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

After Meng Junhe finished speaking, Qin Jiamo did not respond.

His mind was still in turmoil.

This kind of uncertainty, beyond his control, was something he had never experienced in all his years of brilliant achievements in the legal profession.

Unable to suppress his gossipy desires, Meng Junhe cautiously asked, "Do you have a photo of that child? I want to see just how much he looks like Yue Lang. No wonder you always suspected my investigation was wrong, thinking that Yue Lang had a child left in the world."

Qin Jiamo gave him a cold look and ignored him.

"You're too bold! You even framed me, and I considered you my best brother." Qin Jiamo still couldn't accept this fact.

Meng Junhe knew what he meant, scratched his head and stammered, "You went through the whole sperm donation process back then, and your sample quality was very good. I think it's a real waste to destroy it. With such excellent and perfect genes, you should leave more offspring to contribute to improving the overall quality of humanity."

Qin Jiamo didn't believe such empty talk at all, and scoffed, "If it were really as good as you say, how come the child got leukemia?"

"There are many factors that can cause a child to get sick, and it's not necessarily a genetic issue."

In any case, Meng Junhe highly approves of his friend's high-quality genes.

A silence fell between them. Qin Jiamo raised her wrist to check the time, preparing to leave.

Meng Junhe quickly asked again, "You still haven't answered me. What are you planning to do? Are you going to talk to the child's parents?"

"It's none of your business."

Qin Jiamo resented him and deliberately kept him hanging on.

"Hey... let me remind you, you can keep an eye on that child secretly, but you absolutely cannot confront their parents. This involves legal and ethical issues, and as a lawyer, you definitely know—"

Seeing him walk out, Meng Junhe quickly got up and followed, but before he could finish speaking, Qin Jiamo had already opened the door and left, slamming it shut behind him.

His words came to an abrupt end.

It took him a while to come to his senses, and he was still incredulous.

"This is amazing! How could we run into each other like this! Jia Mo has a child now, alas... it's a pity they can't acknowledge each other..." Meng Junhe shook his head and sighed, continuing to press the ice pack against his chin.

Qin Jiamo couldn't sleep that night.

He never dreamed that a child would suddenly appear in his life.

It's almost three years old.

Rationally, he knew that the child had nothing to do with him, but emotionally, he had already lost his mind.

I closed my eyes, and images of my child kept appearing in my mind.

And that phrase, "stingy uncle."

Being called a "stingy person" by your own biological son is not a good thing.

If their relationship is exposed by chance in the future, how can he salvage his image as a father in front of his child?

Then I thought about Lin Xiwei's current marital status.

That scumbag clearly didn't want the child because he was sick.

If they really get divorced, can he tell Lin Xiwei the truth?

But if that were the case, what would Lin Xiwei think?

Will he be made to take on the responsibilities of a father?

What would my parents think if they knew about this?

Will she force him to marry Lin Xiwei just to give their child a complete family?

Qin Jiamo was entangled in these messy questions all night long, and finally, as dawn broke in the east, she completely accepted the fact that she had a son.

They finally came up with a reasonably sound solution.

—It can take care of the children, look after Lin Xiwei, and help the parents recover from the pain of losing their son, giving them hope for the future.

He got up early, adjusted his work schedule, and went straight to the hospital.

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hospital.

Lin Xiwei got up in the morning and had breakfast with her son. Seeing that it was almost time, she prepared to go out.

She asked her department for two hours off to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to finalize her divorce before returning to work.

After hugging her son goodbye, she hadn't even left the ward when her phone rang.

He picked up his phone and glanced at it, a look of displeasure crossing his face.

It was a call from my mother.

She didn't even need to answer to know what it was about; it was definitely urging her to give the money quickly.

"Hello, Mom..."

"Xiwei, it's been two or three days already, when are you going to give us the money to get Yanzhou out? Are you lying to us?"

As expected, Zhao Xingfen came to ask for money, and she didn't show any concern for her daughter or mention her sick grandson at all.

Lin Xiwei didn't say she could get the money today, but replied as she walked towards the door, "I'm trying my best to find a way."

"I don't care what method you use, you have to pay the money today, otherwise I will have to take Junjun back. You can only take the child away when you bring the money."

Zhao Xingfen panicked and resorted to threatening her sick grandson.

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiwei's resentment erupted instantly. "Mom! I'm your daughter too! Don't you think it's going too far to be so biased? I already said I'd do it as soon as possible—"

She questioned him in a pained and angry voice, but before she could finish speaking, she slipped out the door and looked up to see someone standing in front of her.

