[Wrong Elevator, Wrong Door] (161-170) Author: No Cat Under Heaven

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Chapter 161 Ex-lover (h)

Yan Yu didn't have a car in Hecheng, so he took a taxi here today. He originally wanted to find a taxi to take Cheng Xiaoyu back,
but Cheng Xiaoyu said that the parking lot was fine, as she had driven here. Yan Yu was taken aback. Three years had passed, and
this girl had cut her hair short, her temperament had matured, and she could even drive. It seemed that she was doing well without him.
Yan Yu remembered that when he and Cheng Xiaoyu first got together, he asked her to learn to drive, but Cheng Xiaoyu refused, saying that his car
wasn't hers, and if they broke up in the future, she wouldn't have a car to drive anyway, so why bother learning? Yan Yu was so angry that he said, "
You're thinking about breaking up with me all the time, aren't you?" Now that he thought about it, it was really just wishful thinking on his part. Cheng Xiaoyu
probably never thought their relationship was good from the beginning.

Yan Yu carried Cheng Xiaoyu to the parking lot. Cheng Xiaoyu unlocked the car, and Yan Yu opened the passenger door for
her to get in. It was a Jetta worth less than 100,000 yuan; she must have bought it herself, not given it to her by her boyfriend.
It seemed rather shabby for a man in his thirties to give a woman such a car. Thinking of this, Yan Yu felt a little better.

Cheng Xiaoyu watched Yan Yu get into the driver's seat without a second thought, somewhat amused and exasperated. "This is my car!"

Yan Yu didn't answer, but reached out and lifted her feet to look at them under the roof light. "You were walking barefoot for a while,
did you get scratched?"

Yan Yu asked, his brows slightly furrowed, his tone somewhat cold, yet revealing
a concern that Cheng Xiaoyu knew all too well. Back when they first met, Yan Yu knew she had no money but still forced her to pay back the debt, which made Cheng Xiaoyu so angry that she
took off her shoes and threw them at him as payment. Later, he carried her back to the car and wiped her feet with a wet wipe; that
soft, ticklish feeling was something she still remembered clearly. Cheng Xiaoyu blushed and
pulled her foot away from Yan Yu's hand. "My foot's fine."

Yan Yu glanced at her. "Where do you live? I'll take you home."

Cheng Xiaoyu sighed. "I said, this is my car."

Yan Yu said, "Driving barefoot is illegal, you know that?" He then stepped on the gas and drove off
.

Cheng Xiaoyu had no choice but to obediently fasten her seatbelt. Driving barefoot was illegal? There didn't seem to be such a rule
.

All the way, Cheng Xiaoyu had countless questions for Yan Yu, but after a long pause, she only managed to ask one: "Are you and Fang Fei
doing well now?"

Yan Yu, gripping the steering wheel, gave a curt "Mmm."

Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't ask anything else. The car pulled into the apartment complex, and Yan Yu carried her upstairs.
Cheng Xiaoyu stood at the door, took out her keys, and forced a smile at Yan Yu. "Thank you for today. I'm going in now. See you
again sometime."

Yan Yu said, "I'm a little thirsty, come in and have a glass of water."

Cheng Xiaoyu had no choice but to agree. As soon as she opened the door, Snoopy crouched down at the door and meowed, but when it saw Yan
Yu, it quickly scurried under a chair to hide.

Cheng Xiaoyu took off her socks, changed into slippers, and squatted down next to the stool. She patted Snoopy's head and scooped it
out . "Don't be afraid, Snoopy, I'll get you some food."

Cheng Xiaoyu held Snoopy, poured some cat food into its bowl, and then put it on the floor.

Snoopy turned its head and looked at Yan Yu, who was sitting on the sofa silently observing the room. Seeing that he didn't
react , it ate its cat food with peace of mind.

Cheng Xiaoyu poured a glass of water for Yan Yu, who only took a sip before putting it on the coffee table. The room
was a woman's private space; there were no men's belongings, and the sheets and blankets were all light-colored. Yan Yu felt
a little more at ease and asked, "Why did you come to Hecheng alone?"

"There weren't many job opportunities back home, so I came here."

"What are you doing now? Which company do you work for?"

Cheng Xiaoyu briefly explained her work situation, and Yan Yu hummed in agreement. Then she asked, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

Although Cheng Xiaoyu never felt that being single was shameful, Yan Yu couldn't ask her that question. She had left
him, was thirty years old, and was still single.

Cheng Xiaoyu said calmly, "Yes."

"Who is he?"

Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't make up a name for him out of thin air, so she brought
up .

Yan Yu asked, "Is he good to you?"

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled, "He's very good."

Yan Yu didn't say anything more.

An awkward silence filled the room. Snoopy, having finished its cat food, shuffled its chubby little body to Yan
Yu's feet, hoping to charm him, but Yan Yu's cold face chilled it to the bone. Snoopy wagged its tail
and jumped onto the sofa, lying down next to Cheng Xiaoyu. Cheng Xiaoyu stroked Snoopy's head and asked Yan Yu,
"And you? What brings you to Hecheng?"

Yan Yu replied, "My grandfather passed away a few days ago, and my parents and I came back for the funeral."

"Ah, I'm sorry."

"It's alright."

Silence returned between them.

Cheng Xiaoyu, trying to make conversation, lifted Snoopy's chin, "This is my cat, Snoopy
."

Snoopy meowed sweetly.

Yan Yu, however, didn't even glance at it, completely disregarding its presence, and stood up, saying, "I'm leaving."

He had only taken a sip of the water in that glass; he had insisted on coming in, and now, after sitting for a few minutes, he was leaving—just
because she said she had a boyfriend? But Yan Yu, you're married now, so why should I not even have a boyfriend?

Yan Yu had already reached the door, and Cheng Xiaoyu had no choice but to get up and see him off. She said goodbye, but Yan Yu
did , slammed the door shut, and left.

Yan Yu was gone, and tomorrow she would return to her daily routine of the past two years. Work, life,
raising her cat, daydreaming—so many people came and went in this city every day, but she didn't care about anyone, and no one
cared about her. She tried her best to live like a strong woman, but heaven knows her body and soul were gradually withering away.
She was lonely to the point of madness, and all her emotions could only be poured into a cat.
Three years had passed since her relationship with Yan Yu, a relationship that was sweet as honey and bitter as medicine. But precisely because they were far apart, she saw some things more clearly
. How to describe that feeling? It was like walking around next to a huge building and only seeing a part of
it ; only when you were far enough away could you truly see its entirety and structure. She loved Yan Yu.
This love she felt couldn't be compared to her love for Chu Chen, because both were genuine and couldn't be measured in weight.
The reason she seemed to take this relationship for granted was twofold: firstly, she and Chu Chen were forced apart while Yan Yu
relentlessly pursued her; secondly, Yan Yu's betrayal, made in revenge, filled her with resentment.
But ultimately, who was to blame? It was her. Therefore, Cheng Xiaoyu rarely thought about Yan Yu; no one
wants to constantly recall things they regret. Better to cherish the memory than to meet
again. Cheng Xiaoyu could continue living like this, day after day, year after year, based on inertia. But the problem was, she saw Yan Yu today. He appeared at
the Mayday , even came to her house, stayed for a few minutes, and then left. How could she bear it!

Cheng Xiaoyu bit her lip, opened the door, and chased after him.

Yan Yu didn't leave; he stood against the wall in front of her house, wearing a black sweater and dark blue jeans
, carrying a thin down jacket. He looked up at her and said, "Cheng Xiaoyu, you really have a boyfriend?"

Cheng Xiaoyu shook her head, walked over, hugged Yan Yu's neck, and buried her face in his chest. They began
to kiss, the taste between their lips so familiar it was heartbreaking. They both seemed to want to devour each other,
nibbling at each other's lips and tongues. Yan Yu's tongue swirled aggressively and impatiently in her mouth. Cheng Xiaoyu closed her eyes and
let out two soft moans, a mixture of reproach and pain, from her nose. She sucked on Yan Yu's lips, wrapped her arms around his neck, and gripped his hair tightly with her fingers.

Yan Yu picked Cheng Xiaoyu up and carried her back into the house. Cheng Xiaoyu reached out and turned off the light switch on the wall, plunging the room
into darkness. Yan Yu threw her onto the bed, pressed himself against her, and kissed her. His long fingers
explored her body eagerly, and Cheng Xiaoyu let out a sigh-like moan. She didn't want light, she didn't want to see, she only wanted this one night,
she didn't want to think about anything else. How long had it been since her body had been touched so passionately by a man? She truly
missed it.

Their clothes fell silently to the floor. Snoopy, in the darkness, stared wide-eyed
at . They were both too eager, wanting to possess each other immediately, afraid
that some string in the other's head would suddenly snap, and a word of refusal would slip out, tormenting them with burning
desire until they couldn't endure the night. Without much foreplay, Yan Yu had already hoisted Cheng Xiaoyu's legs onto his
shoulders, rubbed his burning head against the wet, warm entrance a couple of times, found the right spot, and thrust in with one powerful stroke. Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help but cry out in pain. Her delicate passage hadn't been entered for three years; how could she possibly withstand being suddenly swallowed by such a

massive thing? Yan Yu didn't move, reaching out to touch her smooth, delicate face. "Does it hurt?" Cheng Xiaoyu hummed in response. Yan Yu lowered his head and kissed Cheng Xiaoyu's lips, pressing her body down and thrusting his slender hips forcefully. Cheng Xiaoyu's body was half-folded and pressed down forcefully, her tight passage trembling and contracting repeatedly. Her screams were swallowed by Yan Yu, and her two small, white feet weakly pounded against Yan Yu's bare back a few times. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh was clear in the darkness, as if echoing in three dimensions. Soon, sweet, sticky fluid flowed down from where the two were joined, filling the room with a warm, fragrant, and alluring scent . Chapter 162 Are you jealous? (h) The two bodies were so perfectly in sync, the sensation had been imagined a million times in their hearts and dreams. Cheng Xiaoyu's climax came quickly and fiercely, the sharp pleasure so intense that she screamed in terror, forgetting all restraint. Her long fingernails scratched red marks on Yan Yu's back, and her two slender white legs wrapped around him, sucking and enveloping him like a bewitching enchantress. Yan Yu was drenched in sweat, wanting only to use all his strength on that soft, tight place. He wanted to hold on a little longer, but Cheng Xiaoyu always had the ability to make him unable to hold on. After only half an hour, Yan Yu gasped for breath and asked the delicate woman beneath him, who was as tender as a puddle of water, "Do you have a condom?" Cheng Xiaoyu shook her head and said breathlessly, "No." Yan Yu said, "Then should I ejaculate inside?" Cheng Xiaoyu didn't care about anything else, and gave a random "hmm" while wrapping herself around Yan Yu and contracting her delicate muscles again. Yan Yu didn't say anything more and began to thrust in and out of the woman beneath him. Cheng Xiaoyu was already disoriented by the ever-increasing speed, and could only cling tightly to Yan Yu as they floated and sank in the surging sea of desire. In the final, scorching moment, she seemed to hear Yan Yu mumble, "Little ostrich." Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes welled up with tears; how could she not miss some things? The hot, iron-like thing finally softened, but remained inside Cheng Xiaoyu's body. She could feel a warm current swirling deep within her lower abdomen, then slowly seeping out along the passage. Yan Yu lowered his head and kissed the tear tracks on her face. "Why are you crying?" Yan Yu's voice was slightly hoarse and sexy , just like after every time before. Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help but hug Yan Yu's neck, wiping her tears onto his firm, taut chest muscles. Yan Yu sighed. "Why are you still so prone to crying?" Neither of them spoke again, only embracing each other tightly. Cheng Xiaoyu wished this moment could last forever, that dawn would never break, and that tomorrow would never come. But after only a short while of this intimate embrace, Cheng Xiaoyu felt Yan Yu's penis, still inside her, begin to change, like a hibernating beast gradually awakening, stirring and raising its head, wanting to stretch its body. Cheng Xiaoyu shifted back somewhat awkwardly, "Yan Yu, it's sore down there, let me rest... " Yan Yu, without a word, gripped her buttocks and began to thrust. Her passage still contained much of her semen and vaginal fluid , making his movements very smooth. Cheng Xiaoyu was thirty years old, yet inside and out she was as tender as tofu, truly a natural predator to him. Yan Yu lowered his head and nibbled at Cheng Xiaoyu's nipple, his strength just right, sending a tingling sensation through her chest. Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help but moan like a kitten, ignoring her aches and pains a while, Yan Yu made Cheng Xiaoyu kneel on the bed, reaching out to knead the small fleshy spot beneath her light pubic hair . Cheng Xiaoyu was already extremely sensitive in this area, and Yan Yu's vigorous thrusting from behind while simultaneously kneading it made her feel as if she were in paradise. Her two pert, peach-like buttocks swayed slightly, and her cherry-red lips, wrapped around his large penis, sucked desperately, the mixture of white fluid and saliva flowing down her lips.

A few drops trickled down the edge. Cheng Xiaoyu's hands trembled slightly as she propped herself up on the sheets, her head tilted back as she let out
long, drawn-out moans.

