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

Lin Xiwei smiled, nodded, and said softly, "Yes, I'm not worried about that."

She knew that the Qin family were all respectable people. Even Qin Jiamo, who was so sharp-tongued, would be polite and courteous when it came to matters of principle, admitting his mistakes and apologizing when necessary.

The two elders of the Qin family were tolerant, generous, and reasonable.

After the two finished talking, Lin Xiwei's gaze fell on his upper body.

He wasn't wearing a coat, just a thin shirt.

Over his shirt, he wore a support belt that looked like a posture corrector, which looked cool, but it was very tight.

Lin Xiwei frowned and asked worriedly, "How were your test results?"

Qin Jiamo casually remarked, "A broken rib on the lower left side and soft tissue contusions on the back."

Lin Xiwei's expression changed drastically, and she stopped in her tracks: "Your injuries are so serious, why aren't you in the hospital? Why are you running around everywhere?"

She herself is experiencing a transverse process fracture of the lumbar vertebra, and she knows better than anyone how unbearable the pain is.

Qin Jiamo suffered a rib fracture.

Isn't this situation more dangerous?

If the fractured bone ends puncture internal organs and cause internal bleeding, the consequences could be disastrous!

Seeing how worried she was about him, Qin Jiamo immediately felt the pain in his body lessen.

He smiled nonchalantly: "The fracture isn't too serious; we're just getting treatment."

Lin Xiwei asked skeptically, "Will wearing something like this even be useful?"

"This is a medical chest and abdominal brace. The doctor said that wearing it like this can reduce the pulling on the injured area caused by chest wall movement. I have several cases waiting to be heard in court, so I don't have time to lie in the hospital."

"No matter how important work is, it can't be more important than your health, right? You're not short of money, so why are you working so hard?" Lin Xiwei said with a worried expression, feeling deeply guilty once again.

He helped her with the lawsuit for free, earning no money and putting in all the effort, only to end up "taking the beating" for her and suffering such serious injuries.

"You were right that day. If I had known it would turn out like this... you shouldn't have been so kind to help me back then, and now you've been dragged into all this trouble," Lin Xiwei murmured involuntarily.

Qin Jiamo sighed, a rare smile appearing on his usually cold face. "I'm not blaming you, so why are you depressed?"

"I'd rather you blame me, or criticize me with your usual venomous words."

Qin Jiamo chuckled coldly, "So you have a masochistic streak."

"..." Lin Xiwei looked up at him.

"Alright, I know what I'm doing. If you really feel bad about it, be nicer to me in the future." Qin Jiamo comforted her half-jokingly, then turned and walked to her mother's hospital room, pushing open the door.

The two elders of the Qin family were still discussing Junjun's background when they saw their son arrive, and they both turned around to look at him.

"You've finally arrived!" Old Mr. Qin's face hardened, and he was about to confront his son, but before he could utter a word, his gaze fell on the "equipment" on his son's body, and he was immediately surprised.

"What are you doing? Trying to look cool?" Mr. Qin asked, puzzled.

Lin Xiwei followed behind Qin Jiamo. Upon hearing these words, she unconsciously pursed her lips and lowered her head, feeling extremely guilty.

Even now, thinking back to that scene in court still fills me with lingering fear.

If Qin Jiamo hadn't shielded her with his own body, she would definitely be bleeding from a head wound and on the verge of death.

"It's nothing, just a minor injury, I'll just get it immobilized," Qin Jiamo said in a nonchalant tone.

"Are you injured?" Old Madam Qin knew her eldest son's temperament; if it was just a "minor" injury, he wouldn't care at all.

The fact that they're even using a brace means the injury is quite serious.

"What exactly happened? Didn't you go to handle Weiwei's divorce case this morning? How come you're injured? Did you get into a fight?" After a little thought, Madam Qin understood.

Seeing that Qin Jiamo refused to speak, Lin Xiwei had no choice but to step forward and explain, "Madam, after the court hearing, my ex-husband was dissatisfied with the judge's ruling and caused a scene in court. Attorney Qin was injured when he was hit in the back by a chair while trying to protect me..."

"What? Disrupting the courtroom?"

Just hearing that description made Old Madam Qin tremble with fear. Before Lin Xiwei could finish speaking, she quickly got out of bed and came over.

"Let me see where the injury is? What did the doctor say? Do I need to be hospitalized?"

Qin Jiamo refused: "It's nothing, no need to be hospitalized, it's just a superficial injury."

"Impossible! Don't I know you? Let me see you." The old lady insisted.

Seeing the old lady's distress over her son, Lin Xiwei couldn't help but think of her own parents.

She felt as if she had never been cared for and looked after by her parents like this before.

Not only did he not get what he deserved, but his parents also beat him so badly that he suffered a lumbar fracture.

There really is no harm in comparison.

In comparison, I felt more and more like a straw without a mother.

Qin Jiamo frowned impatiently, pushed away her mother's outstretched hand, and comforted her, "It's really not serious, let's talk about Junjun first."

But Old Madam Qin still noticed something, and her tone became even more alarmed: "These clothes are stained with blood, and you say it's not serious?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiwei immediately looked closely.

Sure enough, there were faint bloodstains on the back of his shirt, but they were just covered by the straps and wouldn't be noticed unless you looked closely.

Upon hearing that there was bleeding, Mr. Qin's expression turned serious: "What did the doctor say? Could there be some internal injury?"

