Director Jiang, don't let the divorce get out of control.

When Wen Ruan returned to her workstation, Lin Xia had already wiped the water stains off the floor and her desk.

Her eyes were red and swollen, and she was still clutching a half-dry tissue in her hand. She stood cautiously to the side, her face full of guilt, and asked, "Senior, are you alright? I'm so sorry about what happened earlier!"

Wen Ruan lifted her eyelids and glanced at her. The girl looked apologetic, but there was a hint of sinister ruthlessness hidden deep in her eyes.

Her eyes turned cold, and she didn't pursue the matter further. "I'm fine. Pack your things and go home. Be more careful next time, and don't slip on flat ground."

This statement carries a deeper meaning and serves as a warning.

As expected, Lin Xia's expression changed upon hearing this. "Yes, senior."

Wen Ruan shut down the computer and looked at He Huahua, "I'll wash the clothes and return them to you tomorrow, thank you."

"Hey, it's just a shirt, no big deal." He Huahua waved her hand, not really caring. "But I always felt that Lin Xia was not simple."

"I know." A faint, almost imperceptible glint flashed in Wen Ruan's eyes.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and the day finally arrived.

Wen Ruan was restless from the moment she woke up in the morning. When she was eating breakfast, she poked at the rice in her bowl with her chopsticks for a long time but couldn't pick up more than a few grains of rice.

Jiang Yubai took it all in and placed a fried egg on her plate. "Don't be nervous."

Wen Ruan nodded vaguely, but in reality, she hadn't heard what he said at all.

Her mind was filled with thoughts of how Jiang Yubai would respond and the worst-case scenario.

When the two arrived at the hospital, Grandma Jiang was already there.

A middle-aged doctor in a white coat stood next to her.

Seeing the two approaching, the old lady stood up, fiddling with her prayer beads, and said, "You've arrived."

"Grandma," Jiang Yubai and Wen Ruan called out in unison.

Grandma Jiang said firmly, "This is a specialist I specially invited, so that he can treat any problems promptly."

Wen Ruan didn't speak, but she could feel the old lady's gaze fixed on her, making it hard for her to breathe.

"Hmm," Jiang Yubai replied calmly, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

The inspection process was faster than Wen Ruan had expected.

After completing the routine blood tests, pre-pregnancy checkups, and specialist examinations, the two came out and saw the old lady sitting on a bench in the corridor waiting.

Seeing them come out, the old lady stood up: "It turns out we have to wait for more than an hour. Let's go eat first. I've made a reservation at the restaurant."

The three of them went to the restaurant, and the whole way was very quiet.

Wen Ruan remained silent, trying to minimize her presence.

The atmosphere was oppressive.

But Jiang Yubai remained calm and even considerately served her food.

She didn't have much of an appetite.

The old lady picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks, glanced at the two of them, and said, "Once the results come out and everything is fine, you two should hurry up. The Jiang family has had only one son for three generations; it can't end with you two."

"I understand, Grandma." Wen Ruan pursed her lips tightly.

Jiang Yubai calmly picked up another piece of chicken for her.

Eat more.

Wen Ruan looked at the chicken in the bowl with a complicated expression, feeling as if her heart was in her throat.

Only when the knife falls to the ground can I feel at ease.

Isn't he nervous at all?

Or perhaps he simply doesn't care at all.

After all, he never intended to have a child with her.

After finishing their meal, the three returned to the hospital and went directly to the specialist's office.

The expert, who was sitting behind the table, immediately stood up respectfully when they entered. "Madam Jiang, Young Master Jiang, Madam Jiang, the results are in."

The old woman sat down, a hint of urgency appearing in her sharp eyes. "Speak."

After preparing for the worst, Wen Ruan felt calmer.

The doctor handed the report to Mrs. Jiang, his tone grave: "Mr. Jiang's test results show that his sperm motility is low and his sperm density is not within the normal range. Clinically, this is considered asthenospermia, which will indeed affect the chances of natural conception."

Wen Ruan was stunned for a moment.

She subconsciously looked at Jiang Yubai. His expression was calm, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his gaze behind the gold-rimmed glasses showed little emotion, as if he had expected this outcome.