Yan Yu couldn't stand her seductive appearance. One hand kneaded her full, smooth breasts, while the other pinched
her engorged, hard clitoris. He thrust in and out without mercy, making her half-open clitoris tremble and suckle at him.
Yan Yu said, "Look at you, you little slut. Can you live without a man?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was annoyed and grabbed Yan Yu's hand, biting it. Yan Yu snorted, pinched her chin,
and shoved the fingers that had been kneading her clitoris into her mouth, thrusting them in and out in sync with his lower body. "Smell my
fingers, they smell like you."

Cheng Xiaoyu hummed twice through her nose, sticking out her pink tongue to lick Yan Yu's fingers a couple of times. Yan
Yu's Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably. He pushed down Cheng Xiaoyu's soft waist, grabbing her pert little buttocks and
thrusting wildly like an electric motor.

Cheng Xiaoyu's arms could no longer support her body, so she simply lay limply on the bed. Yan Yu's deep movements made her
soft cheeks rub against the cotton sheets, and soon her cheeks were slightly warm from the friction. Her
white jade-like little hands gripped the sheets tightly, her knuckles turning white, but not as forcefully as her little mouth below. She
was sucking him, sucking him with every inch of softness and every thread of tightness, as if trying to tear him apart and drain him dry, making his scalp tingle with pleasure.
He had taken her body, and she wanted to take his heart. She wouldn't allow him to forget her. He was Yan Yu; how could he
forget her?

Yan Yu leaned down and, like a wild beast, gnawed at Cheng Xiaoyu's neck and shoulders. "You vixen, you vixen, I
really want to kill you."

Cheng Xiaoyu gasped, her eyes half-closed. "You can kill me then. Ah, Yan Yu, um..."

At this moment, Yan Yu's mind and eyes were only on the little vixen beneath him. He used all his strength to thrust
in and out , to kill her or be killed by her; he just didn't want to be separated from her.

Yan Yu was awakened by the sound of a cat meowing the next day. Snoopy was hungry. It was almost 11 a.m.,
and after waiting and waiting for its master to get up, Snoopy meowed twice to try to attract its master's attention. But
the master didn't wake up; instead, the man who had been sleeping with his master opened his eyes. Snoopy walked to
the half-open door, shyly rubbing her cheek against the doorframe. "Handsome, could you get me something to eat?
I'm so hungry."

Yan Yu looked down at Cheng Xiaoyu. She was sleeping in his arms, her breathing steady and her expression peaceful. Her eyelashes were curled, and her lips were
slightly pouting—everything was exactly the same as before. There were hickeys on her collarbone and two light red teeth marks on her shoulder;
he had indeed been unusually passionate last night. Around her neck was a small platinum heart-shaped pendant, with
a small, sparkling diamond in the center and a circle of delicate, cute vines. She used to wear the Pisces pendant he had given her, but
he hadn't seen it since. He didn't know if she had taken it or lost it when she moved.

Just as Yan Yu reached for the pendant, Snoopy meowed. "You're clearly awake but
ignoring me, that's too much!

" Cheng Xiaoyu snuggled closer to Yan Yu, seemingly about to wake up. Yan Yu quickly put her finger to her lips in a
shushing gesture, and Snoopy obediently squatted down and wagged its tail. Yan Yu
tiptoed off the bed, put on jeans and a sweater, and slipped on Cheng Xiaoyu's slippers before coming out. Snoopy
quickly followed and meowed twice.

Yan Yu said, "Little thing, what do you usually eat?"

Snoopy opened its eyes wide and looked up at Yan Yu with an adorable expression.

Yan Yu couldn't help but smile, went into the kitchen, looked around, and then found a bag of cat food on top of the refrigerator. Yan Yu
removed the clip from the bag and poured some cat food out.

Snoopy meowed and lowered its head, crunching the cat food shaped like little fish. Cheng Xiaoyu
calls herself "Little Fish," yet she keeps a cat that eats fish. Yan Yu couldn't help but chuckle at the thought. He squatted down
and stroked Snoopy's chubby little face; the fluffy texture felt wonderful, and even its adorable appearance
resembled its owner.

When Cheng Xiaoyu opened her eyes, she saw Yan Yu squatting on the floor feeding Snoopy. Sunlight streamed through
the window illuminating Yan Yu, whose expression was relaxed and cheerful. For a moment, Cheng Xiaoyu thought she was dreaming,
but the tingling in her body and the stickiness in her lower body quickly reminded her of what had happened the night before. Cheng Xiaoyu blushed and sat up in bed,
still covered by the covers.

Hearing the sound, Yan Yu looked up. "Awake?"

Cheng Xiaoyu hummed in response.

Silence fell between them for a moment. After finishing its food, Snoopy became closer to Yan Yu, meowing
and rubbing its little head against him.

Yan Yu asked, "What's wrong? Not full?"

Cheng Xiaoyu replied, "No, it's probably thirsty. There's a small bowl next to the kitchen door;
just give it some water."

Yan Yu went to the kitchen, got a small bowl, filled it with water, and placed it on the floor. Snoopy squatted down beside the bowl
and began licking the water with its little tongue.

Cheng Xiaoyu grabbed a bathrobe and tied it around her waist, saying to Yan Yu, "I'm going to take a shower."

Yan Yu nodded.

Cheng Xiaoyu got out of bed and stood up, but her legs gave way, and she almost fell. Embarrassed, her ears turned red. She quickly leaned against
the wall, head down, and took a few steps into the bathroom, finally letting out a long sigh of relief.

After drinking the water, Snoopy began licking its fur, meticulously licking from its face to its tail. Yan Yu watched
Snoopy for a while, then carefully surveyed the room. Cheng Xiaoyu seemed more diligent than before
. When they lived together, she always liked to leave clothes scattered around and leave frequently used items lying around haphazardly. Now, the room
was neat and cozy. This woman, now thirty, was finally showing some signs of domesticity. In
a corner Yan Yu unexpectedly found the little ostrich doll from before. The pink feathers on its head had faded to
a lighter pink, and its red velvet blazer looked a bit worn, but its expression remained adorably silly
. Yan Yu reached out to touch the little ostrich that had disappeared for three years, when he heard the door open and Cheng Xiaoyu
emerged from the bathroom. Yan Yu quickly withdrew his hand, adopting a more formal posture.

Cheng Xiaoyu was wearing a soft beige striped loungewear set, her hair still damp,
a healthy blush on her face, her skin flawless, and her eyes sparkling—she looked sexy and alluring. She rolled up her sleeves,
went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and looked around. "Just have something simple for lunch at my place, don't go out."

"No, thank you," Yan Yu said. "It's already twelve o'clock. I have to catch a flight back to Rongcheng at 2:30 this afternoon, so I
should leave now."

Cheng Xiaoyu's face, hidden behind the refrigerator door, stiffened for a moment. She hummed in agreement and closed the refrigerator, then thought for a moment
and said, "Then I'll take you to the airport."

Yan Yu thought Cheng Xiaoyu's driving habits were very bad; she would often cut in front of others and forget to change lanes. He frowned as he sat in
the car . "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Although Cheng Xiaoyu had only been driving for six months, she wasn't usually this impatient. She was acting this way only because
Yan Yu was sitting next to her. Cheng Xiaoyu said with a straight face, "Why am I in such a hurry? Aren't you in a hurry to catch your flight?"

Yan Yu glanced at his watch. "It's only one o'clock."

The light turned green, and Cheng Xiaoyu quickly stepped on the brake. Yan Yu, sitting in the passenger seat, leaned forward slightly
. He frowned, pulled down his seatbelt, and fastened it.

Cheng Xiaoyu gripped the steering wheel, looking ahead calmly, and said, "Yan Yu, I won't
mention what happened last night to anyone, and it will absolutely not affect your family. Don't worry."

Yan Yu replied coldly, "Then I really should thank you."

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't say anything, and the car drove all the way to the airport. The two sat in McDonald's and ordered some food.
During the meal, Yan Yu's mother called him, asking why he hadn't gone home last night and if he had arrived at the airport yet. Yan
Yu said that he had run into a friend last night and hadn't gone home, and that he was already at the airport. Yan Yu's mother gave him a few more instructions and then hung up
.

Cheng Xiaoyu asked, "Are your parents in Hecheng now?"

"Yes."

"How is Uncle Yan's health?"

"Much better, but his left hand still shakes a little. He doesn't care about anything anymore, he goes to the park to practice
Tai Chi , and he's not as short-tempered as before."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "That's how it is when people get older. Are you still at Ruiyu?"

"I don't go to Ruiyu much anymore. They hired an executive president. I'm usually at Jiacheng now. It's a big business there, and there
's a lot to do."

Cheng Xiaoyu thought for a moment and said, "Don't work too hard. Take care of your health and your family."

Yan Yu sneered, "It's been three years, and you've become so sensible. I thought you only cared about yourself and
never thought of anyone else."

Cheng Xiaoyu glanced at Yan Yu, "Come on, you always have to make sarcastic remarks. How badly did I
wrong you back then? A man has to go through one or two bad women in his life to achieve success. Don't be so
petty. Now that you're with Fang Fei, isn't that enough?"

"Cheng Xiaoyu, why do you keep mentioning Fang Fei? Are you jealous?"

Cheng Xiaoyu blushed and glared at Yan Yu. "What am I jealous of? Yan Yu, if you keep talking nonsense, I
won't see you off. I'm leaving right now."

Yan Yu fell silent.

After a moment of silence, Cheng Xiaoyu finally spoke, "I don't think I've formally
apologized . Yan Yu, I shouldn't have been thinking about other people while we were together. It was disrespectful to you and to
myself. I was young and immature back then, please don't hold it against me."

Yan Yu remained cold, "I don't accept your apology."

Cheng Xiaoyu sighed, "Don't you have any manners? Shouldn't you at least apologize to me?
You know in your heart how many things you did to wrong me while we were together."

Yan Yu said, "I've been worthy of your apologies, but you don't care. I didn't hurt you, so
why should I apologize?"

Cheng Xiaoyu's expression stiffened. "It seems we won't be able to reach an agreement even in thirty years.
Oh well , it's all in the past anyway."

They exchanged a few casual words before it was time to board. Cheng Xiaoyu felt a pang of
sadness, but she couldn't show it. She had insisted on leaving back then; to show reluctance now would be
pathetic. So, she nonchalantly smiled and waved to Yan Yu.

Yan Yu glanced at her expressionlessly, turned, and entered the boarding gate, showing no sign of lingering or
reluctance .

Cheng Xiaoyu returned to her seat in the waiting area, feeling tired and empty.
What did yesterday matter? Yan Yu's behavior made it seem like just an ordinary one-night stand.

Chapter 163 A False Alarm

Cheng Xiaoyu, after a long day at work, suddenly remembered she hadn't taken her emergency contraception. Yan Yu had made
love several times that night. Cheng Xiaoyu quickly went to the pharmacy and bought some emergency contraception. It was effective for 72 hours, so
taking it now wasn't too late. Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the small blue and white capsule in her hand, wanting to eat it but unable to put it in her mouth,
feeling as if something was stuck in her throat. Over the years, she had always consciously kept her distance from children
. When colleagues' or relatives' babies were brought to her, she would only offer a polite smile. It wasn't that she
disliked children; the pain was simply too much, and she couldn't even bear to think about that incident. But did she really not want a child?
She was stuck in a limbo, unsure if she would ever have the strength to love again, and perhaps she would
end up alone. At thirty, she had lived more than half her life; what would she have left behind? Perhaps this time,
taking the pills would truly leave her with nothing. Cheng Xiaoyu sighed, placing the pills on the table. Oh well, let fate
decide. It probably wasn't that accurate anyway.

From then on, Cheng Xiaoyu lived in a daze, spending her days either working or lost in thought. She was already
considering the question of whether the child was a boy or a girl and what to do about the birth certificate, based on her parents' reaction. Her parents would naturally strongly
oppose her having a child out of wedlock, but at worst, she wouldn't come home for the New Year next year; what could they do now that the child was already born? Besides, she
hoped would be a boy. Firstly, it would be pitiful for a girl to live with a single mother, and a boy would be more resilient. Secondly
, she also wanted a little boy like Yan Yu, who liked to put on a serious face all the time,
but . She wouldn't be like some mothers who doted on their sons excessively and always found fault with their daughters-in-law; she
would definitely be an open-minded and sensible mother-in-law...

Cheng Xiaoyu's assistant, Xiao Xu, said, "Manager Cheng, what are you laughing at all over there?"

Cheng Xiaoyu then realized that she had actually laughed and could only say, "Nothing."

Xiao Xu and Cheng Xiaoyu got along well, so she spoke casually. Xiao Xu laughed and said, "Sister Cheng, have you
been attracting some suitors lately? Look at you, your complexion is rosy and glowing."

Cheng Xiaoyu laughed and said, "Even if I'm glowing, I can't compare to you, the little gossip queen."

So when Cheng Xiaoyu went to the restroom that day and found she had started her period, she felt particularly frustrated. Unfortunately, there was a large company event
that day , and Cheng Xiaoyu was at the venue, so she had to
quickly leave with some toilet paper in her underwear. The weather forecast was for overcast skies, but it started raining just before the event began.
Most of the event was outdoors, and as the event's coordinator, Cheng Xiaoyu had to quickly
coordinate, ensuring the event wouldn't be interrupted and preventing the expensive electronic equipment from getting damp. Even a light winter rain
was bone-chillingly cold. Cheng Xiaoyu, because she had to go on stage, was only wearing a woolen suit jacket with a thin white sweater and
charcoal-colored pencil pants. Running around in the rain dressed like that was no joke; after a while, she felt
a dull, aching pain in her lower abdomen, but she was too busy to care. Finally, at 5 pm, the event successfully ended. Cheng Xiaoyu
returned to the company and was just about to have a drink of hot water when her supervisor called. Cheng Xiaoyu assumed the question was about the event,
so she told the director, "Although it rained today, it didn't affect the event's progress, and I made sure they took all the equipment back
safely ."