Seeing that Qin Jiamo refused to mention it, and that the two elders kept pressing for details, Lin Xiwei had no choice but to speak up again: "Lawyer Qin suffered a rib fracture and soft tissue contusion on his back."

"A broken rib?" Old Madam Qin was stunned, then looked at her son with even more heartache, "You still say it's just a superficial injury! I knew you were just being stubborn."

Lin Xiwei said in a low, dejected voice, "Madam, I'm sorry, Attorney Qin was implicated because of me."

The Qin family elders were initially heartbroken about their son's injury, but seeing Lin Xiwei with her head down and a face full of guilt, they didn't know what to say.

"You're so badly injured, yet you're still trying to be brave. Go sit down right now." Old Madam Qin scolded her son, pulling him to a sofa chair next to her.

"Weiwei, your back injury hasn't healed yet, you should sit down too." The old lady then instructed Lin Xiwei, without blaming her for causing trouble for her son.

The two injured men looked at each other, not wanting to worry their parents, so they silently walked over and sat down side by side.

Mr. Qin looked at the two of them. One of them was wearing a chest and abdominal support belt, and the other had a waist support belt. The two of them sat down stiffly and slowly, like mechanical warriors.

They were originally going to confront him, but now their anger has subsided.

"Tell me, what's really going on with Junjun's background? If you know, why are you keeping it from me?"

Lin Xiwei turned to look at Qin Jiamo.

Qin Jiamo remained silent, his handsome and upright face viewed from the side with his brows furrowed, as if he were deep in thought.

Qin Jiamo was indeed considering it.

Junjun is indeed of the Qin family bloodline.

But it wasn't his younger brother Yue Lang's child; it was his.

He hesitated whether to tell the truth now.

He lied about Junjun being Yue Lang's child because Junjun looked more like Yue Lang, and he wanted his parents to have something to look forward to, to believe that Yue Lang had returned to be with them in another way.

Secondly, he didn't know Lin Xiwei well at the time. If he rashly admitted that he was Junjun's biological father, he was worried that Lin Xiwei was materialistic and vain and would use the child to bind him.

But now that he's certain Lin Xiwei isn't that kind of person, he can now reveal the truth.

But she was afraid that if she told the truth, her parents would be deeply disappointed.

And Lin Xiwei, will she be angry about my concealment?

She felt that he was keeping his distance from her, which was why he made up this lie.

In the silence, Old Master Qin grew impatient and called out by name, "Qin Jiamo, I'm asking you a question, are you mute?"

Lin Xiwei was taken aback, looked at the old man, and was about to speak on his behalf: "Mr. Qin, it's like this—"

She had just opened her mouth when Qin Jiamo reached out and touched her.

"Let me tell you," he interrupted Lin Xiwei, looking at the two elders and deciding to continue to keep it a secret, "Junjun is Yue Lang's child, but not Miss Lin's or Yue Lang's child. They don't even know each other."

"What?" The two elders were stunned. They looked at each other, their eyes wide. "What does this mean? They don't even know each other, how can they have a child?"

Qin Jiamo took out her phone, opened the photo album, and found a picture.

"Take a look at this." Qin Jiamo handed the phone to her father.

Five years ago, Yue Lang responded to the call and successfully donated sperm at the hospital. Ms. Lin's ex-husband suffered from infertility, and they had Junjun through in vitro fertilization with donor sperm. The donor sample happened to be the one donated by Yue Lang.

After hearing this, the two elders of the Qin family looked at each other in bewilderment.

Upon looking at the "Notification of Qualification for Sperm Donation" on his phone, his expression froze completely.

Could there really be such a coincidence in the world?

Seeing that the two elders remained silent, Lin Xiwei assumed they didn't believe her, so she continued to explain: "I really don't know Young Master Qin. When we did the sperm donation IVF, it was done according to the double-blind principle, and I didn't know where the sample came from. When Junjun was sick and hospitalized, my friend saw the news about Young Master Qin's sacrifice and even came to tell me about it, saying that Junjun looked like that fallen firefighter. But none of us dared to think that, and it really is true."

The two elders hesitated for a while before slowly realizing what was happening, and then asked, "Then... how did Jia Mo find out about this?"

Lin Xiwei said, "Perhaps this is fate. I was going to file for divorce, and my good friend asked someone to introduce me to a lawyer. It just so happened that she found Lawyer Qin. Actually, at first, Lawyer Qin was unwilling to take my case. But by a twist of fate, Lawyer Qin met Junjun..."

Qin Jiamo remained silent after Lin Xiwei began her narration.

Before leaving, he felt no guilt whatsoever about making up a few lies to deceive Lin Xiwei.

But now, for some reason, he can no longer bear to continue deceiving.

It's possible that he knows the reason himself.

Seeing his sullen face and silence, Lin Xiwei assumed he was in too much pain to speak, since his ribs were broken and speaking would cause his chest to vibrate.

So she took it upon herself to recount the whole process.

"When Attorney Qin saw that Junjun looked a lot like the Second Young Master when he was a child, and after learning that the Second Young Master had donated sperm a few years ago, he secretly conducted a kinship test, which confirmed that Junjun was indeed the Second Young Master's biological son."

Lin Xiwei paused at this point.

It seems the Qin family all have the same style of doing things: they all quietly conduct the appraisal without making a sound.

"At that time, you already knew about Junjun's existence, but I refused your request to visit the child."