On the day of the divorce, I became Qin Shao's darling.

"Xiao Rou, do you know how long I've waited for this day? I've dreamed of having you..." It was a very familiar voice, Su Yunfan's.

Lin Xiwei's brow twitched, staring at her phone in disbelief.

How could Zhong Yurou be so shameless as to openly call her and provoke her?

After being shocked, Lin Xiwei immediately pressed the record button.

This evidence of infidelity is delivered right to my doorstep; I might as well take it.

Zhong Yurou giggled, "So, it's not that you're not good enough... it's that Lin Xiwei isn't charming enough to attract you, right?"

Su Yunfan's voice was low and hoarse: "Yeah, don't mention her at a time like this, it's disgusting."

Okay, let's not talk about it.

The two didn't speak again, but the sounds of kissing and clapping could be clearly heard.

Lin Xiwei never imagined that life would offer such a bizarre and perverse experience.

She listened to the entire process of her husband cheating on her with his mistress, which was practically a live broadcast.

She thought she was about to explode with anger.

But in reality, I felt unusually calm.

She put her phone back on the bedside table, letting the passionate performance continue.

Just as the man let out a high-pitched, excited growl, which aroused her intense physical discomfort, she was about to reach out and hang up—when suddenly, the other end hung up first.

She turned her gaze, but the screen had gone dark.

Lin Xiwei gave a cold, slight smile, picked up her phone, and for some reason, sent a message to the number she had just used.

[In less than ten minutes, it seems the mistress's charm wasn't all that great after all.]

When the message reached the other side, Zhong Yurou saw it and gritted her teeth in anger.

Beside her, the man who had just finished was lying panting, looking very satisfied.

"Xiao Rou, thank you. You've finally let me experience what it's like to be a man." Su Yunfan turned over, hugged Zhong Yu Rou, and kissed her with a smile.

Zhong Yurou quickly hid her phone under her pillow, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes, and couldn't help but tease, "You should thank Indian God Oil."

Su Yunfan smiled sheepishly, "Yeah, it's true, I didn't expect that thing to be so useful."

"What's the point? It only lasted less than ten minutes." Zhong Yurou couldn't control herself and continued to complain, "My ex-husband doesn't use these things and can last at least an hour."

Su Yunfan looked up from the crook of her neck, staring at her with a displeased expression.

His hard-won masculine fighting spirit and masculine vigor were utterly crushed by a few words from the woman he loved.

Zhong Yurou, oblivious to the fact, let out a affected sigh.

"Sigh... It must have been really tough on Lin Xiwei. She's been with you for four or five years, living like a widow. If I were her, I'd leave her right now and find someone strong and healthy while I'm still young and beautiful to make up for these past few years."

Su Yunfan was so ashamed that he wanted to disappear. He pulled the blanket over himself and sat up with a dark expression.

"If you look down on me so much, why did you come back to me?"

Zhong Yurou was taken aback, then realized that she had accidentally spoken her true feelings and hurt his chauvinism. She immediately smiled charmingly and snuggled into his arms.

"Of course it's because I still love you."

She leaned in and kissed the man.

"As for that kind of thing between men and women, I've experienced it for a few years and I'm tired of it. When women reach a certain age, who still pursues physical pleasure? Of course, they care more about their emotional well-being and want a peaceful, long-lasting life."

These words reassured Su Yunfan.

Ever since Lin Xiwei publicly exposed his impotence, he has been extremely cautious and unable to hold his head high in front of Zhong Yurou these past few days.

He was afraid that Zhong Yurou would despise him for being a "eunuch" and leave him again.

Now that Zhong Yurou says she doesn't pursue physical pleasure but cares more about psychological feelings, he suddenly felt relieved and the pressure dropped sharply.

He put his arm around the woman's shoulder and couldn't help but promise, "Xiaorou, I will definitely treat you well."

"And our daughter," the woman shamelessly added.

"Yes, and our daughter too." Su Yunfan smiled and kissed her, then rolled over and pinned her down again.

However, this time, even Indian herbal oil couldn't save him...

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Early in the morning, Lin Xiwei received a call from her best friend on her way to work.

"I was so busy yesterday, I didn't even have time to ask how your talk with Attorney Qin went," Chu Qing asked with concern.

Lin Xiwei said, "Attorney Qin is too busy to handle my case, so he introduced me to a female lawyer who specializes in divorce cases."

"Is that so? What do you think of their business skills? If they're not good enough, I'll go to my uncle and ask him to..."

"No, no, it's not necessary."

Lin Xiwei knew her best friend meant what she said, but she was too embarrassed to bother her best friend's elders and put pressure on Qin Jiamo, so she quickly stopped them.

"That female lawyer is very nice. I'll take some time today to have a detailed talk with her and file the lawsuit as soon as possible."

"Okay, if things don't work out later, we'll try to find Attorney Qin."

"Um."

Knowing her best friend was busy with work, Lin Xiwei didn't mention her "connection" with Qin Jiamo on the phone.