The director hummed in agreement and then told her that he was discussing a project with the CEO of a new client company and asked her
to come to the Guodu Hotel immediately, as everyone was already there. Cheng Xiaoyu had no choice but to agree. Without even having time to drink water, she went to the restroom
to change some toilet paper, straightened her hair in front of the mirror, and left.

Once inside the private room, Cheng Xiaoyu discovered that the CEO of the so-called new client company was actually Yan Yu, dressed in a suit
and tie with his hair slicked back, chatting and laughing with their big boss.

Director Wang stood up and gestured to Cheng Xiaoyu, "President Yan, this is Manager Cheng from our marketing department. Xiao
Cheng, this is President Yan, the president of Ruiyu E-commerce. President Yan is young and promising; Ruiyu is the
fastest-growing e-commerce company in the southern market in the past two years."

Yan Yu stood up and extended his hand to Cheng Xiaoyu, "Ms. Cheng, it's a pleasure to meet

you." Cheng Xiaoyu had no choice but to extend her hand and shake hands with Yan Yu, "President Yan, hello."

Cheng Xiaoyu's fingertips were as cold as ice, and Yan Yu frowned almost imperceptibly before releasing Cheng Xiaoyu's
hand.

After listening for a while, Cheng Xiaoyu understood what was going on. Although Ruiyu's several e-commerce
websites had already established a market presence in the south, their brand awareness in the north was not high. Yan Yu's
cooperation with their company this time was to increase the brand awareness and sales of their websites in Hecheng. The cooperation project had been initially agreed upon,
and since market promotion was involved, their marketing department was naturally indispensable. Therefore, the boss invited the director,
general manager to have a meal together.

Although the purpose of the meal was to discuss business, the atmosphere was generally relaxed and casual. The boss asked
the managers to share their thoughts and ideas so they could discuss them with General Manager Yan. The three managers
each gave their suggestions, but when it was Cheng Xiaoyu's turn, she was still lost in thought. Director Wang called her twice
before she realized everyone at the table was looking at her. Cheng Xiaoyu blushed slightly and blurted out that they could create a series of
creative website ads related to spring and place them on the glass panels of bus stop signs; the promotional effect should be good.
Cheng Xiaoyu immediately regretted her suggestion. Creative ads are easier said than done, and besides, they weren't an advertising company;
it was pointless to say such a thing. Yan Yu, however, was still considerate, saying the idea was good and he would
discuss it in detail with the advertising company they were working with later.

Cheng Xiaoyu composed herself, afraid to let her mind wander. But after sitting for a while, her stomach began to ache more and more, the pain feeling
like a block of ice was pressing down inside her. She desperately wanted to clutch her stomach, but
hunching over at the dinner table looked awkward, so she could only endure the pain without moving. After sitting for a while longer, Cheng Xiaoyu was sweating
profusely pain. She hadn't paid much attention to her health these past two years due to work, and menstrual cramps were a frequent
occurrence. Today, she had caught a chill, making it even worse. Usually, her flow was very light on the first day, so she
wasn't worried after using some toilet paper. But now, she felt a sudden surge of warm fluid
gushing . Without further ado, Cheng Xiaoyu stood up, said she was going to the restroom, and turned to leave. When Cheng Xiaoyu entered the restroom and checked her pants, she was stunned. A small pool of blood, as noticeable as a dark stain

, was stained her light-colored pants .
Cheng Xiaoyu sat on the toilet for a while, clutching her stomach.
How was she going to get home with her pants like this? Had they all seen her leave? Why did they have to make her
look bad in front of Yan Yu? Why did it have to be in front of Yan Yu?

There was a knock on the bathroom door. "Is anyone there?"

It was Yan Yu's voice. Cheng Xiaoyu didn't speak.

Yan Yu knocked twice more. "Cheng Xiaoyu, I know you're in there."

Cheng Xiaoyu had no choice but to speak. "What are you doing here?"

"Come out first."

"I'm not coming out."

A suit jacket was draped over the doorframe. "Tie my jacket around your waist."

Yan Yu's words reminded Cheng Xiaoyu. She took off her own jacket, tied it around her waist, and then came out to return Yan Yu
's jacket to him.

Yan Yu said, "I told them I had to leave first. The party's over there. I'll take you home now." Just as

Yan Yu finished speaking, Cheng Xiaoyu's phone rang. It was Director Wang calling, saying that President Yan had something to do and the dinner party had ended, asking
where Cheng Xiaoyu was. Cheng Xiaoyu could only say she was still in the restroom, her stomach was a little upset
, and told them to go ahead and not worry about her. She hung up the phone and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan Yu reached out and squeezed Cheng Xiaoyu's hand. "Why are your hands still so cold?" Cheng

Xiaoyu awkwardly shook off Yan Yu

's hand, unsure what to say. Yan Yu reached out and grabbed her hand again. "Let's go, let's go home."

Cheng Xiaoyu stood still.

Yan Yu sighed, "Little darling, this is the women's restroom, not a place for me.
How long are you going to stand here? If you don't leave, I'm going to carry you out."

Chapter 164 Who Can't Let Go of Whom

Cheng Xiaoyu followed Yan Yu out of the hotel. Yan Yu opened the passenger door of a white Bentley for Cheng Xiaoyu to sit
in .

Cheng Xiaoyu looked around and said, "Don't you have a car in Hecheng?"

"This is my sister's car."

Cheng Xiaoyu then remembered that Yan Yu's sister was also in Hecheng. She nestled in the seat, clutching her stomach, and finally felt a little
better . Suddenly, something warm was placed in her hand. Cheng Xiaoyu looked down and saw a tin of walnut milk.
The tin was warm, probably what Yan Yu had asked for at the hotel.

Yan Yu said, "Warm your hands for a bit, we'll be home soon."

Cheng Xiaoyu held the box of walnut milk, her head down, unsure of what to feel. She turned her head to the side, leaned against
the car window, and closed her eyes. Less than a month after their last meeting, she had taken Yan Yu back to her home
.

A good car is indeed different; it drove quickly and smoothly, arriving at Cheng Xiaoyu's house in less than twenty minutes. Yan Yu asked
where the hot water bottle and brown sugar were, then went into the kitchen to boil water. Cheng Xiaoyu had suffered from stomach aches before,
so Yan Yu was already very familiar with what to prepare. Cheng Xiaoyu closed the bedroom door, changed her underwear, put on her pajamas, and lay down on
her warm, soft bed. Although her stomach still cramped intermittently, she felt much better psychologically.

Yan Yu boiled water and, while waiting, poured some cat food and water for Snoopy.
Although had tried to remain reserved behind the computer desk when Yan Yu first came in, it
couldn't resist the cat food and came out to eat, wagging its cute, fluffy yellow and white striped tail.

Yan Yu filled a hot water bottle and heated a large bowl of ginger and brown sugar water, handing it to Cheng Xiaoyu's bedside. Cheng Xiaoyu wrapped the
hot water bottle in a towel and held it to her stomach, taking a couple of sips of the brown sugar water from Yan Yu's hand before saying she didn't want any more.

Yan Yu said, "Why are you still having this problem? You complain about the spiciness again? How can medicine taste good?"

Cheng Xiaoyu hugged the blanket and didn't speak, but her expression clearly said, "I'm a patient, don't scold me."
She looked exactly the same as before, and Yan Yu couldn't help but smile and ruffle her hair.

Seeing Cheng Xiaoyu lying on the bed, Snoopy circled the bed once, then lightly
leaped onto the pillow. It placed its two front paws on the pillow, gesturing for rest, and glanced at Yan Yu
a few times with its large, sideways eyes, as if to say, "The bed is full, don't come any closer." Snoopy was a rather pampered cat, and
Cheng Xiaoyu didn't discipline it much, so it usually slept on the bed. That night, Yan Yu had been busy on the bed for so long that
Snoopy was too scared to get on. Seeing that he seemed to want to get on the bed again today, the clever Snoopy
naturally preemptively secured a good spot for itself.

When Snoopy got on, Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and scratched its chin. Snoopy
yawned comfortably. Cheng Xiaoyu then took a hot water bottle from under the covers and rubbed it against Snoopy's body. Cats
love warmth. Snoopy stretched out its cute, white paws and touched the hot water bottle. Feeling
safe, it then laid its entire plump body on top of it and purred contentedly
.

Yan Yu, annoyed, pulled the hot water bottle from under Snoopy and shoved it back into Cheng Xiaoyu's
blanket. "Didn't you have a stomachache? Still playing around."

Cheng Xiaoyu had no choice but to hug the hot water bottle again. "The pain comes in waves."

Snoopy glanced at Yan Yu, then at Cheng Xiaoyu, and went back to lie down next to the pillow, glancing sideways at Yan Yu
every now and then .

Yan Yu said, "I saw a health program on TV the other day that said pressing a certain acupoint on the hand can treat menstrual cramps
. Let me press it for you." He grabbed Cheng Xiaoyu's hand, found the acupoint, and pressed down firmly.
Cheng cried out in pain.

Yan Yu said, "Ugh, why does it hurt more the more I press?"

Cheng Xiaoyu pulled her hand back under the covers, refusing to let Yan Yu torture her any longer. "It's my hand that hurts! You're pressing so hard,
stop torturing me. I feel uncomfortable even if I move."

Yan Yu reached out and touched Cheng Xiaoyu's still pale face. "Why does it hurt more than before? It used to be fine
after a good night's sleep.

" Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Didn't I get caught in the rain all afternoon? Of course my stomach hurts from the chill."

Yan Yu frowned. "Why did you go out in the rain if you weren't feeling well?"

"You make it sound so easy. If your marketing manager's event had a problem,
would he have to run around in the rain?"

Yan Yu remained silent for a while before finally saying, "You don't appreciate the good life you have, you choose this path, who can you blame
?"

Cheng Xiaoyu sneered, "What good life? Spending your own money and using your own resources is a good life? Did you think your money was
wasted ? Going on blind dates while having affairs, you're practically branding me as your mistress, what kind of
good life is that?"

Yan Yu became angry upon hearing this, "My mother forced me to go on blind dates, I was just going through the motions.
You say I had affairs, Cheng Xiaoyu, honestly, how did you treat me back then? Didn't you only have
Chu Chen in your heart? Didn't you say you didn't care what I did? Since you didn't care, it's been three or four years, why are you bringing up old
grievances?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was speechless, her eyes widening as she said, "Get out! Get out of here!" She then turned over and
buried her face in the blanket.

After a while, Cheng Xiaoyu heard Yan Yu stand up and walk out. The door clicked shut, and then there was no more
sound from inside. Cheng Xiaoyu lifted the covers and looked around; Yan Yu was indeed gone.

Cheng Xiaoyu curled up in bed, wanting to sleep but unable to. She thought about getting up to turn off the light, but the pain
made her reluctant to get out of bed. S Noopy, on the other hand, was already snoring loudly. Cheng Xiaoyu felt angry, anxious, and uncomfortable all over. Lying alone
in bed, she couldn't help but feel sorry for herself. She worked herself to the bone every day, and when she came home, there was no one to care about her
. What was the point of this life? The more Cheng Xiaoyu thought about it, the more heartbroken she became. Soon, tears had
soaked a small
patch
of her pillowcase. Just as she was feeling sad, she suddenly heard two clicks at the door, like the sound of a key turning in the lock. Startled, Cheng Xiaoyu sat up in bed. As a single woman living alone, she was naturally afraid of hearing noises so late at night. Cheng Xiaoyu stammered, "Who is it?" The door opened, and Yan Yu
walked in carrying a plastic bag.

Cheng Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, then pouted and said, "Where did you get the key? You scared me to death!"

Yan Yu said, "You put it on the coffee table."

Cheng Xiaoyu wiped away her tears, lay back down on the bed, covered herself with the blanket, and said in a muffled voice, "
Why did you come back? Didn't I tell you to get out?"

Yan Yu's heart softened when he saw Cheng Xiaoyu's tearful expression as soon as he entered the room. He came over, sat on the edge of the bed, and
pulled the blanket off her head. "I went out to buy you some medicine."

"What medicine?"

"Painkillers and medicine to regulate menstruation and improve blood circulation. I specifically asked the pharmacist, and both of these medicines can be taken during menstruation."

Yan Yu brought over warm water and helped Cheng Xiaoyu take the medicine. Snoopy was awakened by the noise and was fiddling with the snacks in the plastic bag with
its little paws.

Yan Yu swatted away its little paws and took out the snacks from the bag one by one. "What do you want to eat? I noticed you
didn't eat much at the restaurant."

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the snacks on the bed; they were all things she used to love. It was impressive that he remembered.
Cheng Xiaoyu smiled. "I'm not a child anymore. I haven't liked these things for a long time."

Yan Yu had no choice but to put them back in the plastic bag and set them aside. "Then what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

Cheng Xiaoyu shook her head. "I don't want anything."

