After she left her father and kept her son, President Pei lost control and knelt down.

Pei Hansheng took Qiao Wan to a private, high-end maternity hospital. It was very private, and wealthy businessmen and celebrities loved to give birth there.

The uniformed medical guide seemed to already know Pei Hansheng.

"Hello Mr. Pei, are you here for a check-up for the baby, or for the mother's postpartum recovery?"

Qiao Wan sat quietly to one side, which suggested that Pei Hansheng was a frequent visitor.

Pei Hansheng said nonchalantly, "Bring your wife over for a pre-pregnancy checkup."

"Hello Mrs. Pei, you have such an elegant demeanor, your skin is so fair it glows. When you came in, we were all saying that some female celebrity had arrived. Mr. Pei must dote on you very much."

The doctor looked completely sincere, making no mention of Zhaozhao.

Those who can come here are all rich and powerful, and the men are naturally surrounded by many women; the staff are probably used to it by now.

Qiao Wan smiled politely and sat down next to Pei Hansheng; she was a very pleasing sight to behold.

The doctor's eyes revealed envy.

"Then Mrs. Pei, please come with me to the examination room to prepare. You can take a look at these two manuals, and you can also come here to take classes for expectant mothers."

Qiao Wan glanced down at the pregnancy preparation manual.

She didn't want to get pregnant, and Pei Hansheng probably used this as an excuse to check her fertility.

"it is good."

Qiao Wan was led to an examination room. It wasn't as cold as she had imagined; the decor was cozy, with a sofa and a TV, just like at home.

The doctor brought her pastries and tea, and turned on the TV, which was showing a science documentary about pregnancy and childbirth.

"Mrs. Pei, are you planning to have your first child?"

Qiao Wan smiled, avoiding the question: "Has Pei Hansheng brought other women and children here before?"

The doctor was stumped by the question and waved his hand with a smile, "I'm new here, I don't know."

Qiao Wan stopped making things difficult for her.

The other person breathed a sigh of relief, turned around before leaving, and said, "Actually, Mr. Pei is very devoted to you. He's handsome and rich, so it's easy to feel insecure being his wife. But you must have misunderstood him. Don't overthink it."

Qiao Wan leaned back on the sofa and smiled.

Devoted?

This was the most absurd adjective she had ever heard.

Pei Hansheng went to the doctor's office.

This time, he had a different female doctor, who sat opposite him with a cold face and never said a word.

"Mr. Pei, please just tell me what you need. The worst thing you can do when seeking medical help is to be dishonest."

"My wife may have given birth before, could you get her checked out?"

The female doctor paused for a moment, then asked, "You mean, your wife concealed her reproductive history?"

Pei Hansheng added, "The child might be mine."

The female doctor took a pen and wrote in her notebook: "This situation only shows that you don't care about your wife at all. You weren't even there to support her during such a crucial period as her pregnancy and childbirth. Did you even bring the baby?"

Pei Hansheng fell silent again.

"Then I'll go get my wife checked out first."

Pei Hansheng then stood up.

"Mr. Pei, please don't go in for this kind of examination. Men are requested to avoid this area."

"I checked it, but I couldn't find anything."

The doctor blushed, thankfully wearing a mask: "Of course, our examination methods are different."

Pei Hansheng was kept outside the examination room.

He stood there, clenching his hands, inexplicably nervous.

A short while later, the doctor came out with a serious expression.

"Mr. Pei, let's talk in my office."

"Your wife does have a history of childbirth. She was in poor health before giving birth, and her anemia worsened after childbirth. In addition, she didn't get enough nutrition, so she probably didn't even have a proper postpartum confinement period. You weren't there while she was taking care of the baby, were you?"

Pei Hansheng was stumped by the question, his mind went blank.

It takes a woman a year to give birth and recover from childbirth, and during the two years he was abroad, they were out of contact. The few times they did contact each other, they either argued or were indifferent.

She wouldn't say a word unless he asked.

"You're thinking about getting pregnant now, but I guess you'll have to postpone it for now. Focus on getting your wife's health back on track."

Pei Hansheng walked out of the doctor's office, feeling somewhat flustered.

He didn't go to find Qiao Wan, but went to the smoking room around the corner. Inside, several men were smoking, all new fathers, exchanging parenting experiences, and they had a faint joy on their faces as they spoke.

Pei Hansheng squinted and exhaled a puff of smoke, showing no sense of participation whatsoever.

Qiao Wan came out of the examination room but couldn't find Pei Hansheng.

In the distance, I spotted a familiar figure – it was Jiang Yutong.

Who is she talking to on the phone?

"I'm pregnant with your child, so why don't you hurry up and dump that old hag? Luo Cheng, listen to me, my child is here to enjoy life. I've had enough of being poor. If you dare to give An Leyi a single penny, I'll abort the child."

Qiao Wan sneered.

An Leyi's divorce case went very poorly. Her lawyer discovered that Luo Cheng had transferred all of their joint property overseas, leaving her with nothing but an empty shell.

If she gets a divorce, it would be equivalent to handing over her parents' wealth accumulated over several generations, while she herself would be burdened with an enormous debt.

The two sides are currently locked in a stalemate, and Luo Cheng is waiting for An Leyi to give up and voluntarily sign the divorce agreement without taking a single penny.

A bad marriage is like being stuck in a quagmire for a woman; getting a divorce is really difficult.

Turning around, Pei Hansheng walked towards her, a faint smell of tobacco emanating from him, his handsome face shrouded in gloom.

"I'm asking you, is Xiaobao my child?"

"no."

Qiao Wan spoke firmly, saying that he had already signed the agreement to separate the father from the son, and that Xiao Bao had no relation to him whatsoever.

Pei Hansheng grabbed Qiao Wan's hand and pulled her towards the Traditional Chinese Medicine department: "Then you give me one."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Qiao Wan turned to leave, but he stopped her around the waist and made her sit down in front of the old Chinese medicine doctor.

The kind-looking old Chinese medicine doctor asked her to take out her right hand so he could take her pulse, but she remained seated, pretending not to hear him.

Pei Hansheng sat down beside her, took her hand, and arranged it for her like a doll.

"Don't force me to tie you up, Qiao Wan."

Qiao Wan pouted and muttered something unintelligible.

The old Chinese medicine doctor smiled as he watched the two interact: "This young couple has such a good relationship."

Qiao Wan even began to doubt his medical skills.

After taking his pulse, the old Chinese medicine doctor prescribed a formula to regulate his body and prepare for pregnancy. Pei Hansheng asked many detailed questions, learned how to decoct and take the medicine, and then took Qiao Wan out.

Pei Hansheng placed the three courses of medication in the passenger seat and instructed the driver to return to Tanshu.

Qiao Wan was tired, so she closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, but actually didn't want to talk to Pei Hansheng.

He had already revealed half of her secret, tearing open the scars on her heart along with it. She had gone through the most difficult time alone, and those hurts were real. They had come to this point, and having a child wouldn't be enough to make them reconcile.

Pei Hansheng remained silent, his gaze fixed on the window, the light and shadow casting shadows on his deep-set face, making his expression even more somber.

The driver clearly sensed the heavy atmosphere and was very careful even when pressing the accelerator.

As the car pulled up in front of Tanshu, Qiao Wan's phone rang.

Shen Yingtang's cries ripped through her eardrums.

"Xiao Wan, I've lost Xiao Bao, come quick!"

Qiao Wan's hands trembled so much she could barely hold her phone, and panic welled up in her voice: "Where are you? Where are you?"

"At Xintiandi Shopping Mall, after we finished eating, our child disappeared while we were paying the bill..."