Chapter 257

Chapter 257: 250: So it became a case of riding on the father’s coattails. Chapter 257: 250: So it became a case of riding on the father’s coattails. The bottle contained Folic Acid.

Jhiang Youyou began to talk nonsense, “For headaches, I’ve been having them a lot lately.”

Jhiang Zhenzhen had taken that medicine herself, “Do you think I’m stupid?”

Unable to fool her, Jhiang Youyou continued spouting nonsense, “It’s my coworker’s, she’s expecting her second child.”

“Which coworker?”

Recently, Jhiang Youyou hadn’t heard of any coworker being pregnant, and she couldn’t make up any more lies.

Jhiang Zhenzhen grabbed her and headed for the door, “Come with me to get your blood drawn, I want to see if you keep making excuses.”

“I confess, I confess.” Out of options, Jhiang Youyou wore an expression of resigned frustration, “The Folic Acid is mine, I’m pregnant.”

Jhiang Zhenzhen’s expression instantly became serious, and she closed the door, “Whose child is it?”

Jhiang Youyou pulled out a chair and sat down, “Don’t ask so many questions.”

“You’re about to become a single mother, and you think I won’t ask?” Jhiang Zhenzhen was anxious, “Hurry up and tell me, is the child Guan Sixing’s?”

“No.”

“If it’s not him, then who?”

Jhiang Youyou didn’t want to say and lowered her head, pretending to shut down, “Stop asking.”

For such a serious matter, Jhiang Zhenzhen wouldn’t let her off with a few words, “Is it Li Tong?”

She looked up, puzzled, “Who’s Li Tong?”

Jhiang Zhenzhen was about to explode with irritation, “Your ex-ex-boyfriend.”

An ex-ex-boyfriend named Li Tong?

His name barely registered with Jhiang Youyou, whom she remembered as a sports student who, after a kiss, suggested going to a hotel, and she dumped him that very day. She refuted, “Not him.”

“An Linfeng?”

And who was An Linfeng again?

Jhiang Zhenzhen was speechless, “...”

Jhiang Zhenzhen reminded her, “Your ex-ex-ex-boyfriend.”

Jhiang Youyou couldn’t bother to recall who that was, “Stop guessing, I was just playing with them.” She raised three fingers, as solemn as taking a party oath, and swore resolutely, “Purely playing.”

Jhiang Zhenzhen really couldn’t guess anymore.

“How do you know all those—” Jhiang Youyou chose her words carefully, “those playmates of mine?”

After all, her former image was that of a lady who spent her days embroidering in her chamber, dating each boyfriend behind her family’s back, except for Guan Sixing.

“Your brother-in-law saw you at the bar, two men fighting over you.”

Jhiang Youyou, “...”

She had nothing to say. She used to be hedonistic, inwardly resigned to marrying a rich husband chosen by Jhiang Zhenghao, which led to her wild lifestyle. She often switched boyfriends, especially when she was bored, in need of emotional value, or had emotional needs. She had dated ‘disposable’ boyfriends, without involving her heart or body. Not involving her heart because she didn’t want to, and not her body because she was previously disinterested in physical desires, probably due to the lack of heart involvement; she truly had no desire in that regard.

However, her brother-in-law was a decent man, truly discreet.

“You haven’t told me who the father is, don’t change the subject.”

Getting back on track, Jhiang Youyou lied again, “My child doesn’t have a father, I did IVF.”

Jhiang Zhenzhen, “...” You think I believe you?

“I need to see a patient now, you should head back.”

Jhiang Youyou was trying to get rid of her.

Shen Li, who had been standing outside the office for a long time, quietly left.

Shen Li went to Jhiang Zhenghao’s ward, her face lit up with excitement, “Old Jhiang, your chance for a comeback is here.”

Jhiang Youyou had a surgery scheduled for the afternoon, starting around one o’clock and ending after four. After checking on the patient’s condition, she returned to her office.

Her coworker just happened to step out, “Dr. Jhiang, your phone was ringing for a long time.”

Jhiang Youyou took her phone out of the drawer; there were three missed calls, all from her third sister.

She called back.

Jhiang Zhenzhen picked up instantly, hurriedly speaking over the phone, “Youyou, dad’s heading to West Mountain Capital, and he’s in the car now, I can’t hold him back.”

“What’s he doing at West Mountain Capital”

“He said he was going to find Guan Sixing and hold him responsible.”

This was the mess Jhiang Zhenghao had created, and even if she refused to admit the child was Guan Sixing’s, Jhiang Zhenghao, desperate for a comeback, would still go “hit up” the Guan Family, whom he saw as a gold-rimmed cash cow.