The two of them didn't speak for a moment. Yan Yu looked at Cheng Xiaoyu, while Cheng Xiaoyu looked down at the blanket. Then Yan Yu
reached out and pulled her into his arms, gently stroking her soft hair. Cheng Xiaoyu's hair was soft
and fragrant, and it felt great to touch, but Yan Yu still missed the
smooth . Although Cheng Xiaoyu looked neat with short hair, he still preferred the slightly clingy and a
little absent-minded Cheng Xiaoyu from before.

Cheng Xiaoyu knew in her heart that once could be considered a one-night stand, but two or three times would be considered breaking up someone else's family.
However, she was currently weak and aching, filled with self-pity, and truly lacked the strength to refuse Yan Yu's embrace. Besides,
it was something she had longed for for a long time.

That night, Yan Yu didn't leave in the end, and Snoopy could only sleep on the sofa, feeling very wronged. It and the little ostrich
doll each occupied a corner of the sofa, peacefully sleeping until dawn.

Chapter 165 Shen Jiang:

Because the two companies had agreed on a cooperative project, Cheng Xiaoyu often saw Yan Yu. Cheng Xiaoyu
secretly , even if Ruiyu wanted to expand into the northern market, was it possible that they would coincidentally find her company to cooperate with?
And was this kind of cooperative promotion project really that important? Did it require a company president like him to come and oversee it?
Cheng Xiaoyu didn't dare to ask Yan Yu. If Yan Yu said he stayed in Hecheng for her sake, what would she say? After all, Yan Yu was
a married man; did she really want to be a third party?

Cheng Xiaoyu pretended not to know Yan Yu at the company, and Yan Yu pretended not to know her either.
When he spoke to Cheng Xiaoyu, he always had a stern face and seemed unwilling to talk to her. He was always
nitpicking , but he would get angry if anyone dared to say anything negative about Cheng Xiaoyu. Cheng Xiaoyu just thought
he was childish. He was over thirty years old, did he even know what he was doing?

That day, Cheng Xiaoyu received a text message as soon as she got off work: "Come have dinner with me tonight." Cheng Xiaoyu
didn't have this number saved in her phone, but she knew at a glance that it was Yan Yu's number. It had been three years, and he hadn't changed his number.

Cheng Xiaoyu thought for a moment and sent a text message, "Who is this?"

Her phone rang quickly. "Cheng Xiaoyu, you forgot my number!"

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at her phone and couldn't help but smile. After hesitating for a while, she still sent a text message,
"Don't go out to eat. It's not good if others see us together."

Yan Yu didn't reply. The next day, the person who came to discuss things with them at the meeting was Ruiyu's marketing director, who said that
the company had other matters to attend to and that President Yan might not be coming anytime soon. Cheng Xiaoyu felt a pang of loss, but she could only
force herself to focus on her work. For the next week, Cheng Xiaoyu didn't see Yan Yu. She guessed he had probably gone back to Rongcheng
. Cheng Xiaoyu hesitated for a long time but ultimately didn't call Yan Yu again. It was better that he was gone; otherwise
, how would things end like this? Cheng Xiaoyu understood this, but the days were incredibly agonizing. Each day felt like a year,
and after two weeks, it felt like she had endured twenty years of hardship. Yan Yu's name was like
the apple Snow White held in her heart , so red and lovely that she couldn't help but want to take a bite, completely disregarding
any danger.

Cheng Xiaoyu waited for the subway, lost in thought. When it arrived, she followed the crowd onto the train. A
tall man brushed past her as he got off. Cheng Xiaoyu turned her head slightly to avoid him, but the man suddenly stopped, turned around
, and shouted, "Cheng Xiaoyu!" Cheng Xiaoyu turned back too, "Shen Jiang!"

It was rush hour, and the He City subway was notoriously congested; even "dumplings in a hot pot"
wouldn't be an accurate description. Before Cheng Xiaoyu could react, she was already squeezed into the subway. She could only wave to
Shen Jiang on tiptoe, "Give me your phone number, contact me when you're free."

Shen Jiang hesitated for a moment, then squeezed back onto the subway just before the doors closed.

The two old classmates, holding onto the pillars in the carriage and squeezed like sardines in a can, still chatted
happily .

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Why are you in Hecheng too?"

Shen Jiang sighed, "I clearly told you I was coming to Hecheng when I resigned from Ruiyu, but you
forgot."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Oh, I really forgot, you did say that."

Shen Jiang said, "Why did you come to Hecheng without saying a word?"

Cheng Xiaoyu shrugged, "Well, it's a long story."

Shen Jiang said, "You're in Hecheng... what about President Yan?" Cheng Xiaoyu

smiled, "We broke up a long time ago."

Shen Jiang said "Oh. "

Cheng Xiaoyu asked again, "What about you? Are you married?"

Shen Jiang smiled, "Of course not, what eligible bachelor gets married so early?"

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled with her lips pursed.

Shen Jiang asked, "So, how are you doing now?"

Cheng Xiaoyu replied, "I'm not like you, a golden bachelor, just a seasoned leftover woman."

Shen Jiang's eyes lit up, and he laughed, "Back in high school, I always said you'd never get married,
and see, it wasn't an exaggeration."

Cheng Xiaoyu playfully punched Shen Jiang. The two chatted and laughed all the way, enjoying a pleasant dinner outside,
exchanging phone numbers, before Shen Jiang took Cheng Xiaoyu home. As

March approached, the temperature rose day by day. After dinner, Shen Jiang and Cheng Xiaoyu didn't take a taxi but strolled
back. When they arrived at Cheng Xiaoyu's building, she said, "Let's go up for a bit."

Shen Jiang laughed, "A lone man and woman inviting me up, Cheng Xiaoyu, what are you up to?"

Cheng Xiaoyu laughed too, "Aren't you overthinking this!" Although Shen Jiang and Cheng Xiaoyu had a rather awkward
"first love," they were still good friends and old classmates, and Cheng Xiaoyu only found those past events amusing
.

Shen Jiang said, "Cheng Xiaoyu, I am now the vice president and partner of our company. The company has about a hundred people.
Although it is not big, I think it is quite prosperous. I have earned two or three million in the past two years. I know that this
amount of money is not much in Hecheng, but it should be enough to support my family."

Cheng Xiaoyu laughed, "Oh, why are you telling me this? I know you're a golden bachelor, don't show off."

Shen Jiang clicked his tongue, "Don't interrupt, let me finish."

Cheng Xiaoyu laughed, "Okay, go ahead."

Shen Jiang said, "I know you didn't have a good impression of me when we got together. I was too
immature , but it's different now. I'm thirty now, and I know how to take care of a woman. Cheng Xiaoyu,
give me another chance."

Cheng Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Shen Jiang... are you kidding me?"

Shen Jiang's healthy bronze skin... A rare blush crept across her face. "No matter what I say, you think it's
a joke . I know it's a bit rash to tell you this so soon after we meet, but we're not getting any younger. Do you
really think being a 'leftover woman' is interesting? Anyway, I want to find a suitable woman to settle down with. You know, going on blind dates
all the time is pointless. It's better to know someone you know well than someone you don't know. We're high school classmates, we know each other well,
so why don't you consider it? It's not that I'm in a hurry, Xiaoyu, but sometimes I feel like you're like a slippery fish, you never
know where you'll end up if you're not careful."

Cheng Xiaoyu just looked at Shen Jiang.

Shen Jiang felt embarrassed by her gaze. "Say something!"

Cheng Xiaoyu hesitated in her mind, trying to figure out how to say it without embarrassing her high school classmate. She thought for
a while before speaking, "Shen Jiang, I..."

Suddenly, a white car parked not far from them opened its door with a bang, and Yan Yu got out,
slammed the door shut, and came to the two of them.

Shen Jiang was startled. "President Yan, what are you doing here?"

Yan Yu didn't even look at Shen Jiang, only at Cheng Xiaoyu, and said, "You're only back now, making me wait downstairs for so long
. Next time, give me your house key."

Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes widened, staring at Yan Yu speechlessly.

Shen Jiang sat in the taxi on his way home. The scenery outside the window was bustling and prosperous, but his heart was filled with a deep
loneliness . He liked Cheng Xiaoyu. They used to joke around together in high school, and he didn't know when he fell in love
. However, back then, all the boys called Cheng Xiaoyu "Little Elephant Legs," and he was a little embarrassed
to be with her. Cheng Xiaoyu, on the other hand, was clueless about being a girl at that time, and time
just passed by. Then Shen Jiang went to university, and so many beautiful girls dazzled him for a while.
Later, he found that he still occasionally missed that silly "Little Elephant Legs." Cheng Xiaoyu started university a year later than him.
They often played games online together. Later, he asked Cheng Xiaoyu to be his girlfriend, and she agreed
. When Cheng Xiaoyu came to visit him at school, he said he wanted to stay at a hotel with her. Shen Jiang didn't think it was
unreasonable . He was a junior at the time, and two of his roommates were already living with their girlfriends.
Wasn't it normal for a girlfriend to stay overnight? Besides, he had even brazenly said he wouldn't go back to
the dorm that night because his girlfriend was there, and it would be embarrassing to go back later. But Cheng Xiaoyu just kept telling him to leave, no matter how much he pleaded.
Actually, if she didn't want to, he wouldn't force her, but she just wouldn't let him stay. Shen Jiang had no
choice but to find an internet cafe far from school and play all night. He didn't want to go back to the dorm and
be laughed at by those guys! Shen Jiang didn't sleep all night, his head was spinning, and he was naturally quite irritable. The next morning, when he went to see Cheng Xiaoyu,
she was still being difficult, and the two finally started arguing. A little argument wouldn't normally be a big deal;
couples argue all the time. But that girl actually took advantage of him going back to his dorm to get something and went to the train station to buy a ticket back to her
own school. Later, she even sent him a text message saying she wanted to break up. Shen Jiang didn't want to break up, so he took an overnight
train to Cheng Xiaoyu's school to apologize. Cheng Xiaoyu wouldn't see him, so he panicked and stood downstairs at her dorm, shouting her
name. But that brat still wouldn't come down. The boys and girls passing by all looked at him with mockery. Shen
Jiang swore he'd never been so humiliated in his life. Shen Jiang was really angry, so he took another overnight train back. Break up
if you want! Cheng Xiaoyu was such an immature girl! Shen Jiang later dated other girls, and he
put Cheng Xiaoyu behind him. Shen Jiang wasn't a petty guy; he just felt a little
awkward, since they used to be good friends. So, they just lost contact.

Upon seeing Cheng Xiaoyu again, Shen Jiang was stunned. She still had the same features and personality, yet every
move was so captivating. Shen Jiang secretly plotted for a long time, telling himself that if
he could be with Cheng Xiaoyu again, it wouldn't be as bad as last time. But before he could even launch his offensive,
news extinguished all his arrogance. His colleagues were saying that Cheng Xiaoyu and President Yan had an ambiguous relationship!
Shen Jiang, being straightforward, naturally confronted Cheng Xiaoyu directly, and she readily admitted it. Shen Jiang
could no longer express his feelings. What right did he have to say he liked Cheng Xiaoyu? President Yan was handsome, from a good family, had studied
in England, and was now a promising young entrepreneur. If he were a woman, he would choose Yan Yu too. Therefore,
the person who truly made Shen Jiang decide to make a name for himself was Cheng Xiaoyu. A man should strive for something; otherwise, he
didn't even have the right to pursue the woman he liked! Shen Jiang didn't say anything to Cheng Xiaoyu when he left. Cheng Xiaoyu was now living a comfortable life
with Yan Yu, while he had quit his job and his future was uncertain. What could he say? "Cheng Xiaoyu, if we're
truly destined to be together, let's meet again someday.

" Three or four years passed in a flash, and the two unexpectedly met on the subway in Hecheng. Cheng Xiaoyu
had broken up with Yan Yu; both were of marriageable age, neither of them married. What could be better than this
? Besides Cheng Xiaoyu, Shen Jiang had two other relationships, both ending in breakups. Could it be that after all this time,
the person he ended up with was still that cute little elephant-legged girl from high school? Shen Jiang found himself not rejecting this thought at all,
even feeling a little impatient, afraid that some unforeseen event would cause him to miss Cheng Xiaoyu again. But he
was too late. Cheng Xiaoyu was still with Yan Yu. Why did she lie to him? Perhaps she wasn't lying; she
had argued with Yan Yu and that's why she came to Hecheng alone. However, Shen Jiang knew
he . It was obvious to anyone that she still harbored feelings for Yan Yu.

Shen Jiang rolled down the car window halfway, letting the cool night breeze touch his face. "Cheng Xiaoyu, I think this time
we've truly missed our chance."

Chapter 166 Entangled to the Death

After Shen Jiang left, Cheng Xiaoyu and Yan Yu naturally closed the door to argue. Snoopy, tail curled,
sat at the doorway to watch.

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Why did you say such things in front of Shen Jiang? What are you really up to?"

Yan Yu sat on the sofa, glancing sideways, and said, "If you dare to be with me, don't be afraid of people finding out."

Cheng Xiaoyu crossed her arms and said, "You're the one who's married now!"

Yan Yu stood up from the sofa. "Cheng Xiaoyu, back then you were the one who aborted the child and said you wanted to be with Chu Chen.
I begged you so much, but you didn't even turn your head. Why are you blaming me for not getting married?"