As soon as she arrived at the company, her alumnus, Feng Zheqian, came to find her.

"Xiwei, how's your work situation? Are you having any problems?"

Lin Xiwei smiled politely: "No, it's fine. It's just that my child is sick and hospitalized, and I have to go to take care of him at night, so I left work on time yesterday."

Those in the IT industry know that 996 and 007 work schedules are the norm.

When Lin Xiwei left yesterday, many of her colleagues were still working overtime, and she felt it was necessary to explain to her supervisor.

Feng Zheqian's expression tightened. "Your child is sick? Is it serious? Is that why you came to work?"

Lin Xiwei's smile was a little awkward. She nodded and said, "Yes, that's about it. I need to earn money for my child's medical expenses."

"I see." Feng Zheqian understood and then said, "As long as you complete your assigned tasks, you don't need to work overtime. You can also ask me and the vice president for leave if there are any special circumstances."

"Okay, thank you, Manager Feng." Lin Xiwei was very grateful.

After Feng Zheqian left, she turned around and sat down, not daring to waste a moment, and quickly threw herself into her work.

Her phone rang, and she glanced at it, her face freezing in shock.

It's that unfamiliar number from last night.

Zhong Yurou.

Her gaze turned icy instantly; she muted the phone and didn't answer.

It seems that Zhong Yurou is very anxious.

She probably feared that if Su Yunfan couldn't get a divorce soon, things might get complicated, and she would end up with nothing.

So he put in all his effort to motivate himself.

Lin Xiwei refused to fall for their tricks; the more anxious they became, the longer she delayed.

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in the hospital.

After getting up, Junjun completed the necessary examinations as required by the medical staff, and then sat obediently on the bed to draw.

The ward door was pushed open, and Zhao Xingfen walked in with a smile, followed by Lin Zheng'an.

"Junjun, your grandparents have come to see you." Zhao Xingfen's tone was exceptionally gentle.

Junjun turned his head and glanced at them, but Zhou Zheng's handsome face showed no reaction.

Lin Zheng'an's face hardened. "This child has the same temper as his mother, he doesn't know what's good for him."

Hongjie was washing things in the bathroom when she heard this and came out, her face slightly surprised: "Grandpa and Grandma are here."

The attitude was lukewarm.

Because she looked down on Lin Xiwei's parents from the bottom of her heart.

They favor sons over daughters, exploit their daughters, enjoy moral blackmail, and have distorted values.

Even if she felt contempt in her heart, they were, after all, the child's maternal grandparents, and she, as a nanny, couldn't do anything about it; at most, she could only speak coldly to them.

Zhao Xingfen was equally displeased with Hongjie's attitude.

With a disapproving look, she didn't mince words and said directly to Sister Hong, "We'll stay with Junjun. You can go downstairs for a stroll."

Hongjie glanced at her, "No need, it's cold outside, I won't go down. Besides, Miss Lin instructed me to stay by the child's side at all times."

Zhao Xingfen came with a purpose, but she couldn't carry it out with the nanny there.

We must find a way to get the nanny away.

"What are you saying? Do you think we're thieves? Get this straight, we're the child's maternal grandparents, his family. Are we less reliable than an outsider like you?" Zhao Xingfen became increasingly sarcastic.

Lin Zheng'an was even more impolite: "A servant like you, what right do you have to put on airs? If I tell you to get lost, then get lost. Believe me, I'll have my daughter fire you right now."

Hongjie is an honest person, and when she was insulted like this, she immediately became furious.

She remained silent for a while, but couldn't bear the humiliation any longer, so she turned around, slammed the door, and left.

But I can't let it go.

So when she went downstairs, she called Lin Xiwei.

But the call didn't go through.

Judging that Lin Xiwei was busy at work, she didn't call again, but sent a WeChat message saying that the child's maternal grandparents had come.

In the ward, Zhao Xingfen peeked through the crack in the door and saw that Sister Hong had indeed left, which put her at ease.

She turned to her husband and asked in a low voice, "Are we really going to do this? Vivi will definitely be furious!"

"Then what are we going to do? You want your son to go to jail?" Lin Zheng'an said sternly, cursing, "That brat paid 150,000 yuan for the hospital deposit all at once, and she won't give us a single penny. That's her own brother, and she just stood by and watched him die!"

It turns out that the two had already inquired at the inpatient department's payment counter when they arrived at the hospital.

I learned that my grandson had 150,000 yuan in deposits in his account, and now that 10,000 yuan has been used, there is 140,000 yuan left.

The 140,000 yuan can be refunded as soon as the child is discharged from the hospital.

Although it's far from 400,000, as long as some compensation can be paid, it can reduce the son's sentence.

Zhao Xingfen thought of her son and immediately agreed, "That's right, he's her brother, she should help! Besides, this child isn't her and Yunfan's biological child. The thought of this child's father being of unknown origin makes me feel uneasy. Why spend so much money to save him?"

