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

"..." Lin Xiwei pursed her lips and remained silent.

The luxury car continued driving towards the hospital.

Qin Jiamo made another phone call, clearly because he couldn't arrive in time and needed to instruct his subordinates on how to carry out his decision.

Lin Xiwei was so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into the ground. "Attorney Qin, I'm so sorry to have troubled you today."

Qin Jiamo: "It's alright."

When the car arrived at the hospital, Qin Jiamo parked the car, took off her suit jacket, and handed it to him.

Lin Xiwei looked at him but didn't take it.

To be frank, their relationship wasn't even that of friends; they were simply lawyer and client.

A woman wearing men's clothes is more like an interaction between a couple.

Even if it isn't, wearing this outfit still seems too ambiguous.

Qin Jiamo frowned when he saw her standing there. "Don't you need it?" He tilted his chin slightly outward. "There are so many people outside."

It was lunchtime, and the elevators in the inpatient ward were packed with family members coming and going.

Lin Xiwei blushed, understanding his good intentions, and was extremely grateful: "Thank you..."

She took Qin Jiamo's suit jacket, which still retained his warmth and scent.

—A refreshing and crisp taste, sophisticated and elegant.

This made her heart race.

She clutched her clothes nervously, her face burning hot, and looked at the man, asking, "Attorney Qin, could you please get out of the car first?"

Qin Jiamo asked, puzzled, "Why?"

"Um... anyway, you can get off the bus first."

Lin Xiwei felt like her whole body was on fire, and her abdomen was also feeling heavy and uncomfortable; it was a truly indescribable situation.

Qin Jiamo thought she was shy, but seeing that she insisted, he had no choice but to turn around and get out of the car.

Lin Xiwei quickly rummaged through her bag and pulled out a pack of tissues. She got up, turned around, and squatted down to wipe the seat with the tissues.

Sure enough, it's red...

God!

She was on the verge of tears, and quickly pulled out all the tissues she had, wiping and wiping vigorously...

However, the bloodstains have already penetrated into the dermis, so wiping them like this can only remove the surface stains.

"I'm going to die, why did this have to happen now of all times... Why now of all times—" she muttered to herself as she wiped herself.

It's been so many years since something like this has happened, but it just had to happen today, in the car of a high-ranking and incredibly distinguished man!

Every time she sees Qin Jiamo in the future, today's embarrassing situation will resurface in her mind, and she will feel like she has to relive her embarrassing moment in front of him.

Damn it!

Outside, Qin Jiamo saw that she didn't get out of the car. Looking through the windshield, he roughly understood what she was doing.

His handsome face darkened slightly. After a moment's thought, he turned and opened the driver's side door.

"Ahem..." This was also his first time dealing with this situation, and he was equally embarrassed. So he coughed tactically, "Um... no need to wipe it. I'll drive to the shop later and get it deep cleaned."

Lin Xiwei froze, turned to look at him, her cheeks practically bleeding.

"Attorney Qin, I'm so sorry, I..." She was so embarrassed that her tongue got tied, and she felt like she was on fire.

Seeing that her cheeks were flushed, Qin Jiamo understood her predicament and could only smile, "It's okay, I'm not blaming you."

On the contrary, seeing her squatting in the cramped space, her face flushed and at a loss, was quite amusing.

His life was too conventional, even too serious and formal.

The opposite sex I encounter are all glamorous, elegant, and seemingly always poised and flawless.

The sudden appearance of such a down-to-earth character in his life, so vivid and resilient, was indeed a novel experience for him.

"Get out of the car, I have something to do and I'm in a hurry." Qin Jiamo smiled and then asked the passenger to leave.

Lin Xiwei was even more embarrassed, only then realizing that he had put his work aside and kindly offered to drive her back, so she quickly got out of the car.

Qin Jiamo was estimated to be over 1.85 meters tall, so his suit jacket looked more like a mid-length trench coat on Lin Xiwei, who was 1.65 meters tall, which perfectly covered her dirty trousers.

Clutching her clothes, her whole body burning, she said to Qin Jiamo, "I'll transfer the money for your car wash to you later."

Qin Jiamo chuckled again, and as she bent down to get into the car, she said, "I've already given you a free legal consultation, why would I need to pay for a car wash?"

Lin Xiwei: "..."

She stood there, watching the car disappear into the distance, one hand covering her burning cheek, her heart filled with anguish.

In the car, Qin Jiamo drove steadily, glancing casually at the passenger seat. For some reason, a smile inexplicably appeared on his lips.

When Lin Xiwei returned to the ward, Sister Hong was not there; she had probably gone downstairs for a stroll.

That's perfect, it saves her from being embarrassed again.