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at Yan Yu, her eyes instantly reddening. She turned her head to the side, took a breath, and said, "Leave
now . I don't want to see you again.

" Yan Yu said, "Who puts up with your temper and tells me to leave at the drop of a hat? If you didn't want to see me, why did you keep
me there that night?"

Cheng Xiaoyu's face flushed red, and she reached out and pushed Yan Yu towards the door. "I regret it, okay? From now on,
I don't want to see you!"

Snoopy hid her chubby face behind the bedroom door, peeking out with only half her head. "Oh dear, are those
two going to fight?"

Yan Yu, pushed back two steps by Cheng Xiaoyu, was annoyed. He grabbed Cheng Xiaoyu's wrist and
pinned her against the wall. "You want me to come, so I have to come; you want me to leave, so I have to leave. Cheng Xiaoyu, you're being
too ."

"Yan Yu, I hate you! I hate you… mmm…" Yan Yu lowered his head and kissed her.

Snoopy was speechless. How did their argument turn into them hugging and rolling onto the bed? Sigh, these two
…

Cheng Xiaoyu resented Yan Yu, but her body craved his passionate kisses and warm embraces, so much
so that she hadn't been able to eat or sit still for the past two weeks. She bit Yan Yu's shoulder hard, refusing to
let go even when her mouth tasted rusty. Yan Yu frowned, spread her legs, and thrust himself inside her. Cheng Xiaoyu winced in pain,
but bit down even harder.

Yan Yu grabbed Cheng Xiaoyu's chin to stop her from biting again. He reached up and touched his shoulder, where there was a small,
damp patch of blood. Yan Yu sighed, "You brat, you bit so hard."

Cheng Xiaoyu said angrily, "Who told you to keep provoking me? Be careful, one day I'll make you regret it
."

Yan Yu snorted, "Tell me that. Whether you live or die in bed is
up to ."

Cheng Xiaoyu retorted, "Yan Yu, you're already in your thirties. Who knows how many more years you can be energetic?
Just wait until you start going downhill!"

How could Yan Yu accept such an insult to his masculinity? He sneered, "Even if I'm in my fifties,
I can still handle you, you little whore! Cheng Xiaoyu, I'm telling you this, you'll see." As Yan Yu
spoke he started moving, and to prove his words, he was exceptionally fierce from the start.

How could Cheng Xiaoyu withstand such wild and chaotic movements? Biting her lip, she said, "Who wants to be entangled with you at over fifty years old
? Am I supposed to give my whole life to you?"

Yan Yu thrust hard into Cheng Xiaoyu's sensitive spot, "You've given your whole life to me, but haven't I also given
my life to you? What are you losing out on?"

"Ah, be gentle, you're so annoying!" Cheng Xiaoyu was in pain from Yan Yu's thrust, and she gasped for breath, grabbing his
shoulder scratching it a couple of times.

"Cheng Xiaoyu, you're actually dying of jealousy, aren't you? You're jealous that Fang Fei is my lawfully wedded wife.
That position was clearly yours, I handed it to you, but you threw it on the ground and even stomped on it. Cheng Xiaoyu, you only
have yourself to blame, you brought this on yourself."

Cheng Xiaoyu struggled violently on the bed in anger. "Who's jealous? Marry whoever you want, I didn't beg you
to come back to me. Why are you still bothering me now that you have a wife? Yan Yu, you're a bastard, whoever marries
you is unlucky, I'm not jealous at all!"

Yan Yu frowned and said, "Don't move!" Yan Yu knew that Cheng Xiaoyu's body was delicate, and no matter what he did with her
, he knew he had to control his strength so as not to really hurt her. But now, with her snow-white body undulating before his eyes and his penis
being squeezed so tightly it felt like he was suffocating, no man could remain rational for long in this situation.

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "I'm doing just fine in Hecheng, I've almost forgotten about you. Why did you come to
the Mayday concert? You don't even like Mayday. Why did you come to talk to our company about some kind of collaboration?
Why do you always come and bother me? Don't you feel bad about making me suffer?" As Cheng Xiaoyu spoke, she couldn't help
but cry again . Facing Yan Yu, she felt embarrassed and could only cover her face with her two small, white hands,
sobbing pitifully.

Yan Yu couldn't stand seeing Cheng Xiaoyu cry; he couldn't be fierce with her when she cried. Yan Yu leaned
down and gently pulled Cheng Xiaoyu's hands off her face, kissing her wet cheeks. "I went to see Mayday because you
like Mayday, and I cooperated with your company because I wanted to see you. You know all this, yet you still have a long face
and ignore me. You didn't come to dinner when I asked you to. Aren't you deliberately refusing to give me face? Okay, stop crying.
You cry all the time , like a child."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Who cries all the time? I never do this outside. Only you always bully me."

Yan Yu laughed, "You just like me bullying you. You always pretend to be serious in front of me."

Cheng Xiaoyu glared at Yan Yu reproachfully, and Yan Yu smiled and kissed her again, then pulled her close and
began to . Their bodies were already in sync, and their uncertain relationship added an inexplicable attraction to each other. Yan
Yu loved the way Cheng Xiaoyu lay beneath him, panting softly with her face slightly flushed—it gave him
a sense of accomplishment . Cheng Xiaoyu lay on her side on the bed, half-reclining. Yan Yu curled one of her legs up to his chest, one hand gripping her
waist and the other kneading her soft breasts, his body moving rhythmically in and out. She felt good from his ministrations, and like a cat, she
stretched lazily, letting out two soft moans and letting out a delicate contraction.

Yan Yu, thoroughly enjoying being enveloped by her, reached out and pinched her pert, rosy nipples. "It's been three or four years,
and that Shen Jiang still can't forget you. Cheng Xiaoyu, you're really something. If I hadn't come today, what would you
have said to him?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said deliberately. "If he wants to try dating, then let him try. Anyway, I'll get married sooner or later;
I can't keep denying him a chance."

Yan Yu thrust deeper into her. "Cheng Xiaoyu, if you want to get married, you'll have to pay
back ."

Cheng Xiaoyu sighed inwardly. How could she ever truly repay such a debt of love? She feared the more entangled she became, the deeper it would escalate, until someone
found out it would be impossible to untangle the mess. Oh well, she wouldn't think about any of that. Every moment of pleasure was stolen.
"Let 's just do it once."

Cheng Xiaoyu hooked her arm around Yan Yu's waist, flipped herself onto him, shook her hair to brush away
the strands , and placed her two delicate white hands on his chest before starting to move on her own.

Cheng Xiaoyu rarely did this, and Yan Yu couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "So proactive, are you really paying off a debt?"

Cheng Xiaoyu ignored Yan Yu, her movements on top of him sexy and alluring. She wasn't in a hurry; they had a whole night
to themselves. It wasn't just men who could control women; women could control men too.
Cheng Xiaoyu loved the infatuated look in Yan Yu's eyes when he looked at her, a deep, dark glint in them
that made her forget many things.

Yan Yu, however, wasn't satisfied with Cheng Xiaoyu's speed and strength. It was too slow and lukewarm; how could they reach the ultimate
pleasure? In bed, he always held the dominant position; even if things changed occasionally, it
was just for fun. Yan Yu reached out and patted Cheng Xiaoyu's pert buttocks. "Little darling, stop fooling around on top.
If you keep doing this, I probably won't be able to ejaculate all night."

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled charmingly. "Isn't this good? It suits your usual vanity."

Yan Yu smiled helplessly. "Since you like being on top so much, I'll let you be on top." Yan Yu sat up from the bed,
grabbed Cheng Xiaoyu's waist, and made her spin around on him. She sat on his waist with her back to him, still holding her
slender waist. He exerted force, making her sway back and forth on him. Every time Cheng Xiaoyu's pert
buttocks bumped against his firm abdomen, Yan Yu would thrust deeper. In just a few thrusts, Cheng Xiaoyu's
whole body turned red, and she said in a trembling voice, "Don't...don't go too deep, um~"

Yan Yu kissed Cheng Xiaoyu's sensitive neck, but his lower body continued to explore deeper without stopping.

Cheng Xiaoyu weakly slapped Yan Yu's hand that was pinching her waist twice, closed her eyes, let out a few soft moans, and
finally collapsed onto the bed. Yan Yu followed her movement, leaning forward and lifting her
pink bottom that he had slapped, kneeling on the bed and continuing to do it. This position was better, making it easier for him to exert force.

The well-behaved cat Snoopy was lying on the sofa, snoring, when suddenly it heard Cheng Xiaoyu's trembling,
seductive Snoopy's fluffy little ears twitched as well. Sigh, these two,
don't you let the cat sleep at night?!

Chapter 167 Goodbye Yuanyuan

The next day, when Cheng Xiaoyu woke up, no one was beside her. The faint sounds of knives, spatulas, and woks coming from the kitchen could be heard.
Cheng got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom. Yan Yu was standing in the kitchen making breakfast. Cheng Xiaoyu's kitchen was small, and she rarely
cooked. It was more convenient for her to order takeout when she was alone. Yan Yu, so tall, looked a little cramped standing in the small kitchen,
yet there was an inexplicable sense of warmth about him. Cheng Xiaoyu walked over and hugged Yan Yu from behind, burying her face in his back
.

Yan Yu paused, flipping the fried rice in the pan. "Awake?"

"Yeah."

"Why are you hugging me now? Aren't you angry that I drove away your good deskmate and old flame?"

Cheng Xiaoyu laughed and bit Yan Yu's shoulder.

Yan Yu hissed. "Don't bite, you bit yesterday's wound."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "I know, I did it on purpose."

From then on, Cheng Xiaoyu and Yan Yu's relationship never ended. Yan Yu would come to Hecheng about every two weeks, and
usually stay at Cheng Xiaoyu's place for three or four days. When they were together, they made love, even
more passionately than when they were in their twenties, because Cheng Xiaoyu believed that this clandestine relationship couldn't last.
Their intertwined figures were everywhere—on the sofa, at the dining table, in the kitchen, and in the bathroom—making Snoopy
sigh inwardly. "Humans are truly promiscuous creatures..." he thought.

Although Cheng Xiaoyu had bought condoms, Yan Yu had never actually used them. Every time it came to the crucial moment, Cheng Xiaoyu
would either say she was in her safe period or that she had already taken her contraceptive pills beforehand. Yan Yu didn't say anything; he let
her be.

Observing coldly, Yan Yu noticed a change in Cheng Xiaoyu's personality. At first, he thought it was because she
was a few years older, but later he realized it wasn't that. One night, he woke up to a noise and
opened his eyes to find Cheng Xiaoyu not in bed, but sitting on the sofa, holding Snoopy and sobbing softly.

Yan Yu was startled and quickly got out of bed to go over. "Why are you crying?"

Cheng Xiaoyu wiped away her tears as she saw him approach. "It's nothing, I had a dream."

"What did you dream about?"

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't answer. Could she tell Yan Yu that she dreamed about Bei Mingcheng?
Could she tell him that she dreamed about that terrible Christmas? She couldn't. Yan Yu was already married; saying anything would only cause him more trouble.
Bei Mingcheng was a scar etched into her heart, like the scar on her wrist,
one that would never fade. Every time she dreamed about that event, she would wake up crying. The feeling was so real and cruel, as if
she had . Every time she finished the dream, she would even feel a sharp pain in her stomach. At this time
, only Snoopy could be with her. Although it couldn't understand her feelings, its body was warm.

Yan Yu was getting a little anxious. "Say something!"

Snoopy obediently curled up on Cheng Xiaoyu's lap and wagged its tail. Cheng Xiaoyu stroked its fur and
said sullenly, "I dreamt that a monster was chasing me."

"Are you a child? You cry when you dreamt of a monster."

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't speak.

"I don't believe you. You've never been like this before. Cheng Xiaoyu, has
something ?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said no, but Yan Yu didn't believe her and pressed her for more questions. Cheng Xiaoyu then said she was sleepy and wanted to go to bed. Yan
Yu looked at her slightly haggard face, sighed helplessly, and had no choice but to turn off the light and go to bed with her. That night,
Yan Yu held Cheng Xiaoyu the whole time, but he knew that Cheng Xiaoyu hadn't been able to fall asleep for a long time. If Chu Chen were beside her now
, would she be able to tell him everything? She had never fully told him anything, from the past to the present
.

On Saturday, Yan Yu arranged to meet Cheng Xiaoyu outside. To Cheng Xiaoyu's surprise, Yan Yu brought Yuanyuan along.
Yuanyuan was now a ten-year-old girl, tall enough to reach Cheng Xiaoyu's chest. She was no
longer Her hair was shiny and styled in an adorable princess updo.
She wore a gray plaid dress and polished black leather shoes. If it weren't for the faint resemblance to her childhood self on her face,
Cheng Xiaoyu would hardly have recognized her.

Yan Yu patted Li Yuqing's head and said, "Yuanyuan, this is Aunt Xiaoyu.
She used to take care of you when you were in kindergarten in Rongcheng, don't you remember?"

Ten-year-old Li Yuqing smiled awkwardly, glanced at the woman with short hair and
delicate , and whispered, "I don't remember." Her uncle was really something, always calling her by her
nickname in front of everyone, and who remembers kindergarten anyway?

