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"You don't need to guess. Everyone in this hospital knows about your pregnancy. I can just ask anyone, and I'll find out. Do you really think I don't have that ability? My dear baby!"
My dear baby! Disgusting, so sickening!
"No! I don't doubt you, but dear..."
Ye Zixun, has your head been caught in the door?
Lan Baobao thought this in her heart, but she still couldn't say it out loud.
For now, she didn't have the courage to say such things to Ye Zixun.
She shook her head, her heart starting to worry. Now that Ye Zixun knows about the child, would he take the child away from her? "Ye Zixun, I... I want to ask you, please promise me one thing."
"We are husband and wife, so what is there to ask? Just say it directly!"
"Then I'll be direct. You must not take my child away."
"We are legally married. This child belongs to both of us. As long as you come back with me, I won't take your child away."
Upon hearing this, Lan Baobao took two steps back.
What does it mean that as long as she goes back with him, he won't take her child away?
Isn't that a contradiction?
She felt fear; she was scared and no longer dared to trust Ye Zixun's words or get close to him.
"Baby, what's wrong?" Ye Zixun noticed Lan Baobao's subtle change and was a bit confused.
He hadn't done anything, so why does Lan Baobao still show a fearful expression?
"Ye Zixun, don't come near me. Give me some time to think. Can I tell you once I have an answer?"
Suddenly, the ward fell into silence. Ye Zixun did not continue to pressure her.
He just smiled.
It seemed his words had put pressure on Lan Baobao again.
Recalling Gu Feng's words and fearing that Lan Baobao might faint again due to emotional distress, he hurriedly explained, "Baby, I'm not trying to force you. The most important thing for you right now is to rest well. Please don't put pressure on yourself or worry too much, okay?"
Lan Baobao was taken aback; it was indeed strange to hear such words from Ye Zixun.
"Baby, take a break."
Ye Zixun slowly leaned over and gently wrapped his arms around Lan Baobao. This time, she did not shy away.
He gradually stepped back, coaxing Lan Baobao until she was at the edge of the bed, then he helped her onto the bed.
After locking eyes for a few seconds, Lan Baobao's heart raced, and after a while, she fell asleep.
Seeing her sleeping peacefully, Ye Zixun sat by her bedside for a while before slowly getting up and calling in the nurse to watch over Lan Baobao before leaving the ward.
Ye Zixun returned home late that night.
After leaving the hospital, he drove around aimlessly, feeling the wind blow against him, unsure whether he was happy or sad.
In any case, it was a strange feeling that kept swirling in his heart, which was why he returned so late.
However, as soon as he entered the living room, he saw Grandpa Ye waiting for him. Was he staying in the living room to find out about the situation at the hospital?
Recently, Grandpa had been neglecting his health too much; he wasn't someone who could be easily reassured!
"Grandpa, it's already very late. Why aren't you asleep? It's not good for your health."
"I waited for you to come back; I saw you couldn't sleep," Grandpa Ye couldn't help but sigh. "Come sit down; I have something to tell you."
"What's going on? Tell yourself?"
"This doesn't seem to be a hospital matter. If it's not a hospital matter, then what is it?"
"Grandpa, do you know what it is? It seems like something very important."
Ye Zixun took off his coat and handed it to the housekeeper to hang up.
As soon as Ye Zixun sat down beside Grandpa Ye, he heard a heavy topic being discussed.
"It's nothing too serious, just about Ye Ziru's kidnapping case," Grandpa Ye cut straight to the point.
Ye Zixun's expression immediately darkened.
The kidnapping case of Ye Ziru was the second most significant issue for him, right after Lan Baobao.
Ye Zixun's face grew serious as he said in a low voice, "Grandpa, do you have any leads on the kidnapping case? You must have received new information, right?"
"Go take a look at the necklace on the table!" Grandpa Ye didn't waste any time; he had already placed the necklace prominently on the table.
It was a string of very plump pearls.
Under the light of the table lamp, it emitted a shimmering glow, with each pearl being about the size of a thumb.
At first glance, it was clear that it was a high-quality piece.
Ye Zixun then noticed the necklace on the coffee table, but it looked very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
Grandpa Ye also noticed something was off with his son; it seemed like his son recognized this necklace.
"Zi Xun, tell me, do you know the owner of this necklace?"
Ye Zixun squinted his eyes; indeed, he felt that this pearl necklace looked very familiar. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly remembered where he had seen it.
"Um, I remember... this seems to belong to Mu Jiao'er."
It seems that one year, when Mu Jiao'er went out to eat with him, they passed by a jewelry store. She insisted on buying something she saw there, and Ye Zixun, who was still a playboy at the time, generously paid for it just to keep Mu Jiao'er quiet.