Qin Jiamo.

Completely taken aback, she stared at that tall and distinguished figure, momentarily forgetting that she was on the phone.

"Attorney Qin?" she greeted in surprise.

Qin Jiamo's handsome face was composed, and his overall demeanor was aloof.

He nodded, gesturing to her with his eyes: "You finish your call first."

Lin Xiwei realized he needed to talk to her, and had no time to pay attention to her hysterical mother. She simply said into the phone, "Mom, I have something to do right now, I'll hang up now."

He then put down his phone and hung up.

"Attorney Qin, did you come here specifically to see me?" she asked seriously, politely.

Qin Jiamo asked, "Would it be convenient to talk somewhere else?"

Lin Xiwei hesitated for a moment before agreeing, thinking she needed to get to the Civil Affairs Bureau in time: "Let's go to the terrace there."

The man nodded, turned, and walked ahead.

Lin Xiwei followed behind him.

As far as the eye could see, there was his tall and slender figure, his steps were steady, elegant and composed, and even his back view exuded a noble and aloof air.

She couldn't help but wonder, what kind of woman could possibly be worthy of such an outstanding and perfect man?

The two walked to the terrace, and Qin Jiamo turned around and spoke first: "How is the child's treatment going?"

Lin Xiwei was taken aback.

He came to see me early this morning, specifically to ask about this.

"Junjun has leukemia and has just started the first phase of chemotherapy. The effect is still uncertain. The doctor said that with active treatment, there is hope for a cure, but it will cost a lot of money."

When she said the last sentence, Lin Xiwei's tone was somewhat self-conscious.

If she hadn't gone through a divorce, she wouldn't have had to worry about money, and her child's illness would most likely have been cured.

But now, it's hard to say.

Qin Jiamo nodded, his expression deep and thoughtful.

Lin Xiwei looked at him, her brow furrowing slightly: "Attorney Qin, did you come specifically to ask me about the child?"

"Mm," Qin Jiamo replied, his deep, sharp eyes falling on her face. He paused for a moment and then said directly, "I will arrange the best treatment team for the child as soon as possible. You don't need to worry about the cost."

What?

Lin Xiwei's eyes widened in surprise as she stared at him.

"What...what do you mean?" Lin Xiwei stammered. "Why are you helping me?"

Qin Jiamo lowered his eyes, seemingly still somewhat hesitant.

Lin Xiwei was deeply hurt by her closest family members, but in the past few days she has been receiving kindness from strangers.

Thinking of the kind couple and Qin Jiamo's words, she felt no excitement or relief, but rather increased suspicion.

"Attorney Qin?"

Qin Jiamo blinked lightly, came back to his senses, and looked at Lin Xiwei with a deep gaze, uttering a surprising statement.

"Miss Lin, it's like this, your son is the last bloodline left by my brother. My brother died in the line of duty, and our whole family is grieving, especially my mother, whose health is deteriorating due to excessive grief. I hope you can let your son spend some time with my mother. In return, I will provide him with the best medical care—"

"Wait!" Lin Xiwei interrupted Qin Jiamo before he could finish speaking.

The shock on her face was indescribable.

She stared wide-eyed at the man in front of her, trying hard to process the information she had just heard.

She could understand each word individually in Chinese, but when they were put together, she wondered if she was daydreaming.

Or perhaps it was a bizarre, outlandish, and nonsensical dream.

"You're saying my son is your brother's...last bloodline?" Lin Xiwei's heart was pounding, and her words were somewhat sluggish. "Your brother is—"

"My younger brother was a firefighter. He tragically lost his life during a fire rescue earlier this month."

What?!

Lin Xiwei's pupils dilated in shock once again!

She remembers it!

When her son was first hospitalized, Chu Qing came to see her and specifically mentioned this matter.

Junjun looks a lot like that firefighter. At the time, they even said that if that firefighter had donated sperm, then maybe he was Junjun's biological father.

That casual remark actually came true?

What's even more coincidental is that the firefighter was actually Qin Jiamo's younger brother!

She suddenly remembered that when Chu Qing first asked Professor Chu to contact Qin Jiamo, he was politely refused because he had family matters to attend to.

It now seems that it wasn't a polite refusal, but rather that the person had just experienced the grief of losing a loved one and was genuinely not in the mood to take on the case.