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and walked over, patting Li Yuqing's head, "Yuanyuan, you've grown so much." She realized
she and Yan Yu had known each other for six years; it was quite a感慨 (feeling of nostalgia/reflection).

Li Yuqing looked shyly at the pretty aunt, and clung to her uncle's arm,
shaking it .

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't want to say anything in front of the children, but once they were inside McDonald's, when Li Yuqing went to the counter to order,
Cheng Xiaoyu whispered to Yan Yu, "Why did you bring Yuanyuan with you when you met me?"

Yan Yu said, "I've promised Yuanyuan so many times that I'd take her to Happy Valley. As her uncle, I can't go back
on my word . Besides, you haven't seen Yuanyuan in so many years, and she's been staying with us for almost two months.
Don't you have any feelings for her at all?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Of course not, but Yuanyuan is so grown up now. What if she goes back and tells your sister?"

Yan Yu said nonchalantly, "Let her tell. My sister doesn't care about my business."

Cheng Xiaoyu said sternly, "There are no secrets in this world. Don't think that just because Hecheng is far from Rongcheng
, nothing will happen. Haven't you thought... what if it gets to Fang Fei's ears?"

Cheng Xiaoyu doesn't mention Fang Fei easily now. She doesn't dare to mention her. She's afraid that if she does, she'll
lose control . Every time Yan Yu called, Cheng Xiaoyu would tactfully walk away, but from
the snippets of conversation never sounded like Fang Fei calling. It was obvious their relationship wasn't good; if it were,
why would Yan Yu cheat? But Cheng Xiaoyu didn't dare ask. What good would it do to find out their relationship was bad
? Did she want them to divorce?

Yan Yu still had an indifferent expression. "Then what do you suggest?"

"Yan Yu, I've never seen such an irresponsible man!"

"You mean you want me to be a responsible husband, and then we'll never see each other again?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was speechless with anger. Just then, Li Yuqing returned with a tray of food,
so didn't say anything more and silently ate her hamburger.

Li Yuqing and Cheng Xiaoyu had become somewhat familiar, and seeing Cheng Xiaoyu eating with her head down, seemingly unhappy, she
looked up at her uncle. Yan Yu pointed with his chin to the Doraemon toy that came with the meal deal on the tray, gesturing with his eyes
to give it to Cheng Xiaoyu.

Li Yuqing understood and picked up the Doraemon toy on the table, saying, "Aunt Xiaoyu, this is for you. See,
there's a button on the back. Turn it a few times, and it'll spin around on the table and beat a drum." As she spoke, Li Yuqing
turned the button a few times, and sure enough, the Doraemon spun around on the table and started beating a drum, playing the Doraemon
theme song from the anime, looking very cute.

Cheng Xiaoyu curiously held the Doraemon in her hand for a while, then put it down and said, "Thank you, Yuanyuan,
but you should take it home to play with."

Li Yuqing said, "It's okay, Aunt Xiaoyu, I got one from a meal last time, so you can have this one."
Li Yuqing wasn't lying; although her family was well-off, her hobbies weren't much different from her peers
. She basically owned every kind of toy McDonald's gave away.

Cheng Xiaoyu happily put the Doraemon into her bag. "Snoopy, I'm bringing you a new friend
tonight , a cat as timid as you!"

Yan Yu found it somewhat amusing to see Cheng Xiaoyu's smiling face. This grown woman,
when unhappy, could be cheered up with a little toy. His little ostrich was really just a child at heart.

After dinner, Yan Yu drove Cheng Xiaoyu and Li Yuqing to Happy Valley. Most of the rides at Happy Valley
were for children over 1.2 meters tall, so Cheng Xiaoyu didn't have to just accompany Yuanyuan to the children's area like she used to.
Besides, Li Yuqing was a brave little girl; she even rode the roller coaster happily, unlike Yan Yu, who came off
the roller coaster looking pale and almost throwing up, needing Cheng Xiaoyu and Li Yuqing to help
him get to a seat.

Li Yuqing rubbed Yan Yu's back and said, "Uncle, you're such a scaredy-cat."

Cheng Xiaoyu stood beside him, clutching her back and giggling.

Yan Yu glared at her, annoyed. "You're still laughing? You were the one who insisted on dragging me up to sit here."

Cheng Xiaoyu had to stop laughing and asked, "How are you feeling now? Feeling nauseous?"

Yan Yu said, "Let me drink some water first."

Cheng Xiaoyu unscrewed a mineral water bottle and handed it to Yan Yu. Yan Yu took a sip from Cheng Xiaoyu's hand, then
leaned back on the bench, rubbing his temples. "You guys are just making me suffer. How am I supposed to drive if I'm dizzy and lightheaded?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "If you can't drive, I will. What's the big deal? Come on, Yuanyuan, let's go ride that 'X-
Chariot ,' it looks really cool. Let your delicate little uncle sit here and rest."
After saying that, she pulled Li Yuqing's hand and got on the "X-Chariot."

Yan Yu shook his head as he watched the "X-Chariot" spinning wildly 360 degrees. Just looking at it made him want to vomit. How could these two women, one
big and small, have so much energy?

After Yan Yu had rested enough, Cheng Xiaoyu returned triumphantly from the "X Chariot" with Li Yuqing.
Li Yuqing's face was flushed with laughter, and her once neatly styled princess hairstyle was now a mess, making her look like a little madwoman.
Cheng Xiaoyu helped Li Yuqing sit on a bench, combed her hair, and tied it into a ponytail. Then, she tidied her
own short hair and took out a small mirror to check if she needed to touch up her makeup. As the mirror reflected in front of her face, she suddenly realized something was
wrong . Cheng Xiaoyu frowned, thought for a moment, and looked at herself in the mirror again—oh dear, her necklace was gone!

Cheng Xiaoyu hurriedly said, "Yan Yu, I lost my necklace!"

Yan Yu said, "It probably fell off when we were going around in the roller coaster. Did you
still have it when you were on the roller coaster?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "I don't remember."

Yan Yu asked again, "It's that little heart-shaped pendant you wear around your neck every day, right?"

Cheng Xiaoyu nodded, touched her neck, and looked back at the "X-Chariot" area.

Yan Yu said, "It's okay if it's lost. It's hard to find in such a big place. I'll
take you to ."

Cheng Xiaoyu stamped her foot and said, "How can I? I want that one."

Seeing Cheng Xiaoyu's anxious expression, Yan Yu didn't say anything more. He stood up and said to Li Yuqing, "Yuanyuan,
your Aunt Xiaoyu's necklace is lost. It's a heart-shaped pendant. Let's split up and
look for it near the 'X-Chariot' and the roller coaster. Be careful when you look, the pendant is quite small."

Li Yuqing nodded and said she understood, and the three of them split up to search. After searching for nearly half an hour,
Yan found it. It had fallen behind a trash can near the "X-Chariot," and it was easy to miss if you
didn't look closely. Yan Yu picked up the pendant and was about to speak when he noticed that it seemed to have come loose from the fall. Upon closer inspection, he
discovered that there was a very small clasp on one side of the heart-shaped pendant, hidden under the vines. It was usually
impossible to notice, but today, because of the fall from such a height, the clasp had come loose. Yan Yu used his fingers to
pry open the heart from the side like a door. The heart-shaped pendant was hollow, and the silver Pisces clasp fit
perfectly inside. The two little fish nestled together, head to tail, their diamond-encrusted eyes
gleaming in the golden light of the setting sun. Yan Yu seemed to hear something resonate within him.
He couldn't forgive Cheng Xiaoyu, not for betrayal, not for right or wrong, but simply because he couldn't accept that his sincerity had been met with
nothing but cold iron. Only now did he finally feel a little better. As long as she
truly cared for him, all the torment he had endured over the years hadn't been in vain.

Chapter 168 The Second Child.

Yan Yu fastened the heart-shaped pendant again and stood up. "Xiaoyu, I found it."

Cheng Xiaoyu, who had been crouching on the ground searching carefully, rushed over. Yan Yu handed her the necklace. Cheng Xiaoyu looked
down ; nothing was damaged, and the clasp was fastened securely. Cheng Xiaoyu looked up at Yan Yu again. Yan Yu
's expression remained unchanged; he apparently hadn't discovered what was inside the pendant.

Cheng Xiaoyu wiped the pendant with her hand and silently put it back on. She bought this necklace six months after arriving in Hecheng
. That day, she was shopping with a friend, who wanted to buy jewelry, so she accompanied her at the counter
for a while. While her female colleague was picking out bracelets, Cheng Xiaoyu's gaze lingered on a heart-shaped
pendant . The sales clerk, seeing that the diamond bracelet on her left wrist wasn't cheap, enthusiastically
showed her the pendant. Cheng Xiaoyu only realized after holding it that the heart-shaped pendant could be opened. The sales clerk said that
a small photo of family or a loved one could be placed inside. However, Cheng Xiaoyu's mind was preoccupied with whether her
Pisces pendant, which she kept at the back of her jewelry box, would fit perfectly there. Thinking of this, Cheng Xiaoyu's hand lingered on the necklace
. This necklace was on sale, but it still cost over six thousand yuan. Cheng Xiaoyu hadn't been promoted to manager yet, and
didn't have much money, but in the end, she gritted her teeth and bought it.

When Cheng Xiaoyu got home that evening, she took the Pisces necklace out of her jewelry box and placed it inside the heart-shaped pendant. It fit perfectly, not
too big, not too small . After that, Cheng Xiaoyu never took the Pisces necklace out again, and she continued to wear it
around her neck. Cheng Xiaoyu didn't think her actions had any special meaning; she was just used to
wearing two little fish around her neck, like Christians wear crosses—it was just a habit. She and
Yan Yu had broken up, and wearing something he had given her would seem inappropriate, but with this hollow heart-shaped pendant
, it was different. Who could know what was hidden in her heart?

It was already dark when they left Happy Valley. Li Yuqing sat in the back seat for a while and then fell asleep. Yan
Yu took off his coat and handed it to Cheng Xiaoyu, "Put this on Yuanyuan."

Cheng Xiaoyu got up and draped the coat over Yuanyuan. Yan Yu then said, "Come to my place today. My sister and brother-in-law
are away from Hecheng for the next couple of days, so Yuanyuan will have to stay at my place tonight."

Cheng Xiaoyu knew that Yan Yu had a house in Hecheng, but she had never been there
. When Yan Yu came to visit, he usually went to her place. Cheng Xiaoyu thought for a moment and said, "Then you can just take me home."

Yan Yu said, "I'm going back to Rongcheng tomorrow night. I have a meeting at the company on Monday."

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't say anything more. Yan Yu drove directly back to his house, parked the car in the garage, then woke up Li
Yuqing and led her and Cheng Xiaoyu into the house. The property was a two-story villa, which was usually
cleaned by servants and kept quite tidy.

Yan Yu patted Li Yuqing on the shoulder, "Go upstairs and take a shower first, then come down for dinner."

Li Yuqing nodded and went upstairs carrying the few small toys she had bought at Happy Valley.

A middle-aged woman in her forties walked over and said, "Mr. Yan, you're back. Hello, Miss."

Cheng Xiaoyu also nodded and greeted her.

The middle-aged woman said, "Shall I prepare dinner for you now?"

Yan Yu said, "No need, Sister Liu, you can go home now if you want, and come back before going to bed tonight
."

Sister Liu thought for a moment and smiled, "That's fine then, I'll go home first, and come back to take care of the child at nine o'clock tonight."

After Sister Liu left, Yan Yu said to Cheng Xiaoyu, "Your kitchen is too small, you don't even have all the seasonings, I
can't even cook properly. I'll cook a good meal for you and Yuanyuan tonight, I haven't cooked seriously in the past few years."

Cheng Xiaoyu stretched on the sofa, "You've been playing all afternoon and you're not tired, you go cook, I need to
rest."

Yan Yu went into the kitchen to cook, and Cheng Xiaoyu sat on the sofa watching TV. After a while, she got up and
walked around looking at the rooms. The living room was decorated mainly in gray and white, looking elegant and clean, which Cheng Xiaoyu
always liked. When she passed by a room, Cheng Xiaoyu heard what sounded like babbling inside. She
listened carefully and realized that there seemed to be a child inside. Cheng Xiaoyu was puzzled. Seeing that the door was only ajar, she pushed it open
and went inside.

An orange lamp was on in the room, and there really was a baby lying in a crib, about a year old
. He seemed to have just woken up, drooling and rubbing his eyes. He was wearing a white outfit with blue cartoon patterns.
Seeing Cheng Xiaoyu standing in front of the crib, he waved his chubby little hand and then grinned at her.

Cheng Xiaoyu knelt down, holding onto the crib railing, and reached out to touch the baby's pink face. The baby
's eyes were big and dark, and the way he half-closed his eyes... the more she looked at him, the more he resembled... Yan Yu.
Cheng Xiaoyu 's heart sank. She had always wanted to have a little boy like Yan Yu to replace the poor
child who had died in this world. Now this child was clearly right in front of her, but whose child was he?

The baby opened his eyes, feeling a little hungry. Seeing someone come in, he thought they were there to feed him, but...
The aunt knelt before his bed, watching him, and began to wipe away tears. The baby looked at Cheng Xiaoyu,
then pouted and started crying too. Its cries were much louder than Cheng Xiaoyu's, and soon
attracted Yan Yu, who was cooking in the kitchen.