“Let him take the call.”

Jhiang Zhenzhen passed the phone to Jhiang Zhenghao.

“Why are you calling?” Jhiang Zhenghao said self-righteously, “I’m doing this for you.”

Jhiang Youyou was concise with just one sentence, “The child isn’t Guan Sixing’s.”

Jhiang Zhenghao hung up immediately.

Jhiang Youyou took a deep breath, calmed down, changed her clothes, and went to the director’s office to ask for leave.

“Master, heading to West Mountain Capital, please drive faster.”

After setting off, Jhiang Youyou sent a message to her older sister: [Help me stall them]

*****

Jhiang Zhenghao got out of the car and headed straight for the main gate of West Mountain Capital, with Jhiang Zhenzhen pulling at him.

All the way there, annoyed by the nagging, Jhiang Zhenghao was impatient: “Stop pulling at me, you turncoat.”

Jhiang Zhenzhen didn’t let go, clutching Jhiang Zhenghao’s arm: “Youyou said it has nothing to do with Guan Sixing. It’s too rude to barge into the Guan Residence like this.”

With Jhiang’s bankrupt, Jhiang Zhenghao had no time for etiquette: “Won’t we know if we ask?”

At that moment, Shen Li stepped forward, playing good cop: “Zhenzhen, don’t worry, we won’t just ask directly, we’re just going to feel out the situation.” While she spoke, she took hold of Jhiang Zhenzhen’s arm and secretly pulled it away.

Jhiang Zhenghao hurried toward the main gate.

Jhiang Zhenzhen was frantic, her voice breaking as she shouted: “Don’t go, don’t cause trouble for Youyou.”

The security guard at the gate heard the noise and came out from the guardhouse to check the situation outside the villa’s gate.

“Who are you people, making a commotion here? What do you want?”

Jhiang Zhenghao pushed on the gate, which was locked: “I’m a guest visiting the Guan Family.”

“Wait a moment.” The security guard went back to the office to check the visitation notes for the day. After checking, he came out and said, “The Guan Family didn’t mention having guests today.”

West Mountain Capital was an affluent area with strict security, and outsiders were not easily allowed in. If the homeowners expected guests, especially unfamiliar faces, the security office would have a prior record, or at least a registered license plate, to ensure that unrelated individuals didn’t slip through.

Jhiang Zhenghao explained through the gate: “We’re visiting on short notice; please open the door.”

“That won’t do. We can’t just open the gate like that. Maybe you could call someone from the Guan family?”

Having been a CEO, Jhiang Zhenghao couldn’t tolerate this slight: “Make a call? Don’t you recognize me? I’ve been here before.”

The security guard really didn’t recognize him. How could he remember everyone who wasn’t a relative or a regular guest of the homeowner? He advised the visibly upset visitor to make a call instead.

Jhiang Zhenghao started losing his temper, his voice audible from twenty meters away.

Twenty meters away, Gu Yihuan was holding a basketball. West Mountain Capital had a sports center; he had just finished playing basketball with Guan Sixing and was about to return to the Guan Residence.

He paused to watch the commotion: “Isn’t that Jhiang Zhenghao?”

Guan Sixing went straight over.

Gu Yihuan pulled at him: “Wait, let’s watch first.”

Jhiang Zhenghao was in the midst of berating the security guard.

“You’re just a gatekeeper, and you dare look down on people.”

The security guard was hesitant to offend anyone and kept apologizing while Jhiang Zhenghao demanded he open the gate.

Just then, a taxi stopped by the roadside, and Jhiang Youyou got out of the car.

Jhiang Zhenzhen called to her, “Youyou.”

Her face was pale as she walked straight to the gate: “Have you caused enough trouble?” She didn’t rage or throw a tantrum, but it was evident how angry she was.

Jhiang Zhenghao, having been snubbed by the security guard, was also fuming: “Guan Sixing got you pregnant; how could I not make a fuss?” He yelled aloud, “The Guan Family has to take responsibility!”

Jhiang Youyou had reached her limit: “How many times do I have to tell you, my child isn’t Guan Sixing’s.”

The basketball in Gu Yihuan’s hands dropped to the ground.

The ball rolled away, rolling under the iron bars of the gate, drawing the attention of the four people outside.

Jhiang Zhenghao turned around; the greenery obscured half of the view, but he still spotted Guan Sixing with his sharp eyes.

Just a moment ago, he was all bluster and anger, and now, he was all smiles: “Nephew Guan, you’ve arrived just in time.”