This pearl necklace seemed to be one of her favorites among her many pieces of jewelry; it was quite favored and appeared frequently.
That’s why Ye Zixun had such a deep impression of this necklace.
"So it belongs to that woman!" Grandpa Ye already disliked her.
Just a mistress, she was ridiculed by brother Mu during the engagement ceremony and later tried every means to stay close to Ye Zixun. She was truly a shameless and difficult woman!
If the child's matter was related to her, he would never let her off the hook.
Ye Zixun recalled how Mu Jiao'er had asked about the kidnapping incident, repeatedly wanting to ask him questions and showing concern for him, wanting to know how he had been lately. At that time, Mu Jiao'er's behavior indeed seemed strange.
Given Mu Jiao'er's personality, how could she genuinely "care" about him? It would be more believable if she cared about his money.
Now that he thought about it carefully.
That urgent desire of Mu Jiao'er to know about him was probably to find out the progress of the police investigation. Yes, that must be it; Mu Jiao'er had hurriedly called him several times after learning that he had reported the case.
Mu Jiao'er was scared and wanted to get information from him.
Damn it! He had actually been used by this damn woman!
How despicable! She even played tricks on him. Alright, Mu Jiao'er, you are something!
It seems breaking up with you was still too lenient; she even had the face to grab his sleeve back then, begging him not to break up. What on earth was this shameless woman thinking?
Shameless dead woman!
"Grandpa, I need to investigate this matter thoroughly before I can feel at ease. Can you lend me this necklace for now?"
"Alright, you need to investigate this matter thoroughly. If that woman harmed my Ye Ziru, I will make her pay." Old Man Ye said angrily, as if he wanted to skin Mu Jiao'er alive.
Ye Zixun nodded. If it really was Mu Jiao'er, not even Grandpa Ye would let her off easily, let alone himself.
Mu Jiao'er, she deserves to die!
"By the way, what did you find out at the hospital today? How is Mu Jiangfeng doing? What about the baby?" Grandpa Ye's angry expression faded as he suddenly thought of Lan Baobao in the hospital, and his face softened.
"The baby is pregnant; it's our Ye Family's flesh and blood."
His son's words shocked Grandpa Ye. This... this means... the baby is coming again, and it's Ye Family's bloodline.
Grandpa Ye looked at Ye Zixun with a very surprised and strange expression.
His grandson is indeed quick in both speed and strength!
Those tadpoles are quite impressive; such vitality! He couldn't tell if it was a good thing or a bad thing.
So what does Ye Zixun plan to do now? If Lan Baobao's child is born, neither Grandpa Ye nor Ye Zixun can allow the Ye Family's bloodline to drift outside.
If the baby isn't born...
That absolutely cannot happen. Since she is pregnant, there is no way they can allow her to terminate it!
"It seems like it's been less than two months; we still don't know if it's a boy or a girl. I'll let her relax for now and not push her too hard."
"Yes, that's the best approach. Make sure not to stress the baby too much. As for whether it's a boy or a girl, that doesn't matter; what's important is that the child is healthy."
"I understand, Grandpa. It's already quite late; you should go upstairs and get some rest."
Grandpa Ye stood up and slowly walked to his room on the second floor.
Ye Zixun stretched lazily and glanced at the necklace on the table with a face full of murderous intent. He angrily picked up the necklace and turned to leave.
On the morning of the twenty-first, Grandpa Ye arrived at the private hospital where Lan Baobao was staying, bringing with him some nourishing soup. Although the soft-shelled turtle soup had not been simmered for long, its nourishing properties were still very beneficial.
He entered the private hospital without anyone stopping him, smoothly making his way to Lan Baobao's Debang Ward.
After knocking on the door, Grandpa Ye walked in directly and said with a smile, "Baby, Grandpa has come to see you!"
"Grandpa, why did you come?" Upon seeing Grandpa Ye enter the ward, Lan Baobao immediately got out of bed.
Her jaw nearly dropped in surprise.
Grandpa Ye's health was not very good to begin with, and for him to make a long journey to the hospital to see her made Lan Baobao feel as if she had done something wrong.
Seeing that there was nursing staff taking care of her, Grandpa Ye felt reassured. He walked over to the sofa in the ward and poured the soup into a bowl for Lan Baobao.
"I was just sitting at home doing nothing, so I thought I would come and see you. Baby, hurry up and drink some soup. Your health is already good, and now that you're pregnant, drinking some soup will be beneficial for you. You mustn't neglect yourself!"
Lan Baobao looked at Old Man Ye in astonishment; it was no wonder he knew about this and brought soup over—Ye Zixun must have told him.
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