Zhao Xingfen is a traditionalist; she can accept in-vitro fertilization, but she cannot accept choosing a father from a sperm bank.

So ever since she found out the child wasn't Su Yunfan's biological child, her feelings for her grandson changed.

After saying this, Zhao Xingfen stopped struggling internally and turned to walk towards the hospital bed.

"Junjun, are you bored in the hospital? How about Grandma takes you out for a day?" Zhao Xingfen smiled kindly, coaxing her grandson.

The little guy, who is not yet three years old, immediately looked up from his picture book when he heard that he could go out to play.

Seeing that the child was interested, Zhao Xingfen immediately escalated the temptation.

"Grandma will take you to the amusement park, how about that? After we're done, we'll go to an airplane-themed restaurant for dinner, okay?"

Zhao Xingfen knew that her grandson really liked that airplane-themed restaurant.

Lin Xiwei used to frequently take her children there to eat.

Junjun was completely moved, his little face beaming: "Should we call Mommy to come along?"

"Mom has to go to work, let's go play first, and we can call Mom to come and have lunch together at noon," Zhao Xingfen continued to lie.

"Uh-huh!"

The little guy nodded repeatedly.

Once Zhao Xingfen had settled the child, she immediately got up to pack her things and change the child's clothes.

Soon, the couple, carrying their child and belongings, came out of the ward and headed straight for the elevator.

Unexpectedly, they bumped into a doctor.

"Hey? Where are you taking the child?" The doctor had already walked past when he suddenly turned back and asked.

Lin Zheng'an retorted, "It's none of your business! We're taking our own child; we can go wherever we want."

They were arrogant and walked even faster.

The doctor's expression changed, and he quickly chased after them to stop them.

"The child is undergoing treatment and cannot be discharged without medical advice. Otherwise, who will be responsible if problems arise?"

Lin Zheng'an: "Then let's transfer to another hospital!"

"Transferring a child to another hospital also requires following proper procedures; we can't just leave with the child like this." The doctor was very responsible.

Lin Zheng'an got angry and shoved the doctor aside: "Mind your own business!"

After this commotion, the clever and quick-witted Junjun seemed to understand something and suddenly struggled in Zhao Xingfen's arms.

"Put me down, I don't want to play anymore..." the little guy protested.

Zhao Xingfen held her child tightly, smiling as she coaxed, "Baby, let's go to the amusement park. We'll have lunch with Mommy. Don't you want to go to the amusement park?"

"I don't want to...put me down!" the little guy cried.

Seeing this, Lin Zheng'an became even more anxious and urged, "Let's go quickly, don't worry about it!"

Ignoring the child's crying and protests, the two insisted on leaving.

"Stop!" The doctor sensed something was wrong and grabbed Lin Zheng'an while calling for his colleagues.

Soon, two more medical staff arrived.

Also present were Mr. and Mrs. Qin.

Old Madam Qin missed her youngest son and insisted on coming to see her "grandson." However, they witnessed this scene as soon as they arrived at the South Building.

"What's going on? The child is being discharged from the hospital?" Mr. Qin asked in surprise.

But looking at the scene, it didn't seem like it.

Madam Qin asked in confusion, "Aren't those two the child's maternal grandparents? We bumped into them last time we came. What are they up to?"

The doctors and nurses stopped Lin Zheng'an and his wife, strongly urging them, "If you want to take the child away, the child's guardian must come to complete the procedures!"

Lin Zheng'an yelled, "We are the child's maternal grandparents, which means we are the child's guardians!"

Doctor: "We only recognize the child's mother!"

"I'm not going to waste my breath on you, get out of my way!" Lin Zheng'an roared, and with a ruthless attack, he directly assaulted the nurse.

A young nurse was pushed to the ground and was badly injured.

"Hey, why are you hitting me! Don't you have any sense of reason?!"

"Who's being unreasonable here? Your hospital is just a bunch of bandits, blatantly robbing us! Fine, we won't get treatment!"

The two sides started pulling at each other, and the scene became increasingly chaotic.

Medical staff had to consider the child's well-being and the potential negative impact, so they dared not intervene directly and could only try to stop and persuade the child.

But Lin Zheng'an didn't care about any of that; he would push any medical staff he could get his hands on.

"Quick, call Miss Lin and tell her to come over right away!" the doctor shouted, grabbing Lin Zheng'an's arm.

"I'll go right now!" A young nurse extricated herself and quickly went to make a phone call.

At the company, Lin Xiwei, who had just finished a meeting, returned to her workstation and picked up her phone to see the WeChat message from Sister Hong.

Upon learning that her parents had gone to the hospital, she immediately had a bad feeling and was about to call them back.

Before I could even dial, my phone rang first; it was a local landline number.

She answered quickly: "Feed..."

"Ms. Lin, come to the hospital immediately! Your parents are here and are trying to forcibly take the child away. They're even assaulting the medical staff!"