The true heiress of metaphysics travels back to the 1970s and recognizes her father, a high-ranking

Upon hearing the doctor's words, Jiang Yucheng's knuckles clenched tightly, his fists gripping firmly. He turned to the doctor, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace.

"Doctor, I have type O blood, and my wife has type B blood. What blood type might our child have?"

The doctor adjusted his glasses, seemingly oblivious to Jiang Yucheng's unusual expression, and confidently stated:

"Of course your children can only have type O or type B blood!"

Liu Fangmei, listening nearby, felt a sudden jolt of fear; an ominous premonition gripped her. Suppressing her panic, she glanced evasively at Jiang Yucheng, attempting to explain:

"No...impossible!" Then he looked at the doctor:

"Doctor, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

The doctor frowned, his tone becoming more impatient:

"The blood type testing is done according to procedure, there will never be any mistakes. If you don't believe me, you can get tested again."

"No need for testing!" Jiang Yucheng suddenly turned around, his eyes fixed on Liu Fangmei as if they were frozen in ice.

His reason teetered on the brink of collapse for a moment. He took a deep breath, loosened and clenched his fists, then grabbed Liu Fangmei's arm and dragged her out of the hospital.

"Master, what... what are you doing!" Liu Fangmei stumbled as she was pulled, struggling frantically.

Jiang Yucheng dragged her straight to a secluded corner behind the hospital before abruptly letting go.

He stepped forward, grabbed Liu Fangmei by the collar, and yanked her up sharply, his eyes blazing with bloodshot fury.

"What do you expect me to do?! Tell me, is Tianci really my son?!"

Even though the answer had already surfaced in his mind, Jiang Yucheng still clung to a last glimmer of hope, wanting to hear Liu Fangmei say it herself.

"My lord, Tian... Tianci is of course our son!" Liu Fangmei's voice trembled, and she dared not meet his gaze.

Jiang Yucheng laughed self-deprecatingly, a laugh filled with sorrow and anger. The blood type was right before his eyes, the evidence irrefutable; how could Tianci possibly be his son?

"What, you're still not telling the truth? The doctor said that our blood types aren't compatible enough to have a child with type A blood! Liu Fangmei, that child is Xiang Dongming's, isn't it?"

The moment the name "Xiang Dongming" was uttered, Liu Fangmei instantly lost her composure. Her eyes widened in shock—how could Jiang Yucheng know?! Panic overwhelmed her like a tidal wave, and the evasiveness and fear in her eyes could no longer be concealed.

Jiang Yucheng saw her reaction clearly, and his last glimmer of hope was completely shattered.

He abruptly released his grip on her collar and slapped her hard across the face. The loud "smack" was particularly jarring in the quiet corner.

"No wonder you keep calling out Xiang Dongming's name in your dreams! Liu Fangmei, I can't live like this anymore, let's get a divorce! Let's get a divorce right now!"

Liu Fangmei covered her burning cheek, her heart pounding with panic. How could she get a divorce?

Her relationship with Xiang Dongming was just a moment of foolishness. That guy was glib and didn't even have a proper job. He's already married with children and can't be trusted at all. If she divorces Jiang Yucheng, how will she live her life?

The argument between the two attracted the attention of several passersby. Jiang Yucheng's face darkened, he snapped out of his thoughts, glanced coldly at Liu Fangmei, turned around and strode away from the hospital, his steps filled with determination.

Jiang Yucheng's indifference completely shattered Liu Fangmei's defenses. She disregarded Jiang Tianci, who was still lying in the ward, and stumbled after him.

Little did she know that her own disaster was only just beginning.

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Jiang Muyan didn't know how Liu Fangmei was doing. After spending the night at the guesthouse, Jiang Muyan continued her meditation practice before sunrise.

After finishing, I changed into a new set of clothes I had just bought, washed up, picked up the package I had packed the night before, checked out of the hotel, and headed straight for the bus station.

When they arrived at the bus station, it was still early, and Jiang Muyan was the first to arrive, even earlier than the staff who had organized their gathering.

Seeing that it was still early, Jiang Muyan took out the steamed buns she had bought yesterday from her bag, intending to have something to eat first.

Just then, a woman's voice came from not far away:

"Brother Yanshu, is this where we meet?"

