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

However, dreams are always the opposite of reality.

After all, Cen Shichuan hated her.

We've been married for over ten months, and he doesn't even want to touch her.

How could I possibly have a child with her?

Xu Wantang took a breath and walked out of the room to begin her married life, which had been repeating itself for more than ten months.

She first went to the kitchen to get the bird's nest that her mother-in-law, Lin Manzhi, drank every day.

As she walked into the restaurant, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Grandpa Cen sat at the head of the table, with the elders sitting on either side, scrutinizing the room.

For some reason, this scene feels somewhat familiar.

Seeing that she didn't move, her mother-in-law, Lin Manzhi, glanced at her and coughed lightly.

"No manners."

Those three simple words were enough to make Xu Wantang feel like she was walking on thin ice in the Cen family.

Just as she was about to explain, she heard the sound of a wheelchair moving in front of her.

"Apologize."

The cold, indifferent voice left no room for argument.

Xu Wantang looked up and met Cen Shichuan's teasing gaze.

Even in a wheelchair, she still possessed a beautiful face and a noble demeanor.

A light tap of the fingertip on the wheelchair armrest is like a reminder, or perhaps a question.

Xu Wantang, do you have the right to explain?

No.

She has no right to explain, let alone use any titles.

"I'm sorry, sir, madam, and all the elders, I'm so sorry to have kept you all waiting."

Xu Wantang bent down, turned around and apologized, so humble that she was not even as good as a servant.

Even so, no one appreciated it.

Grandpa Cen slowly sipped his tea, his gaze passing over Xu Wantang and landing on Cen Shichuan.

"Shichuan, didn't you have something to announce?"

The living room fell silent instantly.

Only Xu Wantang's pupils contracted slightly and her body trembled as she spoke.

The lid of the bowl in his hand rattled slightly.

She subconsciously stared at Cen Shichuan's slightly parted lips, an ominous premonition rising within her.

"Xu Wantang has been married into the family for almost a year and hasn't gotten pregnant yet. I'm planning to have her undergo IVF so that Grandpa can hold his grandson soon."

"Xu Wantang has been married into the family for almost a year and hasn't gotten pregnant yet. I'm planning to have her undergo IVF so that Grandpa can hold his grandson soon."

He spoke, and she murmured to herself.

The two voices gradually overlapped in Xu Wantang's mind.

That's it!

In her dream, her tragic life began!

Xu Wantang suddenly looked up, and everything around her was merging with the dream.

Fragments of the next three years flooded my mind like a tidal wave, and the hatred before my death was like thorns piercing my skin and heart, causing pain that left me numb and suffocated.

The dream was real!

Clang!

The bowl smashed on the ground, shattering into pieces.

Cen Shichuan merely frowned slightly.

Xu Wantang's body was like a breeding machine tamed in a dream, and she instinctively knelt down and begged for mercy.

"I don't want IVF!"

Her mother-in-law, Lin Manzhi, glanced at her and began to speak sarcastically.

"What are you pretending to be so delicate for? Don't you always call him 'brother-in-law' to his face, but secretly sleep with him?"

"If it weren't for you, Shi Chuan wouldn't be crippled, and your sister wouldn't have died along with her unborn child."

"Yet you leaked your bed photos with Shi Chuan to the media, forcing Shi Chuan to quell public opinion and marry you!"

After the complaints came the sarcastic remarks from the elders.

"Everyone knows you've had a crush on Shi Chuan for years; you have hundreds of photos of him secretly taken on your phone. It's just a pity your belly won't cooperate. You really shouldn't do things that aren't right; this is karma coming your way!"

"She looks like a vixen, what's with the pretense of being high and mighty? It makes it seem like we're bullying her."

The exact same scene, the exact same words.

Even the gaze that fell upon Xu Wantang was exactly the same disdainful look as in his dream.

In her dream, she looked at Cen Shichuan's crippled legs and, amidst the accusations, bowed her head in guilt, acquiescing to the decision.

In the days that followed.

On one hand, Cen Shichuan got her pregnant and then caused her to miscarry; on the other hand, her mother-in-law and elders complained that she was useless.

Having suffered a mental breakdown, she could only let them do as they pleased.