She took off Qin Jiamo's clothes and hung them on a hanger.

Although it wasn't dirty, she still thought she'd take it to the dry cleaners that afternoon.

After cleaning myself in the bathroom and changing into clean clothes, although my lower abdomen was still bloated and uncomfortable, I checked the time and realized it was time to go to the north building to pick up Junjun.

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They were having dinner in Madam Qin's hospital room in the North Building.

The two elders, accompanied by Junjun, were all smiles.

Although Lin Xiwei has raised the child very well, and the little guy can eat independently, the two elders still can't help but want to feed him.

When the housekeeper saw Lin Xiwei arrive, he quickly asked her if she had eaten.

"Not yet, I came here to pick up Junjun and take him home for dinner."

"No need, Madam and Master are having dinner with the children. Miss Lin, you can join us."

The housekeeper led her inside, where the three of them—grandmother, grandfather, and granddaughter—were eating and chatting happily.

"Weiwei is here? Where is Jiamo?" Old Madam Qin smiled broadly. Her face, which had looked haggard and weak just a few days ago, had clearly improved, and she was smiling more often.

Lin Xiwei explained, "Attorney Qin had work to do, so he dropped me off and left."

Old Master Qin frowned. "Busy, busy, busy. All you think about all day is work. You don't even have time to eat."

Lin Xiwei lowered her head silently, thinking about the embarrassing things that happened today, her toes still able to dig out a three-story villa.

The butler brought over clean bowls and chopsticks. "Miss Lin, please sit down and have a meal with us."

Lin Xiwei felt embarrassed and said, "No need, I'll just pick up Junjun and then—"

"Don't be so polite. We already prepared some for you and Jia Mo. Since Jia Mo isn't back, if you don't eat, all this food will just go to waste," Old Madam Qin quickly advised, and even reached out to pull out the chair next to her.

Junjun was being fed by his grandfather when he turned to his mother and waved, "Mom, come and eat! The food here at Grandpa and Grandma's is delicious!"

Lin Xiwei: "..."

She felt a little embarrassed.

My son seems so naive and unsophisticated.

Unable to refuse their hospitality, she had no choice but to go and sit down.

Madam Qin immediately picked up the serving chopsticks and put food on her plate: "Eat more. You have to go to work and take care of the children. It must be so hard for you."

Lin Xiwei felt a surge of warmth in her heart again. "Thank you, Madam. You are so kind to me and Junjun."

Mrs. Qin responded, "Not at all, it's because you're kind-hearted and willing to let the child stay with us."

While feeding Junjun, Mr. Qin looked at her and said, "Look, this old lady is all smiles every day now that she has a grandson, even if he's not her own. The doctor said her health has improved significantly in the last two days."

Lin Xiwei smiled and nodded: "Yes, I can also see that the old lady's complexion has improved a lot."

If one day they find out that the grandson in front of them is their own flesh and blood, they will definitely be even more excited and thrilled.

Grandma Qin sighed, "I feel that if Yue Lang were alive, he certainly wouldn't want me to be like that. Now that I have a grandson who looks just like Yue Lang to keep me company, I always feel that this is Yue Lang's intention. He was afraid that I would be too sad and that I wouldn't be able to get through it, so he changed his way of keeping me company."

When Lin Xiwei had some free time yesterday, she specifically searched for news about Qin Yuelang's sacrifice.

Besides being handsome and upright, his character is also impeccable.

During his service, he was awarded numerous merits and even performed acts of bravery while on leave, saving innocent passersby.

In fact, given the Qin family's resources, Qin Yuelang didn't need to choose such a difficult path, but he still did, and he worked diligently and strictly disciplined himself.

It's clear that he's a good person at heart.

But God was too cruel, causing such an outstanding and selfless hero to die so young.

Hearing the old lady's sentiments, Lin Xiwei's nose also felt a little sore.

"You're right. It must be that the Second Young Master felt sorry for you and arranged our meeting in the dark."

Junjun asked curiously, "Mom, who are you talking about? I've never seen them before!"

Lin Xiwei smiled and looked at her son, "We're talking about a heroic uncle. When you grow up, you'll know how amazing that uncle is."

She explained it to her son in a tactful way. Seeing that Mr. Qin was still feeding the child, she originally wanted to stop him, but she held back her words.

But the old lady still saw through her thoughts.

"Weiwei, I know you've raised your child very well. Junjun is independent and self-reliant. He does everything by himself without our help, and he can even eat by himself."

"Yes, he has always done a good job in this regard." Lin Xiwei said with pride, her son was well-behaved and she had raised him well.

