After her ninth miscarriage, she finally let her scumbag husband and her beloved get together.

Xu Wantang had just finished cursing in her heart when Cen Shichuan stopped in front of her.

His expression was indifferent, like ice.

They treat their enemies no differently.

Xu Wantang sneered inwardly. Wasn't she Cen Shichuan's enemy?

At this moment, Old Master Cen stepped forward with his hands behind his back.

"Shichuan, let's not talk about IVF anymore, let's just leave it at that."

His voice was authoritative, but tinged with displeasure.

Clearly, he was very dissatisfied with Cen Shichuan's handling of the matter.

Although Mr. Cen is advanced in years, he still holds great power and is not senile.

He always knew how Cen Shichuan felt about Xu Wantang.

In his eyes, Xu Wantang was insignificant and not worth mentioning.

He could turn a blind eye to whatever Cen Shichuan wanted to do, but he couldn't let it involve important family matters.

Upon hearing this, Cen Shichuan's face tightened, and he lowered his head.

"Yes, Grandpa."

Seeing that Grandpa Cen was angry, Lin Manzhi had no intention of causing trouble for Xu Wantang, so she quickly helped him up.

"Grandpa, it's getting late. Let me help you back to rest. Shi Chuan will handle the rest."

Grandpa Cen didn't say anything more and left with his men.

In an instant, only Xu Wantang and Cen Shichuan remained in the living room.

Xu Wantang didn't want to be in the same room with him, so she took two steps away: "I'm going back to my room to issue a statement."

As soon as he turned around, Cen Shichuan's face suddenly darkened, and he gripped her hand tightly.

He pulled her to his feet, causing her to stumble: "Xu Wantang, stop doing pointless things."

Xu Wantang met his slightly annoyed gaze, swallowing back her anger mixed with... grievance.

It all erupted at once.

"Is that so? If you think I'm not even worthy of living, then you can kill me right now! Avenge Xu Chuxue!"

Xu Wantang practically shouted those words.

The ensuing silence was oppressive, making it hard to breathe.

Cen Shichuan stared at her, his gaze seemingly piercing through her, and his grip on her tightened.

Her skin was fair, and soon deep marks were left on her wrists.

The striking red was like blood seeping from beneath the skin.

Xu Wantang's eyes were red from the pain, making her face look delicate and fragile, but she bit her lip and refused to make a sound.

Cen Shichuan looked at her, but his eyes were filled with turmoil, and his heart was filled with that same restlessness again.

It felt like something had slipped out of control.

He instinctively grabbed Xu Wantang tightly, declaring, "Want to die? Not so easy. Don't forget you're my wife now, and I'm the one who calls the shots in this family."

"..."

Xu Wantang pursed her lips tightly, a chill running down her spine.

This is a threat.

Cen Shichuan married her only to use his position as her husband to torment her.

She couldn't produce any evidence of a sham marriage.

Thinking it over, Xu Wantang took a deep breath and repeatedly reminded herself that now was not the time before she calmed down.

She slowly raised her eyes: "You're right, I owe you."

Seeing that she had given in, Cen Shichuan's anger subsided by half, and he immediately let go of her.

"It's good that you understand. Let's just forget about this IVF thing."

Upon hearing this, Xu Wantang was overjoyed.

I'm so glad I'm finally not going to be a baby-making machine.

But the next second, it was a blow to the head.

"But you are not allowed to show your face in public or participate in dance competitions," Cen Shichuan said in a commanding tone.

Why?

Xu Wantang didn't get a reason, only Cen Shichuan's indifferent back.

He always treated her that way.

Casual, heartless.

……

Xu Wantang returned to her room unwillingly.

Just then, my phone vibrated.

Cen Shichuan has already issued a statement and tagged her.

She also posted her prepared remarks online.

But it didn't mention that she was going to participate in a dance competition.

This is the best result she can achieve at the moment.

At least her child will no longer be used as a tool for Cen Shichuan to please Xu Chuxue.

Thinking of the child.

With her palm pressed against her lower abdomen, Xu Wantang could still recall the feeling of holding her child's hand before she died.

Small and soft, yet so powerless.

As she stroked her lower abdomen, she silently prayed: I will definitely be reborn into a good family in the future.

In a daze, she didn't expect her teacher to call her.

"Wantang, I saw your and Third Young Master's statement. Your spot is safe."

"Thank you, teacher."

Xu Wantang finally regained some warmth in her body.

But soon, she realized a problem.

Cen Shichuan forbade her from competing.

But this is her only chance to return to the stage.

After thinking it over, she pleaded, "Teacher, this matter has become quite a big deal. Could you please keep it a secret and add my name to the list only when it's released before the competition?"

The teacher was silent for a few seconds, then agreed.

"That's good, so that the audience won't only focus on the Cen family gossip and forget the essence of the competition."

"Teacher, thank you so much," Xu Wantang said sincerely.

"If you really want to thank me, then show the same skill you had back then, since we have a formidable competitor in this competition."

The teacher suddenly changed the subject.

Xu Wantang asked curiously, "Who is it?"

"She came back from abroad and is very mysterious. She always wears a mask during public performances. Not only is she very skilled, but I heard that she also has a very powerful person supporting her. Even without showing her face, her popularity is unmatched. I'll send you a video of her latest performance later."

"it is good."

The two chatted about the competition for a few more minutes before hanging up.

Then, the teacher showed a video.

Xu Wantang immediately clicked on the video.

As soon as the music started, she froze on the spot.

She had heard this music before.

In the dream, on Cen Shichuan's phone.

She was pregnant at the time and was on her way to massage Cen Shichuan's legs.

When I opened the door, I found him staring intently at his phone, and the music playing was this song.

But before she even got close, Cen Shichuan immediately turned off his phone.

She could only vaguely see a dancing figure flash across the screen.

She thought that Cen Shichuan was missing Xu Chuxue, which was why he watched the dance video.

Until now.

Xu Wantang clearly saw the woman on the screen, wearing a mask and dancing gracefully.

Only then did I realize that Cen Shichuan was looking at Xu Chuxue!

Xu Wantang remembers every single one of her dance steps.

Because Xu Chuxue couldn't practice well, she had to practice with her.

And you can't train better than Xu Chuxue.

So she would secretly memorize every detail of Xu Chuxue's movements.

Then, when jumping, there was a slight deviation.

She always seems to be a little less capable than Xu Chuxue.

Sadly, those were the best days her parents had ever given her.

The recollection ended, and so did the video.

Even without showing her face, Xu Chuxue received cheers from the audience, and flowers were poured into her arms like a flowing stream.

It's no surprise that the person supporting her is Cen Shichuan.

As expected of Cen Shichuan, who would have thought that the dead would be placed in front of everyone by him?

They were even elevated to a high platform and given the highest praise.

But what about Xu Wantang?

She was stigmatized and despised by everyone, and every bone in her dancing body was crushed by them.

Losing one child after another.

They still looked at her with resentment and said, "Not enough, not enough..."

The suppressed anger and hatred in her heart slowly spread, and Xu Wantang stared intently at the woman on the screen.

"Xu Chuxue, I've finally found you."

"I never want to be your shadow again!"