Hearing the baby's cries, Yan Yu turned off the stove and rushed to the bedroom. There, she saw the baby lying in the crib, crying and kicking
its arms and legs, while Cheng Xiaoyu knelt beside the bed, head down, seemingly doing nothing. Yan Yu quickly went over and touched the
baby's bottom; the diaper was still dry. She coaxed, "Baby, are you awake? Are you hungry? I'll get
you a bottle."

There were several bottles of milk that Sister Liu had prepared in the kitchen thermos. Yan Yu took the bottle and put it to the baby's mouth, and
the baby immediately grabbed the bottle and began to suckle. Yan Yu smiled and stroked the baby's soft hair. "Xiao
Xu is such a good boy, eat up."

The baby sucked on the bottle a few times and stopped crying, his bright eyes darting back and forth, sometimes looking at Yan
Yu, sometimes at Cheng Xiaoyu. Yan Yu glanced at Cheng Xiaoyu sitting on the ground. She was sitting with her head down, not saying a word,
but her eyes clearly showed she had been crying.

Yan Yu asked, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Xiaoyu bit her lip. "Whose child is this?"

"This child..." Yan Yu started to say but then stopped, looking at Cheng Xiaoyu's face. "Who else could it be
?"

Cheng Xiaoyu looked up. "Is this your child?...A boy?"

Yan Yu gave a light "hmm."

Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes reddened again. "Yan Yu, why did you keep this from me? You and Fang Fei already have
a child ."

Yan Yu said impatiently, "Miss, I've been married for over two years. Isn't it normal to have a child?
You didn't even ask, so how can you say I'm hiding it from you?"

"But why is your child here?"

"Fang Fei is away on a business trip, and I'm often in Hecheng, so the baby is being looked after by the nanny here."

Cheng Xiaoyu turned to look at the baby. He had finished his milk and was shaking the bottle, smiling at her
. He had two little dimples when he smiled, looking as cute as a little angel. This child should have been hers and Yan Yu's child, so how did it
become Yan Yu and Fang Fei's? Cheng Xiaoyu knew that crying in front of Yan Yu now would seem too weak, but she really
couldn't control herself. No one could understand her grievances and sadness because that child had been forced
out . No one could understand her feelings.

Yan Yu was silent for a moment. "What's the use of crying now? When you aborted my child, you did n't show
a shred of pity. If that child were still alive, he would be three years old now."

Cheng Xiaoyu stood up and was about to leave when Yan Yu called after her, "Cheng Xiaoyu, don't you have even
a little bit of regret?"

Cheng Xiaoyu stood at the door without speaking.

"Back then, you aborted my child and left with Chu Chen
without , Chu Chen is your brother, you two can never be together in this life. Three years have passed, I have a wife and
a child, what do you have? Are you really doing well without me? I begged you so much back then, but you still left. You're heartless, without
a shred of emotion. Cheng Xiaoyu, I only ask you, do you regret it?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "I don't regret it, I don't regret anything I've done."
What ? You and Fang Fei are already husband and wife, you even have a child, you are
the ones who are meant to be together for life. I have no way out, why force me to look back? "Will you feel better if I say I regret it
? But Yan Yu, I really can't say I regret it.

" Yan Yu said with a stern face, "Fine, if you don't regret it, then just keep living like this alone!"

Cheng Xiaoyu stubbornly refused to turn around. "Being alone is fine. I've been alone for three years, and I haven't
felt anything was wrong. I'm leaving. I won't eat here tonight."

Yan Yu said somewhat anxiously, "I've already prepared the food, and now you're saying you don't want to eat. I don't have time to take you home."

"I don't need you to take me home. I'll take a taxi."

"No."

"I don't have an appetite right now, or do you want me to stay and argue with you?"

Yan Yu just wanted to stop Cheng Xiaoyu from leaving, but Cheng Xiaoyu insisted on leaving. Later, Li Yuqing came downstairs after taking a shower.
Yan Yu couldn't force Cheng Xiaoyu to stay in front of the children, and seeing that Cheng Xiaoyu's expression was different from usual today, he
regretted he had spoken too harshly, even though these were indeed his true feelings. In the end, Cheng Xiaoyu left. She changed her shoes at
the door , and Yan Yu said coldly, "Cheng Xiaoyu, think carefully about what happened between us. If you
don't figure it out, we'll never solve our problems."

Cheng Xiaoyu said coldly, "I have nothing to think about." She slammed the door shut and left, leaving Yan Yu
speechless with anger

. Cheng Xiaoyu sat in the taxi, wiping away tears with tissues every now and then. That little baby was still smiling so
adorably at her. How much he would hate and despise her when he grew up and learned all this? She was a shameful
homewrecker . If Chu Chen's mother hadn't insisted on
being with him even though she knew his father was already married, there wouldn't have been this whole thing between her and Chu Chen. Now, how could she be destroying someone else's family?
Cheng Xiaoyu, you're thirty years old now, are you going to continue making these mistakes?

Chapter 169 Tattoo

The next day at noon, Yan Yu went to Cheng Xiaoyu's house to find her, but she wasn't there. Yan Yu called her, but she didn't answer. She
only sent Yan Yu a text message saying they shouldn't meet for now, should calm down, and they could talk properly
when . Yan Yu had already bought a plane ticket for the evening, and since Cheng Xiaoyu still wouldn't answer the phone, Yan Yu
had no choice but to leave. If this incident could help Cheng Xiaoyu truly understand how important he was to her, that
wouldn't be a bad thing.

By Thursday, he had almost finished his work at the company, so Yan Yu bought another plane ticket to Hecheng. His
mother nagged him about why he had been going to Hecheng so often these past two months, but Yan Yu didn't answer and left on time.

When he arrived in Hecheng, Yan Yu went straight to Cheng Xiaoyu's house. He saw that her windows were dark from downstairs. It was already past nine o'clock at
night , and Cheng Xiaoyu wasn't home yet. As Yan Yu went upstairs, he called Cheng Xiaoyu,
but the number was disconnected. Yan Yu felt a chill and dialed again, but the automated system still coldly
said that the number was disconnected. Yan Yu went up to Cheng Xiaoyu's door and knocked several times, but no one answered.
Although he couldn't be sure, Yan Yu had a feeling that this ostrich-like girl had most likely run away. This woman...
Family, work, friends—she could say she didn't want any of them. Yan Yu kicked the door hard in anger. "
Cheng Xiaoyu , you always lure me in and then run away! Once isn't enough, you run away again! Where did
you run off to this time? Don't you ever feel sad when you leave me?"

Ningcheng is a small coastal city in southern China, with a population of only a few hundred thousand. The pace of life is relatively leisurely.
Because of its coastal location, it's considered a tourist city, but the tourism industry isn't booming.

A Liang runs a tattoo shop called Wangchuan on a somewhat deserted pedestrian street. He likes the
location by the sea, and the rent is cheap. A Liang is in his early thirties and has been a tattoo artist for over ten years. His skills are excellent,
and his hands are steady. People often come to him for tattoos, and making a living in this small city isn't a problem.

That day was a sweltering summer afternoon. The air conditioner in the shop was blasting, and the golden sunlight made people
drowsy . A Liang was dozing behind the counter when he heard the wind chimes at the door tinkle a few times—a customer
had arrived. Ah Liang yawned and glanced at the door. A rather pretty young woman pushed open the door and walked in.
She was wearing a loose white cotton dress and flat sandals, and her slightly protruding belly suggested she was pregnant. The woman had shoulder-length
, choppy hair, delicate features, and was beautiful even without makeup. A
wide , shimmering in the sunlight.

Ah Liang stood up. "Beautiful lady, are you looking for a tattoo?"

The woman smiled. "Let me look around first, okay?"

Ah Liang nodded. "Okay, feel free to look around."

This woman was Cheng Xiaoyu. She carefully browsed Ah Liang's shop. The shop was clean and gave
a good impression, unlike the other tattoo shops she had visited before, which were covered in skulls or large, gaudy
roses that looked frightening. Moreover, this shop was called Wangchuan (Forget River), which made her want to come in.

After walking around the shop, Cheng Xiaoyu asked Ah Liang why the shop was called Wangchuan. Ah Liang laughed and said there was no particular reason,
he just picked it up randomly. Cheng Xiaoyu then said she wanted to see A Liang's previous work first, so A Liang took out a
thick hardcover photo album from the drawer of the counter and handed it to Cheng Xiaoyu.

Cheng Xiaoyu opened the album; it was full of photos of tattoos. Most of the photos had small cards next to them
with messages from the customers. Some wrote that they got the design to commemorate someone or something, while others expressed
their gratitude to A Liang. Cheng Xiaoyu was completely ignorant about tattoos, but from what she saw, the tattoos in the photos were all quite good,
some even quite artistic. It was clear that A Liang was a very dedicated person. As Cheng Xiaoyu closed
the album she decided to get her tattoo done at this shop.

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "I want to get a design tattooed on my wrist, about this size." She held out her hand to show A Liang
.

A Liang nodded. "Have you decided what design you want? Or you can choose one from the catalog." A
Liang then took out another catalog for Cheng Xiaoyu to look at.

Cheng Xiaoyu quickly flipped through the catalog, but didn't find the design she wanted. She closed the catalog and said, "I want to
get two little fish tattooed, something like this..." Cheng Xiaoyu opened the heart-shaped pendant around her neck and took out
a Pisces design. "Can you get it tattooed?"

A Liang picked up the Pisces pendant and looked at it. "Yes, you can. This design is quite pretty."

Cheng Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, then took off her diamond bracelet and held her wrist out to A Liang.
"I want it tattooed here, is that okay?"

Many tattoo artists have encountered people who commit suicide by cutting their wrists and choose to get tattoos to cover their scars, so A Liang
didn't seem too surprised. He just looked at Cheng Xiaoyu's wrist carefully and said, "Yes,
but the design must be dark, one fish bright red and one fish bright black, and then the surrounding area should be covered with blue-green ripples to completely
conceal the skin. That way, it won't be noticeable at all. What do you think?"

Cheng Xiaoyu just focused on thinking without speaking.

Ah Liang said, "Let me draw it for you, then you'll know what it looks like." Ah Liang took a brush, dipped it in paint
, and began to draw. Soon, two little fish, head to tail, appeared on the paper, very similar to the double fish pendant,
and looked even more vivid because of the paint.

Cheng Xiaoyu nodded, "I want this design. But I don't want anesthesia, I'm pregnant."

Ah Liang said, "No anesthesia is best, anesthesia will affect the coloring. But it will hurt quite a bit without anesthesia, you
should be prepared."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "It's okay, I'm not afraid of pain."

After deciding to get a tattoo, Cheng Xiaoyu researched related information online. Many people said that tattooing wasn't
as , just a numb and itchy feeling. When she actually got the tattoo on her body, Cheng Xiaoyu realized that it was all nonsense. What
did they mean by not hurting as much as they imagined? It was unimaginable pain! When the tattoo gun was drawing the lines, Cheng Xiaoyu grimaced in pain,
but she still endured it and didn't move her arm. She was afraid that if she moved, the tattoo would be ruined, and how ugly it would be if one of the fish had crooked eyes
. Cheng Xiaoyu had never considered getting a tattoo before, as her upbringing had been quite conservative, and she always
felt that tattoos weren't something respectable people should do. The reason Cheng Xiaoyu wanted a tattoo on her wrist was ultimately
because of the child in her womb.

When Cheng Xiaoyu hurriedly left Hecheng, she didn't know she was pregnant. She only had one thought in her mind:
she had to leave. She couldn't see Yan Yu again; seeing him would cause things to spiral out of control.
That's why she left in such a panic, without thinking of anything else.
When she saw two red lines on the pregnancy test, Cheng Xiaoyu trembled with excitement. Was she pregnant? Had heaven finally taken pity on her and given her another
child? After finding out she was pregnant, Cheng Xiaoyu went to the hospital for a thorough checkup. The hospital told her
the fetus was normal, but Cheng Xiaoyu was still very careful with the baby, even walking very quietly. But
this little guy was quite a handful for his mother, often making Cheng Xiaoyu vomit uncontrollably. At times like this, Cheng Xiaoyu
couldn't help but feel sorry for herself, feeling pitiful that she was pregnant but had no one to take care of her. She wanted to go home to
her parents, but she was afraid Yan Yu would come looking for her; she wanted to go to Chu Chen, who would always be
good to her and take care of her, but she knew she shouldn't do that, so in the end, she could only endure it. Cheng Xiaoyu,
you're a mother now, you have to be strong.

Although the baby in her belly was still too small to even move, Cheng Xiaoyu had already started
thinking about it in everything. When she went to the mall, she would buy children's things, small bottles, small clothes, everything was so cute.
She had also thought about how to tell the child about its father, saying that its father had passed away a long time ago, Yan Yu. Although saying this...
I'm a little sorry, but I think we both need a peaceful life from now on. But if our little one grows up and asks
about the scar on her wrist, Cheng Xiaoyu feels ashamed and finds it hard to answer. Suicide isn't something to be proud
of; how can such a cowardly mother set a good example for her child? After much deliberation, Cheng Xiaoyu finally
decided to get a tattoo to cover the wound she herself had inflicted years ago.
She thought long and hard about what design to get, since it would be something that would stay on her body for life. She finally decided on two little fish. She
was ashamed to admit to anyone that she often thought about her relationship with Yan Yu, but
only she knew whether she truly regretted it. She would never disturb Yan Yu's life again, so let the two
little fish comfort her regrets. When she left Yan Yu, she knew she might regret it,
but at that time she truly had no choice; she would have collapsed if she hadn't left. Now that things have changed, Chu Chen still can't be
by her side, and Yan Yu is already someone else's husband, but at least she still has the child in her womb, and she still has
the Pisces zodiac sign tattooed on her wrist. She can tell her baby, "Your father is on my wrist. He
watched you grow up with me every day. Your father and I were very much in love."