Ultimately, they were reduced to mere reproductive tools.

She still keeps her head down.

As the shards pierced his palm, blood stained the floor with streaks of crimson.

They looked just like the children in my dream who turned into blood.

Hatred and resentment made her clench her fists, letting the pain spread.

This time, she would never allow herself and her child to become tools for Cen Shichuan's revenge!

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, Xu Wantang slowly rose and took two steps closer.

Even with Cen Shichuan's threatening gaze, she was no longer swayed.

He even showed a troubled expression.

"Third Madam and the elders have misunderstood. It's not that I don't agree to have children, but having children... is a matter for two people."

This means that Cen Shichuan was not only disabled in both legs, but also in his third leg.

In his dream, Cen Shichuan was certain that she wouldn't dare to argue and could only silently accept the IVF treatment.

Now, she's directly breaking through this barrier.

Whether she and Cen Shichuan slept together or not is not that important.

The important question is, are people willing to believe in a disabled person?

Or should I trust a normal woman?

Lin Manzhi stood up angrily: "Xu Wantang! What nonsense are you spouting!"

Xu Wantang deliberately flinched.

"I'm sorry, Third Madam, just take it as me talking nonsense."

"What do you mean, 'I'll just pretend you're talking nonsense'? My son is fine! It's you who has the problem and can't have children!"

"Okay, whatever you say, please calm down."

Xu Wantang respectfully handed over a cup of tea.

The more compliant she became, the more it fueled people's imaginations.

The elders couldn't help but look at Cen Shichuan in the wheelchair.

Xu Wantang also looked over, and their eyes met.

His eyes were icy.

Like the cold, white light in an operating room, it makes your spine stiffen.

She gritted her teeth to suppress the metallic taste of blood churning in her throat.

Cen Shichuan, unless you want the whole city to know tomorrow that my IVF treatment was because you were ineffective.

Cen Shichuan hesitated, his expression darkening as he looked at Xu Wantang.

Just when Xu Wantang thought her plan was about to succeed, he chuckled softly.

"Since you've admitted it yourself, there's nothing for me to hide. Didn't you already know you had a problem?"

As he spoke, his assistant handed him a medical report.

The patient is Xu Wantang.

The diagnosis was fallopian tube obstruction, making natural conception difficult; in vitro fertilization (IVF) was recommended.

However, Xu Wantang never underwent such an examination.

Lin Manzhi sat up straight, covering her mouth with disdain: "So that's how it is, you want to harm Shi Chuan again."

again.

This word cleverly undermined the credibility of Xu Wantang's words.

Only when the elders' eyes were filled with anger did Cen Shichuan slowly and deliberately speak.

"Xu Wantang, stop fooling around. I'll have someone take you to the hospital for a full check-up now. You should take good care of yourself and prepare for IVF."

He spoke these words in a generous and casual tone, without a single fault to be found.

But his clenched fingers betrayed his mockery of Xu Wantang.

It was as if to say that her resistance was just a futile struggle.

In vitro fertilization was not discussed, but simply notified.

Whether she agrees or not, she has to agree in the end.

Cen Shichuan really went to great lengths to help Xu Chuxue vent her anger.

Before Xu Wantang could recover,

Her arms were grabbed by the bodyguard.

The thought of needles as long as a forearm piercing someone's body and the tragic fate of nine children is unbearable.

She reached out and grabbed Cen Shichuan's wheelchair, staring at him coldly.

I hate you!

He tried to open his mouth, but could only manage a hoarse, breathy sound.

Cen Shichuan paused for a second, then, just like in his dream, pried her fingers apart one by one.

"take away."

"..."

Xu Wantang fell to the ground in a disheveled state.

The crowd merely glanced at her indifferently, letting her be dragged away by the bodyguards with brute force.

It's like watching a drowning dog struggling to survive.

But she didn't give up.

Because she knew that Cen Shichuan would not give up until he achieved his goal, and would never make only one-sided preparations.

All her words just now were nothing but a test.

Now, that's her real plan.

Xu Wantang stared intently at the huge antique clock in the living room.

Ten, nine... three, two, one.

Boom!

As the wind and rain poured down, something seemed to be slowly approaching through the hazy courtyard.