"But he's sick now, not like before. His little arm is a bit sore after the injection, so we're feeding him. You know we don't have any grandchildren, and we've never experienced this before. Let's just treat it as a treat and let us spoil our child."

Looking at the old lady's kind and smiling face, Lin Xiwei couldn't bring herself to refuse. She could only nod and say, "It's alright. You're right. This is a special situation. As long as he can eat, anything is fine."

She hadn't expected that someone of Madam Qin's status could be so thoughtful in the details.

For such a small matter, people were afraid she would feel uncomfortable but wouldn't be able to speak up, so they had to give a special explanation and take the "responsibility" onto the two elderly people.

She thought to herself once again how respectable the Qin family was.

"Yes, Director Yan also said this morning that chemotherapy can affect appetite and cause vomiting. At this time, it is especially important to strengthen nutrition, otherwise the child's body will not be able to withstand it." As she spoke, Madam Qin suddenly remembered something else, "How about this, from now on, Junjun will come with us to eat every day, and we will help you supervise him to eat properly."

Lin Xiwei was flattered. "Madam, this is not appropriate. It will disturb your rest."

"I won't bother you." Mr. Qin nodded slightly, turning to his wife, "You see, with the children around, the old lady's appetite has improved. It's a win-win situation."

Lin Xiwei was still somewhat hesitant.

The main reason was that she felt embarrassed because they were "not related" to her and she had received so much kindness from them.

"It's settled then. You have to go to work, and you also have some worries at home. You're already exhausted every day. From now on, we'll take care of the child's meals. Don't worry, we'll definitely take good care of him. If there's anything we can't handle, we'll call a doctor immediately."

After Mrs. Qin finished speaking, she looked at Junjun gently and asked, "How about you come to Grandpa and Grandma's for dinner every day from now on?"

Junjun nodded like a chick pecking at rice; "Okay, thank you, Grandpa and Grandma."

Lin Xiwei laughed: "You really don't hold back."

The two elders laughed, "No need to be so polite, Grandpa and Grandma would love to."

After lunch, Madam Qin was going to take a nap, and Junjun also needed to go back to his room to take his medicine.

Lin Xiwei hugged him and said goodbye to the two elders before heading towards the South Building.

The mother and son chatted on the way.

"Sweetie, do you like your grandpa and grandma very much?"

"I love it! My grandparents are so good to me, much better than my previous grandfather!"

The "older grandfather" the little guy was referring to was clearly Su Yunfan's father.

As for Su Yunfan's mother, the child was too young when she passed away and had no memory of her.

Lin Xiwei was quite happy to hear her son say that.

I just think blood ties are truly amazing.

Even if you've never met before, you'll naturally feel a sense of goodwill upon meeting.

"Mother."

"Um?"

When will my illness be cured?

"What's wrong? Are you feeling really unwell?"

Junjun shook his head, then nodded, and after a pause, said, "Grandpa said that once I'm cured, he'll take me to visit Grandpa and Grandma's house. Their house is so big, it's an entire mountain, and they have everything!"

The child spoke in an exaggerated tone, and even spread his arms to show "so big, so big".

Lin Xiwei laughed, but was also surprised. "Grandpa told you that?"

"Um!"

"Mom also hopes that my baby will get better soon, so that you can do whatever you want and go wherever you want to play."

"Can I go to my grandparents' house?"

Lin Xiwei thought for a moment, "Can we talk about it after we're fully recovered?"

After all, the child's identity is special, and Lin Xiwei doesn't know when the two elders will find out the truth.

I wonder what their attitude will be after they learn the truth.

Perhaps after the child recognizes his ancestors and returns to the Qin family, the Qin family will be his home, and it would be only natural for him to return to the Qin family.

At that time, she, as the mother, will probably only be able to visit her son at the Qin family occasionally, like a guest.

After taking the child back to the ward to sleep, Sister Hong also returned.

Lin Xiwei thought that she hadn't been home for several days, so she took advantage of the weekend to go back and tidy up, and also take the dirty clothes back to wash. So she asked Sister Hong to look after the child and went home.

When she married Su Yunfan, they initially rented an apartment.

Later, as Su Yunfan's career improved, he took out a loan to buy a fully furnished 200-square-meter apartment.

When Lin Xiwei got home, she immediately sensed something was wrong as soon as she entered the door.

There was a pair of nude high heels lying face down in the entryway.

She paused for a second, then quickly realized what was happening.

—Su Yunfan is at home.

And she came back with Zhong Yurou.

Lin Xiwei put down what she was holding and tiptoed inside.

No one was in the living room.

Listening closely, it sounded like there were playful noises coming from the direction of the bedroom.

Lin Xiwei immediately took out her phone, turned on the video recording function, and slowed down as she walked towards the bedroom.