as a second-generation heir, would be helpless.
Or rather, anyone under thirty who was a second-generation heir would be helpless.
Except for Liang Chaosu; his influence and authority within the clan were unparalleled, a mile ahead of everyone else. He was only five years older than them, but the gap between them was like fifty years.
Therefore, Bai Ying understood the pressure Lian Cheng was facing.
“It’s not that there’s no way.” Bai Ying whispered. “Mr. Bo deeply loves his wife. They were childhood sweethearts, their feelings were confirmed at fifteen, they got engaged at eighteen, they’ve been through half a lifetime of storms, ups and downs, and now he’s very henpecked. Moreover, you have something in common…”
“You want me to play the wife card and use my relationship with Shen Lichuan to evoke pity?” Lian Cheng wasn’t entirely in agreement.
“My pregnancy is already like holding a nuclear bomb. If I bring up Shen Lichuan and try to portray our deep love, breaking up a loving couple, then Liang Wenfei will smell it and immediately have a rabies attack, calling Liang Chaosu, the one with three eyes, to turn the whole thing upside down.”
Bai Ying couldn’t help but laugh, inappropriately, “Your mouth, you’re a true disciple of Daiyu.”
“You flatter me,” Lian Cheng said with a blank face, “I’m a loach from Willow Uprooting Temple in the Snowstorm Mountain Shrine, not Daiyu.”
Bai Ying chuckled incessantly, “Even if the Heavenly Dog smells it, it will be after you get past this hurdle. Then we’ll deal with each challenge as it comes. I don’t believe you can’t beat them.”
“I really can’t beat them,” Lian Cheng sat up, “Right now, I’m only one month pregnant. I have no pregnancy reactions or physical changes. In a few more weeks, if I have morning sickness, let alone fighting Liang Chaosu, I won’t even be able to handle Liang Wenfei at this level.”
Bai Ying’s smile froze, her expression becoming serious, “Have you made your decision?”
“What?”
Just as Lian Cheng was thinking about vomiting her guts out, Liang Wenfei kicked open the door and shouted, 【 Look, brother, I said she has morning sickness. 】
As a result, Bai Ying’s words shifted, and she was confused and couldn’t react at all, “What decision?”
“Are you going to keep this child?” Bai Ying asked again.
Lian Cheng fell silent, her gaze lowered to her lower abdomen. She raised her hand for a moment, then put it down. Last time, she was bumped into by Liang Wenfei in the hospital while touching her lower abdomen, which led to a series of dangers.
She gave a bitter smile, “I’m still thinking about it.”
The truth was, Liang Chaosu’s meticulousness was like a watertight net, Liang Wenfei’s crises were frequent, and she was surrounded by ambushes every day. Every morning she opened her eyes, it was a battlefield of life and death.
Moreover, her mind was constantly occupied by another thought. She had never even considered whether or not to keep the child.
