Shen Yuting withdrew his hand and strode out of the room.
Jiang Qianqian clenched her fingers in silent frustration.
Again!
Every time she tried to get close to him, he was so cold.
If it weren’t for that one night they shared, Shen Yuting probably wouldn’t even acknowledge her.
That’s why she absolutely couldn’t let him find out that the woman he slept with five years ago wasn’t her!
She took a deep breath, forced a smile back onto her face, and hurried after him.
Shen Yuting reached the hospital entrance and happened to stop beside Yun Mojiu, who was waiting for a taxi.
Sensing someone beside her, Yun Mojiu turned her head to look.
When she saw his face, she couldn’t help but feel surprised.
What kind of day was this?
She had already encountered three people with blood ties to her in a single day!
However, she had no interest in her biological parents or relatives.
Her adoptive parents had found her beside a trash bin when she was a baby.
She figured her birth parents probably didn’t want her, which was why they abandoned her in such a place.
Besides, her adoptive family had always treated her well.
After being reborn, she had no grand ambitions, just to live a peaceful life and ensure her adoptive family thrived.
As for her so-called relatives, she had no intention of seeking them out or acknowledging them.
As she turned away, she noticed a cute little doll lying near the man’s feet.
“Sir, you dropped something,” she kindly reminded him.
Hearing her, Shen Yuting glanced down.
Then, he shook his head.
“That’s not mine.”
“Isn’t it your child’s?” Yun Mojiu asked again.
Shen Yuting: “I don’t have any children.”
“Really? Judging by your face, you should have a daughter around four years old.”
Yun Mojiu studied his features and spoke honestly.
At her words, Shen Yuting’s thick brows furrowed again.
A four-year-old daughter?
Impossible!
Aside from that one night five years ago, he had never been with another woman.
But if…
If he had mistaken the wrong person back then, and that woman had gotten pregnant, then by calculation, the child would indeed be around four years old now.
If that were the case, it would explain the strange feeling he’d had all along.
Five years ago, he had been desperate to find the woman from that night.
But after locating Jiang Qianqian, he felt nothing.
His muddled mind suddenly seemed to clear, as if struck by a revelation.
He wanted to ask more, but Yun Mojiu had already opened the taxi door and gotten in.
The car sped away, leaving only a trail of exhaust behind.
“Big bro.”
Just then, a luxury car pulled up in front of him.
The window rolled down, revealing a head of bright red hair.
Shen Fan rested one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the window frame, grinning at Shen Yuting.
Shen Yuting stared at the taxi disappearing into the distance and frowned.
It seemed he needed to reinvestigate what had happened that year.
Without a word, he opened the back door and got in.
Jiang Qianqian caught up and slid in beside him.
Seeing her, Shen Fan curled his lip.
Honestly, he really didn’t like this woman.
But his older brother had an overdeveloped sense of responsibility, he believed that since he’d slept with her, he had to take responsibility.
After painstakingly tracking her down, he had originally planned to compensate her with money.
But she had thrown a tantrum, wailed, and even threatened suicide, claiming her purity had been ruined and that if he didn’t marry her, she wouldn’t live.
So, for the past five years, his brother had been stuck with her.
Although they weren’t married, the eldest brother wasn’t close to this woman.
Yet she was so pretentious, fake, and full of drama, causing no end of trouble over the past five years.
Take this time, for example, she barely grazed her hand but insisted on going to the hospital.
And going to the hospital wasn’t enough; she had to drag the eldest brother away from an important company meeting.
He thought it must be serious, but it turned out to be just a minor scrape.
Still, she made a huge fuss, wrapping it up in layers upon layers of bandages.
Anyone who didn’t know better would think her arm was about to fall off.
Once she was settled in the car, he stepped on the gas, and the vehicle sped off instantly.
At a traffic light, a large truck making a left turn suddenly lost control, hurtling toward them at terrifying speed.
It happened too fast. Though he reacted immediately, he couldn’t avoid the collision.
With a deafening crash, the car was violently struck.
The world spun around him.
When the car finally came to a stop, he stared at the severely crumpled front end, the mangled passenger seat, and his own completely unscathed driver’s seat. His pupils dilated in shock, he couldn’t believe it.
He was unharmed!
A faint, cool voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
[Stay away from vehicles today, or you’ll face a bloody disaster.]
Panicked, he reached into his pocket where the talisman had been.
But it was gone.
All that remained was a handful of soft, powdery ashes.
The talisman had burned away on its own!
Could it really have saved his life?
At this thought, Shen Fan’s heart trembled violently.
If he hadn’t taken that talisman, would he have already…
“Ahhh! it hurts! It hurts so much! I’m dying, help me-”
A shrill scream suddenly came from the back seat.
Shen Fan whipped his head around.
The rear seat behind the passenger side was crushed beyond recognition, the window shattered into pieces.
Jiang Qianqian’s right leg was pinned, her face and body covered in cuts from broken glass.
She was drenched in blood, a horrifying sight.
“Call an ambulance!” Shen Yuting commanded sharply.
Shen Fan snapped back to reality and immediately pulled out his phone.
…
Yun Mojiu’s adoptive parents lived in a moderately priced villa community, their home a two-story house.
Outside was a small but beautifully maintained yard by her adoptive mother, Du Qing, lush with blooming flowers, vibrant green grass, a lively little fish pond, and a sunroom that instantly lifted one’s spirits upon entering.
The interior was cozy, decorated in a rustic countryside style.
Both floors had four bedrooms and a spacious living room.
Her adoptive parents lived on the first floor, with the other rooms serving as a study, a tearoom, and a kitchen.
Yun Mojiu and her younger sister, Yun Ruoxia, lived on the second floor, each with a large bedroom featuring an ensuite bathroom and walk-in closet. The remaining two rooms were their private studies.
Even though Yun Mojiu had been married to Xie Jingling before, her room had always been kept for her.
Du Qing would clean it regularly.
As she put it, a daughter is still her daughter, even after marriage.
She could come back and stay anytime she wanted.
The moment Yun Mojiu stepped inside, the tantalizing aroma of home-cooked food enveloped her.
She inhaled deeply, savoring it.
It had been so long since she’d smelled this!
“Sis! You’re back!”
Yun Ruoxia, carrying a dish from the kitchen, turned and spotted Yun Mojiu standing at the door.
She put down the vegetables and happily ran over, wrapping her arms around Yun Mojiu’s in an instant. She pressed close to him with sticky affection, her posture intimate.