"I saw that news, and I thought my son looked a bit like him..." Her eyes widened as she met Qin Jiamo's gaze, her eyes darting back and forth across his face.

The more I look at him, the more I realize that Junjun looks just like him; they truly are "family."

"I just never imagined... that heroic firefighter who sacrificed his life was your brother."

Lin Xiwei murmured in a daze, when suddenly a thought struck her and she remembered other information.

"Could that kind couple be your parents? They're the ones who helped stop my parents from causing trouble that day. They came to see me later and said Junjun looks like their deceased youngest son..."

After connecting the dots, Lin Xiwei couldn't help but cover her head.

Good heavens! It turns out that after all this time, she had already established a close connection with the Qin family.

These coincidences form a perfect closed loop.

Qin Jiamo nodded. "Yes, my mother has been hospitalized for some time. She couldn't accept the news of my brother's death, and she became depressed and bedridden. Perhaps it was God's arrangement that the child was sent to them so coincidentally."

"But how did you find out? And how can you be so sure my son is your brother's... I mean, maybe it's just a coincidence that they look alike."

Still in shock, Lin Xiwei asked the question that had been bothering her.

After all, something this important needs irrefutable evidence before it can be believed.

"The initial encounter was just an accident. The child got lost and met me that day. Director Yan said he looked like me, but I didn't pay attention at the time. Later, when I went to the fire station to collect my brother's belongings, I accidentally found a 'Sperm Donation Qualification Notice'."

At this point, Qin Jiamo took out the notification letter and handed it to her.

Lin Xiwei took it and examined it, her brows furrowing.

"I had a friend investigate, and the sample my brother provided had already been used four years ago. It just so happens that you contacted me that day through Professor Chu's connections, wanting me to help you with your divorce case. I heard you say the child was conceived through IVF with donor sperm..."

"So you suspected me back then?" Lin Xiwei asked in surprise.

"No." Qin Jiamo shook her head. "I'm a lawyer. I never believe in any subjective assumptions. I only believe in evidence."

"It was Director Yan who saw the photo of my mother holding my younger brother and cried all day long. He took pity on her and told her that there was a little boy on this floor who looked a lot like my younger brother. My mother secretly came to see the child and has been a little obsessed ever since, always feeling that he is my younger brother reincarnated."

Qin Jiamo recounted the recent events in a leisurely manner.

He understood Lin Xiwei's shock and doubt at this moment, and knew that he had to explain the whole thing clearly and gain her enough trust before he could allow the child to associate with the Qin family.

"I only found out about this two days ago. At first, I didn't believe it, thinking it couldn't be such a coincidence. But my parents said that the child really looked like my brother when he was little, so..."

He paused, his handsome face showing a hint of embarrassment.

But Lin Xiwei already understood completely.

She continued, "So you came to see my son too, and that's how we bumped into each other that day."

"Mm," Qin Jiamo responded, her expression growing increasingly awkward.

There is an embarrassing feeling of being caught lying.

This was the first time he had ever experienced such an embarrassing situation.

Lin Xiwei took a deep breath, her feelings indescribably complex.

No wonder Qin Jiamo's reaction was so strange when they bumped into each other that day; she kept staring at her son.

It turns out that he had already begun to suspect his son's identity at that time.

There was a moment of silence between them.

Lin Xiwei slowly processed this information.

At first, she was terrified because when she heard that her son's biological father had come looking for him, her first reaction was that she was worried that her son would be taken away.

But she breathed a sigh of relief upon learning that her son's "father" had passed away.

But then I felt heartbroken and regretful.

She still remembers the story of that firefighter who sacrificed his life; he was very young and died saving his teammates.

Such a great and selfless person died young.

If she, an outsider, is so sad, one can only imagine how heartbroken she must be, especially her closest family members like Qin Jiamo.

After figuring out the whole story, she was no longer afraid; instead, she felt a little relieved.

She was at a disadvantage throughout her divorce case with Su Yunfan.

Now, the son's "elder brother-in-law" has suddenly appeared. He is a prominent aristocrat and a renowned lawyer.

Lin Xiwei suddenly felt that she had a support system.

She no longer has to worry about Su Yunfan taking her son away from her.

In the silence, Qin Jiamo waited for her to make a statement.

Seeing that she remained silent, he took the initiative to ask again, "Ms. Lin, can you agree to the request I just made? Or, please feel free to name your conditions."

Lin Xiwei was waiting for him to say those words.