A gentle male voice responded immediately afterward: "It should be here. The notice said it's at the bus station entrance, there's no mistake."

Jiang Muyan looked up and saw a well-dressed young couple carrying luggage walking towards her.

The man known as "Yan Shu" had his eyes light up when he saw Jiang Mu Yan, who was dressed in new clothes and had a beautiful and refined appearance. He quickened his pace unconsciously.

He pushed up his glasses, a gentle smile spreading across his face, and walked to Jiang Muyan's side, asking:

"Comrade, are you also a sent-down youth going to the countryside?"

Jiang Muyan looked up at him and nodded slightly: "Mm."

Upon seeing this, the girl following behind the man's eyes darkened instantly, and a strong sense of jealousy welled up in her heart.

She stared intently at Jiang Muyan's new clothes—she had seen these clothes at a department store a while ago; the style was novel, but the price was not cheap, and she hesitated for a long time before finally deciding not to buy them.

Jiang Muyan's beautiful face only fueled the fire of jealousy in her heart.

The girl hurried forward, almost touching Zhong Yanshu's body, and said in a coquettish tone:

"Brother Yanshu, look, the sun's already up, why hasn't anyone else arrived yet?"

Zhong Yanshu noticed her overly intimate posture and subtly moved aside, creating some distance. He wanted to speak to Jiang Muyan again, but saw that she had already turned around and walked straight to a shady spot not far away, clearly not wanting to be disturbed.

Zhong Yanshu glanced at her retreating figure, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes, before turning to the girl beside him and speaking in a gentler tone: "Wenhui, we're a bit early. Let's wait a little longer."

The girl named Song Wenhui, seeing Jiang Muyan take the initiative to leave, had a smug look in her eyes that said, "You know what's good for you." Then she started pestering Zhong Yanshu and kept talking.

She and Zhong Yanshu were neighbors, and this time they were assigned to the same place to work in the countryside. Before they came, her parents specifically asked Zhong Yanshu to take good care of her, and Zhong Yanshu readily agreed.

Moreover, the Zhong family was slightly better off than hers, and she was hoping that Zhong Yanshu would help her out more when she arrived in the countryside.

Jiang Muyan stood in the shade, listening to Song Wenhui's chattering, her brows furrowing almost imperceptibly.

She couldn't help but sigh inwardly, thinking how talkative this girl was. The thought of spending two years with her at the same educated youth settlement gave her a headache.

To Jiang Muyan, who preferred quiet, Song Wenhui's voice sounded like a loud, blaring megaphone. The thought of living with such a person in the same educated youth settlement for the next two years gave her a headache.

Song Wenhui's rambling finally subsided after the staff in charge of the assembly arrived.

There were more than a dozen educated youths traveling together to the city to transfer to a train. Among them, only Jiang Muyan, Zhong Yanshu, and Song Wenhui were assigned to Heilongjiang Province.

After the group boarded the car heading to the city, Zhong Yanshu and Song Wenhui put down their luggage and happened to sit in the back row behind Jiang Muyan.

After Zhong Yanshu put down his luggage, he noticed that Jiang Muyan had very little luggage and couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Comrade Jiang, we're going to Heilongjiang Province, where it gets terribly cold in winter. Why do you have so little luggage?"

When Zhong Yanshu heard the staff read out the list and learned that Jiang Muyan's name was on it, and that the two of them were going to the same rural area, he was overjoyed.

Jiang Muyan noticed his approach, moved forward slightly to create some distance, and then turned her head to reply calmly:

"We don't have any extra bedding at home, so we'll just buy some when we get there."

"I see." Zhong Yanshu keenly sensed her aloofness and wisely shut his mouth, no longer wanting to bother her.

But the thought lingered in his mind: Jiang Muyan was not only beautiful, but also wore brand-new clothes, so her family must be well-off. Once she arrived in the countryside, her family would surely provide her with financial assistance from time to time.

Thinking of this, his gaze towards Jiang Muyan's retreating figure became more fervent. He would have plenty of opportunities to build a closer relationship with her as they spent time together at the same educated youth settlement.

Jiang Muyan couldn't see through Zhong Yanshu's ulterior motives, but she could tell his character from his appearance.

She disliked this person from the very first glance. She planned to stay away from him and Song Wenhui once they arrived at their rural post.