Wen Ruan lowered her eyes, slowly suppressing her turbulent thoughts.

How could that be?

The old woman clutched the report, her fingers trembling slightly. She frowned and looked at the doctor. "Are you sure you haven't made a mistake?"

"Madam, I have personally checked this report and there are no discrepancies. If you don't believe me, you can check it again."

The old lady didn't say anything.

This was recommended by a friend; it couldn't possibly be wrong.

She slowly gazed at Jiang Yubai, looking as if she had aged more than ten years overnight, her voice hoarse: "Why didn't you tell me before?"

Jiang Yubai replied, "It's nothing serious, no need for Grandma to worry about it. If Grandma hadn't insisted on forcing Ruan Ruan to have a baby, I wouldn't have told you."

The old lady looked at him for a few seconds, then closed her eyes.

The expert's words were like a heavy verdict, weighing her down and making her back hunch over.

She had always assumed this was her grandson's excuse to protect Wen Ruan, and that it was Wen Ruan's fault, but she never expected...

After a long pause, her voice was weary, "You should all go back now."

After saying that, she left.

Wen Ruan felt a mix of emotions.

Jiang Yubai grabbed Wen Ruan's wrist. "Let's go."

His palms were warm, and Wen Ruan was dazed as he pulled her away from the hospital.

As she stepped out the door, the afternoon sun shone down, causing Wen Ruan to squint.

My emotions, which had been tense for several days, didn't relax at all.

She didn't believe Jiang Yubai really had a problem.

As she got into the car, Wen Ruan glanced at Jiang Yubai's profile; his handsome features were clearly outlined by the light.

She hesitated, but after glancing at the driver in the front seat, she swallowed her words.

Back home, as soon as the door closed, Wen Ruan couldn't help but ask, "Are you really... or are you just pretending?"

Jiang Yubai paused upon hearing this, a faint smile appearing on his lips. "Guess."

Wen Ruan was taken aback by his words, then pursed her lips and asked, "Did you contact the doctor beforehand?"

Jiang Yubai neither admitted nor denied it, but raised his index finger and gently pressed it against her lips. "It's a secret."

Wen Ruan froze at his action, feeling the touch of his fingertips on her lips, carrying a slightly cool warmth.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively took a half step back. Her ears burned, and she couldn't even utter the question she had just wanted to ask.

Jiang Yubai withdrew his hand and turned to walk into the living room with a natural expression: "Don't think too much about it. The results are in, and Grandma won't make things difficult for you for the time being."

Wen Ruan stood there, watching his back, and was basically certain that this was probably not as simple as a temporary forgery.

He seemed to have been prepared for this for a long time.

Wen Ruan lowered her eyes, her fingertips unconsciously touching the spot he had just touched, her heartbeat still not completely calmed down.

How many things is he still hiding from her?

the other side.

The main hall of the Jiang family's old house is dimly lit.

Grandma Jiang sat in the main seat, with the medical report beside her. She gripped her Buddhist prayer beads tightly, as if she had become a statue in the old house.

Upon hearing the news, Jiang Wanxing came in carrying two boxes of supplements as soon as she got off work, her gentle face full of worry: "Grandma, I heard you went to the hospital today? Are you feeling unwell? I came here specifically to see you."

The old lady snapped out of her daze and instinctively stuffed the report she had on hand into the drawer.

She forced a smile: "It's nothing serious, just a routine check-up."

Jiang Wanxing placed the tonic on the table, walked over and sat down next to the old lady, her gaze seemingly casually sweeping over the drawer.

"Grandma, please don't hide anything from me if you're feeling unwell." Jiang Wanxing said with concern, pouring the old lady a cup of tea. "Yu Bai is busy with work and can't take care of you. If you need anything, just tell me, and I'll come over anytime."

The old lady took the teacup, and the light fell on Jiang Wanxing's gentle face, a deep regret slowly rising in her eyes.

Her gaze held a meaning that was hard to define.

Jiang Wanxing felt uneasy under her gaze, her smile faltering for a moment before she asked softly, "Grandma, why are you looking at me like that? Is... something wrong?"