After divorcing the mute girl, President Gu knelt down and begged for reconciliation.

Chapter 13 Giving birth to a daughter
Song Jin'an knew that even if she became hysterical, she would only be a joke in the eyes of the Gu family.

Actually, Madam Gu is right; she is a mute who is utterly useless.

Without waiting for Gu Xijue, she found a driver to take her home. After returning home, she was depressed and locked herself in her room.

Lin Ma knocked on the door with a bowl of nourishing herbal soup in her hand: "Madam, it's time to drink your soup."

Song Jin'an wouldn't make things difficult for Lin Ma. She opened the door a crack, and Lin Ma slipped inside. When she reached the small table, she saw many drawings laid out on it, some colored with crayons and others just outlined.

Lin Ma put down her soup bowl, a look of amazement in her eyes: "Did Madam paint all of these?"

Song Jin'an quickly gathered all the paintings on the table into a storage box, and then put the box back in its original place, in that most inconspicuous corner.

Lin Ma had been a nanny in this family for so long, and this was the first time she had ever known that the lady of the house could paint.

—I just doodle when I'm bored.

Song Jin'an gestured in sign language to Lin Ma and nodded with a smile.

Actually, she has always loved drawing, especially when she needs to vent her emotions.

Over the years, Song Jin'an has rarely gone out, and because she is mute, she has no chance to appear at various high-society banquets.

Before Su Ruoya returned to China, Gu Xijue was always surrounded by other young ladies from prominent families. She was always considered a rat in the gutter and looked down upon by the Gu family.

"Madam's drawings are truly beautiful." Lin Ma handed the bowl to Song Jin'an, praising her sincerely. She recalled the drawings in her mind, her eyes crinkling with a smile: "Madam, are you drawing the kind of comics that young people like to read these days?"

“Last time I went to my son’s house to clean, I saw two books on the bedside table. He said they were comic books.”

Song Jin'an's eyes lit up. After finishing the medicine, she put it down and continued gesturing to Lin Ma, saying thank you.

After Lin's mother left, she closed the door again, turned on her tablet, and continued studying. She was like a sponge, quickly absorbing knowledge.

Song Jin'an had already been preparing for the divorce long before. She had never been to school and had no diploma. In today's society, it is rare to see a young person as illiterate as her.

She only recently started learning pinyin for writing characters, but she believes that learning is endless and it's never too late to learn now.

Song Jin'an studied until 10 p.m., put away his tablet, took a shower, and lay in bed. He looked up and saw the clock on the wall at the foot of the bed. It was already 11 p.m., and he still hadn't come back.

Without thinking much about it, she left only the bedside lamp on and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, while sleeping, Song Jin'an felt a depression on her side. She was sleeping soundly and thought she was dreaming until a weight pressed down on her. She instinctively protected her lower abdomen.

Until the hot, slightly spicy liquor landed on her face, his hand skillfully slipped inside her nightgown.

Startled, Song Jin'an jolted awake from her dream, her body drenched in cold sweat. She grabbed the large hand and turned to look at Gu Xijue in the dim light.

She was about to speak, but knowing the sound coming from her throat would be unpleasant, she tried to push him away. However, at times like these, she couldn't push away this powerful male body.

"do not move."

Their eyes met, and Gu Xijue glanced at her.

He cupped his palms over his already curving lower abdomen and gently rubbed it a few times; he seemed unusually tender tonight.

Song Jin'an knew that the man embracing her from behind only revealed his husbandly tenderness at moments like these. "Be strong. If you give birth to a daughter, you'll be free."

She felt a chill run down her spine. Hearing those words made her very uncomfortable, and being held like that by him made her even more uncomfortable.

Does he really hate his daughter that much?
Song Jin'an opened his eyes and looked at the sliver of moonlight seeping in from the window. He probably didn't like the child she gave birth to. If Su Ruoya gave birth to a daughter for him, would he be so happy that he would pluck the stars from the sky?
The words Madam Gu had spoken today kept echoing in her mind. She gave a self-deprecating smile, feeling extremely bitter, but there was nothing she could do.

Song Jin'an couldn't sleep all night, while Gu Xijue fell asleep in that position.

She struggled slightly but easily broke free. She sat on the edge of the bed for a while to calm down, and before leaving the room, she glanced back at the calm and handsome face of the man on the bed.

Gu Xijue's face is impeccably handsome; he's been good-looking since childhood, and he comes from a noble family. Yet, by some twist of fate, he's become entangled with her...

Song Jin'an turned and went to the second bedroom. She lay down on the cold bed and touched her belly. She was determined to take on the responsibility of being a mother.

Early the next morning.

She got up on time, but there were no clean clothes for her in the second bedroom, so she had to go to the master bedroom to get them. When she entered the master bedroom, Gu Xijue had already taken a shower, and a bath towel was loosely wrapped around his waist.

When he saw her come in, his eyes were unusually sharp, like the harsh wind of the coldest winter day.

Song Jin'an was taken aback. Her gaze fell on the tablet in his hand, and she was startled. She stepped forward to snatch it away.

She didn't get it, her knuckles clenched tightly, while Gu Xijue looked at her coldly: "Only you would be stupid enough to consult a lawyer online, vainly trying to fight the Gu family for custody."

His words were incredibly cruel.

Song Jin'an looked at his face without saying a word. It was obvious that what she should do most was to set a password after getting the tablet.

Immediately afterward, Gu Xijue casually mocked, "Do you regret marrying me, or do you regret not trying a different approach so that I wouldn't hate you?"

He rarely spoke so much to Song Jin'an. No one could tell what he was thinking or what his attitude was toward the divorce.

Song Jin'an pursed her lips and raised her hands to gesture.

—You should know very well that we are both victims in this matter.

Gu Xijue ignored her actions and impatiently threw the tablet on the bed: "Alright, I get annoyed just seeing you gesturing like that!"

He never communicated with her. Over the years, he had only used her body and ignored everything else. He then went to the dressing room.

Song Jin'an picked up the tablet, set a password, and Gu Xijue changed his clothes and went downstairs. By the time she came downstairs, he was already gone.

When Lin Ma saw her coming downstairs, she smiled and said, "Madam, I made your favorite sweet bean buns. Come and have a taste."

Song Jin'an likes sweets, while Gu Xijue dislikes them the most, so their breakfasts need to be prepared separately.

"The gentleman originally planned to finish breakfast before leaving, but he received a phone call halfway through and only touched his breakfast briefly before leaving."

The breakfast prepared for Gu Xijue hadn't been put into the kitchen yet. Song Jin'an glanced at the neatly arranged breakfast across from her while drinking her milk. She had no doubt that the call that summoned him away was from Su Ruoya.

Lin Ma was a smart woman. She only glanced at Song Jin'an and immediately began to collect the leftovers into the kitchen and dump them into the food waste bin.

(End of this chapter)