Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The moment Mu Yao received the pregnancy test results, words could not describe the joy in her heart.
There was also heartache.
She did not call Lu Jinchen right away because she wanted to tell him the good news in person.
Howeverâ¦
There seemed to be a guest at home.
âSister, youâre back?â
Bai Qiushui walked out of the guest room with a towel wrapped around her body. She had a bright and proud smile on her face.
Bai Qiushui was Mu Yaoâs half-sister.
What was Bai Qiushui doing in her house?
She was not wearing clothes.
Mu Yao frowned and saw a familiar manâs shirt on the ground.
It was the shirt that she had spent a few months ordering from abroad.
Almost subconsciously, she pushed open the door behind Bai Qiushui.
She saw a half-naked man lying on the big black bed.
He was lying down with his back to the door, a thin quilt half-covering his waist, covering his infinite reverie.
The man seemed to have heard the movement at the door and turned around unhappily.
He opened her eyes drowsily.
When their eyes met, Mu Yao felt her mind explode, and the world was destroyed.
Lu Jinchen.
Her husband.
He was the father of the child in her stomach, the man she had loved for five years.
A nauseating feeling surged up in her stomach.
Mu Yao quickly covered her nose and mouth and rushed out.
âYaoyaoâ¦â
âBrother Chenâ¦â
Messy footsteps could be heard from behind.
Mu Yao ran away as fast as she could like she was the one who had been caught in the bed.
She ran all the way downstairs, out of the Lu residence, and far away.
After she was sure that no one was chasing after her, she stopped as her legs went soft and fell to the ground. She covered her chest and vomited violently.
She vomited for a while.
A red sports car came from behind and stopped in front of her.
The car door opened.
Bai Qiushui walked out.
She was dressed neatly and did not look like she had just had sex.
âIâm pregnant!â She walked up to Mu Yao and spoke in a light tone.
Then, before Mu Yao could react, Bai Qiushui gently added, âItâs brother-in-lawâs child!â
Mu Yao looked up at her.
âYouâre joking!!!â
Bai Qiushui was pregnant?
How could Bai Qiushui know it so soon?
Bai Qiushui took a pregnancy test report from her bag and handed it over.
That slip was exactly the same as the one in Mu Yaoâs pocket.
However, Bai Qiushuiâs had Lu Jinchenâs signature.
âLook for yourself. Brother-in-lawâs signature is on it. He doesnât love you anymore. You saw what happened just now.â
Mu Yao couldnât hear the rest of Bai Qiushuiâs words.
âPa!â
Mu Yao got up and slapped Bai Qiushui.
âYou shameless b*tch! Youâre as shameless as your mother, taking pride in snatching otherâs husbands! You shameless b*tch!â
âSisterâ
Bai Qiushui cried.
Mu Yao beat Bai Qiushui up!
âMu Yao, what are you doing?â Lu Qing came out from behind.
She pulled Bai Qiushui behind her to protect her.
âMu Yao, are you crazy?â Lu Qing asked. Why did you hit Qiushui?â
âIâm crazy? Your good little brother cheated on me, and heâs brought his mistress home. She has a child. Am I going crazy or are you all going crazy?â
When Mu Yao saw her elder sister-in-lawâs face, all her old and new grudges came together, and her eyes turned red as she cursed.
âLunatics! Youâre all lunatics! A family of lunatics!â
âYouâre scolding me?â Lu Qing couldnât believe it. She reached out and slapped Mu Yao.
âAs expected, a thing from a small family canât be put on the table. If you canât give birth to your own child, why canât you let others carry on the Lu familyâs bloodline?â
Mu Yao was suddenly slapped in the face, and her body crashed into the street lamp on the side. She barely held onto it and didnât fall.
âIâm fine. I donât think Yaoyao did it on purpose.â Bai Qiushui said with a pitiful expression.
Mu Yao looked at them.
Why?
A mistress who was pregnant with her husbandâs child could still be so arrogant.
However, no one cared about the child in her stomach.
Why?
Mu Yao did not want to overthink anymore. She stepped forward and slapped Bai Qiushuiâs face twice.
âB*tch! You shameless b*tch!â
Bai Qiushuiâs body fell onto the road behind her after being hit like this. Two streams of blood flowed out from her legs.
âQiushui, Qiushui! Oh my god, Mu Yao! You killed Jinchenâs child! You murderer!â Lu Qing shouted.