Ah Liang didn't expect that this seemingly delicate woman was actually not delicate at all. She
didn't , and even though her forehead was sweating from the pain, she just endured it. Ah Liang spent nearly two hours
getting the tattoo done. He carefully covered the design with cling film before standing up and letting out a long sigh of relief.

Cheng Xiaoyu turned her head back from the other side to look at her wrist covered by the semi-transparent cling film.
"Is it done?"

Ah Liang handed Cheng Xiaoyu a tissue. "Yes, it's done. Wipe your sweat. Wait another hour for
the color to fully penetrate, and then wipe away the blood."

Cheng Xiaoyu took the tissue and also let out a long sigh of relief. It was finally done. It had really hurt her to death.

An hour later, Ah Liang removed the cling film, rinsed the bloodstains off the tattoo with warm water, and then gently patted
the water stains off Cheng Xiaoyu's wrist with a tissue. "Alright, beautiful lady, are you satisfied?"

Cheng Xiaoyu gently raised her hand, and there were two extremely beautiful fish on her snow-white and slender wrist.
The two fish, only the length of a finger, were depicted with lifelike fins and scales. They were red like fire and black like ink,
with blue-green water ripples spreading out in layers like a bottomless lake. The two small fish were intimate and
relaxed , so lively that they seemed ready to swim away to other places along Cheng Xiaoyu's wrist at any moment.

Ah Liang smiled, "It's even more beautiful than I imagined. I think I can use it as my masterpiece in the future."

Ah Liang explained the precautions to Cheng Xiaoyu, gave her a tube of anti-inflammatory medicine to apply every day for a week,
took a picture of the tattoo, and then handed Cheng Xiaoyu a small card, "Write something, I'll put it
in that photo album, it's meant to be kept forever."

Cheng Xiaoyu thought for a moment, then picked up a pen and wrote a sentence, "I have engraved the two little fish into my bones, so baby,
Mommy named you Cheng Shuang."

Chapter 170 Ye Lan's

book said that pregnant women need to have a certain amount of exercise every day to stay healthy and make childbirth easier. By the time she was
four months , Cheng Xiaoyu's belly began to swell noticeably, and the baby finally stopped bothering her so
much with vomiting. Cheng Xiaoyu would go for a walk on the beach every evening, since her rented apartment wasn't far from the sea. Every day during
her walk Cheng Xiaoyu would whisper to the baby in her belly, telling it what Mommy had done and thought that day
. Since having a child, Cheng Xiaoyu found that her perspective on many things had changed. Gazing at the endless coastline
under Cheng Xiaoyu's mood was usually very calm. Reflecting on many things from the past, she saw
them more clearly, though it was a pity, after all, it was all in the past. That day, Cheng Xiaoyu was taking a walk on the beach as usual when she saw a woman walking along the beach

from the opposite direction . The woman wore purple sunglasses, her hair was neatly tied up, and she wore a well-tailored black suit and high heels. At first, Cheng Xiaoyu thought she was just a tourist visiting the beach and didn't pay any attention, continuing on her way. But after walking for a while, she noticed that the woman's expression was off. By then, they were closer, and Cheng Xiaoyu realized that the woman... looked like Ye Lan! Both of them stopped. The woman took off her sunglasses, and it was indeed Ye Lan. In fact, most women are petty and hold grudges, and Cheng Xiaoyu was no exception. She still harbored resentment towards Ye Lan, and with a cold face and head down, she tried to walk past her. Ye Lan called out to her, her voice as slow and arrogant as ever, "Cheng Xiaoyu, what are you doing here?" Cheng Xiaoyu knew that Ye Lan would never change her competitive nature, so she could only raise her head and say, "Why can't I be here?" Ye Lan was still a beauty, but time had taken its toll fine spots and wrinkles had appeared on her face. Although her temperament remained proud and aloof, the youthful energy and vitality unique to young girls were gone. Everyone would only think not an unmarried girl. Ye Lan glanced at Cheng Xiaoyu. Cheng Xiaoyu wore no makeup, a pink, white, and blue cotton dress with thin straps and —it looked like a cheap item from a street stall. The heart-shaped necklace around her neck was probably platinum, but it didn't look like a designer brand. On her feet were a pair of flip-flops, the kind of shoes Ye Lan would wear. Judging from her belly, she must have gotten married, and not to a poor. Ye Lan laughed, "You got married? Who did you marry?" Cheng Xiaoyu didn't answer, but her cheeks flushed. Ye Lan looked Cheng Xiaoyu up and down again, and scoffed, "You wouldn't... still be unmarried, would you? I kindly advised you back then , but you wouldn't listen, and now look what happened. Whose fault is this ? Whose child is it?" Ye Lan was already very upset today. She got married two years ago and had been trying to have a child ever since. All her hospital tests were normal, but she just couldn't conceive. She was already thirty-three years old this year, how could she not be anxious? Her husband was five years older than her. Although he had a girlfriend when they met, he dumped his ex and married her. Her husband's conditions were not as good as Yan Yu's, but he was still a decent match for her, so Ye Lan settled down to live with him. Who knew this man, even after marriage, wouldn't settle down? Ye Lan had seen through his scheme long ago but had remained silent. This time, he brought that vixen here to fool around, thinking he was far away and no one would find out. But Ye Lan...

This woman wasn't one to be easily fooled. She even
had the video of her husband and that woman sleeping together in a hotel. This would be useful as evidence in the divorce proceedings or for ruining the man's
reputation . However, Ye Lan didn't want a divorce yet. No woman wants a divorce easily.
Her encounter with Yan Yu had truly hurt her. She felt exhausted and didn't want to go through the
trouble . But she couldn't just let it go after this commotion; no
woman could swallow such a humiliation. Ye Lan walked along the beach, lost in thought, when she unexpectedly
encountered Cheng Xiaoyu. When Ye Lan saw that Cheng Xiaoyu didn't answer her question about being married, her worries
vanished. This little vixen, who always looked down on her because Yan Yu liked her, had ended up like
this . Heaven had finally opened its eyes; she'd teach her a lesson today.

Cheng Xiaoyu was furious upon hearing this. "My child is of course mine and my husband's. I'm not saying anything
because I don't want to talk to you, Ye Lan. You're such a detestable woman!"

Ye Lan retorted. "Of course I hate you, you're inferior to me in every way. Who's your husband? Ha, a fisherman here?
Tell me his name, please."

Cheng Xiaoyu stared at Ye Lan, trying to make up a name, but her mind went completely blank.

Ye Lan crossed her arms and sneered, "Can't even make one up? Sigh, how could I have fallen for the same man as you back then?
It's embarrassing to even think about it. But whatever, it's all in the past. I'm married now. Tsk tsk,
look at you, are you broke? We're both women, I pity you. I'll give
you a few tens of thousands of yuan instead of buying you a pair of shoes so you can go to the hospital to give birth, okay?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was enraged and reached out to slap Ye Lan.

Ye Lan grabbed Cheng Xiaoyu's wrist. "Cheng Xiaoyu, it's always me, Ye Lan, who slaps others,
never the other way around."

Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes reddened with anger. "Your mouth is too foul. If I don't hit you, you'll think I'm easy to bully." She tried
to hit .

Ye Lan sneered, "Cheng Xiaoyu, if you hit me, I'll naturally hit you back. If I push you or bump you, do
n't say your stomach hurts and use your little bastard to blame me." She forcefully shook off Cheng Xiaoyu's hand.

Hearing this, Cheng Xiaoyu suddenly remembered that this wasn't the time to act impulsively. She bit her lip and looked at
Ye Lan, saying, "My child isn't a bastard. He's my precious baby. Ye Lan, I despise people like you.
You'll never be happy in this life."

Ye Lan laughed. "Dumped by a man and pregnant, tell me, who's more unhappy between us?"

Cheng Xiaoyu turned and walked away without a word, but in that instant, she saw Yan Yu. Yan Yu had run
all , his hair slightly disheveled. Standing opposite her, he was panting, his eyes bloodshot yet still
glaring at her with displeasure.

Yan Yu had been searching for Cheng Xiaoyu for over three months. Finally finding out she was in Ningcheng, he immediately dropped everything
and rushed over. But once in Ningcheng, he dared not openly post advertisements, fearing this little
ostrich find out and run away again. Cheng Xiaoyu hadn't worked since arriving in Ningcheng, so there was nowhere
to find her. Yan Yu could only use connections to conduct a thorough search, leaving himself no peace. In
this sweltering heat, he ran through streets and alleys, his feet blistered. Every night, while soaking his feet, he gritted his teeth, vowing that once
he found Cheng Xiaoyu, he would lock this stupid ostrich up in her house. How could he possibly handle her running away so easily?
After searching for almost a month, Yan Yu finally found Cheng Xiaoyu's landlady. The landlady looked at Cheng Xiaoyu's
photo and said, "Is this the girl who rents the room upstairs from me? Her name is Xiaoyu."

Yan Yu's eyes lit up with excitement. "Xiaoyu, right? She lives upstairs?"

The landlady looked at Yan Yu. "Who are you?"

"I'm her boyfriend."

"Oh my, boyfriend? You two had a fight, didn't you? Even if you had a fight, you shouldn't let a woman run around alone
, all pregnant. She looks so pitiful every day."

Yan Yu's eyes widened, almost popping out of their sockets. "What? What? She's pregnant?!"

"Yeah, didn't you know? You're her boyfriend?"

"Yes, yes, how many months pregnant is she?" "

You're her boyfriend and you don't even know how many months pregnant?"

Yan Yu didn't bother arguing with the landlady and turned to go upstairs.

"Young man, she's not here. Xiaoyu is usually taking a walk on the beach at this time. You can wait for her to come back."

Yan Yu couldn't wait any longer. He asked his aunt where the beach was and then ran there as fast as he could. When Yan Yu reached the beach,
he saw a girl in a rainbow dress talking to someone from afar. Her back looked like Cheng Xiaoyu's. As he got closer,
he realized that it was indeed Cheng Xiaoyu, and the person she was talking to was Ye Lan!

Ye Lan and Cheng Xiaoyu were arguing and staring at each other, and neither of them noticed
someone . Yan Yu only heard a couple of sentences before he flew into a rage.

Cheng Xiaoyu turned back and stared blankly at Yan Yu. Ye Lan's face also changed. "Yan Yu, you..." She looked at
Yan Yu and then at Cheng Xiaoyu. "Didn't you two break up a long time ago?"

Yan Yu stepped past Cheng Xiaoyu and stood in front of Ye Lan, raising his hand to slap her. "Ye Lan, who the hell are you
calling a bastard! Let me tell you, I'll only tolerate you this once. Isn't your husband that Liu Changxin? If you
dare to mess with me again, I'll make sure you two can't stay in Rongcheng."

Ye Lan covered her face and looked at Yan Yu, her eyes involuntarily reddening. What she told Cheng Xiaoyu was true. She
was always the one who slapped others, never the other way around. The only person who had ever slapped her in her life was Yan Yu,
and he had hit her twice.

Ye Lan kept repeating that sentence in her murmur, "Didn't you two break up a long time ago?" She could accept that Yan Yu
wouldn't belong to her in the end, but she couldn't accept that Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu had gone through so much trouble and ended up together again. Losing to a thirty
-year-old woman dressed in cheap clothes was worse than death for Ye Lan.

Yan Yu pulled Cheng Xiaoyu into his arms. "Whether we're together or not doesn't need to be reported to you. Ye
Lan, listen carefully, Cheng Xiaoyu is my wife, and the child in her belly is mine. She will be a hundred times
happier , I promise you."

Ye Lan seemed to want to say something to salvage the situation, but when she opened her mouth, nothing came out. Ye Lan had always been
competitive and sharp-tongued, and no one could get the better of her. But now she was facing...
Yan Yu was the first man she held hands with, the first man she dated, and the first man she slept with. She had only ever
given her heart to this man, yet in the end, all she saw in his eyes was hatred.

Cheng Xiaoyu silently watched him, held in Yan Yu's arms. The heart-shaped pendant Cheng Xiaoyu wore suddenly looked
like a designer piece. Her loose cotton dress looked casual, her belly proudly
protruding, and even her flip-flops looked soft and comfortable. Ah, having a man to support
you all the difference. Unlike her, who always had to rely on herself, every woman in the world was her enemy, and
no man in the world was reliable.

Ye Lan looked at the two of them and forced a smile. She thought it was a proud smile, but it was actually stiff. She
walked past them, chin held high. Ye Lan's beautiful high heels wobbled awkwardly on the uneven sand
, and her black designer suit made her look like a bitter, resentful woman. Ye Lan was destined to be a woman
whose life was full of hardships, but sadly, she was completely unaware of the reasons why.

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