Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

this???!!!

Wen Liang was petrified for a second, and carefully searched the photo for any traces of photo-editing.

I can't find it.

Everything is so natural, including the thick, slightly moist hair on the baby's head.

Maybe the person who photoshopped the photo was an expert and could make the fake look real.

It may also be that the picture used face-changing technology, replacing her face with another real picture, making it difficult to distinguish.

So, Wen Liang downloaded an application on his mobile phone.

This program can examine and decode the internal details of image files, identify their Exif, and be used to analyze the source of the image to test its authenticity.

Save the photo and import it into the app.

Looking at the analysis results, Wen Liang fell silent.

With a wooden face, she imported two more pictures.

When the results came out, the silence was deafening.

All three photos are original and have not been processed.

The three photos, as can be seen from their EXIF, were taken about five years ago, with different dates, which correspond to the time when she was exchanged in Philadelphia.

Especially the last one, which was taken on June 28th, which was probably the date of delivery.

Wen Liang recalled carefully that it was already the end of August when she returned to China.

At that time, she told her grandparents that she was going to attend a summer camp, but in fact she had been in a car accident and was recuperating in the hospital.

She remembered that memory quite clearly.

When she woke up after the operation, she had no memory of that year and appeared out of nowhere in a strange country and a strange hospital.

Her memory stopped before she left for Philadelphia, when she made a lot of preparations and strategies in order to adapt to life in Philadelphia as quickly as possible.

The medical staff told us that she was in Philadelphia and had injured her head in a car accident on the way to the airport and had lost her memory.

Wen Liang didn't expect that amnesia would happen to her.

She kept some photos of Penn in her cell phone, as well as the certificate and credit recognition form awarded to her by Penn, which was enough to prove that she had indeed completed her studies and planned to return home.

Wen Liang also checked the balance of his bank card. It was different from before he came. The difference was roughly the living expenses here for one year.

Gradually, Wen Liang accepted this fact and asked the nurse to help her contact a nursing assistant.

She stayed in the hospital for nearly two months before she recovered, was discharged, and returned home.

The loss of this memory had little impact on her later life, and she never delved into it.

Wen Liang still remembers that the day she woke up from the car accident was the first day of July.

The third photo was taken only two days later.

Could such a coincidence happen?

Wen Liang looked solemn.

But if it is true that she was pregnant and gave birth to a child in Philadelphia, where is the child and who is the father of the child?

Just then, Fu Zheng finished his work and pushed the door open.

Seeing Wen Liang looking at his phone with a pale face, he strode over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Wen Liang came back to his senses, turned off the phone screen without leaving a trace, and curled his lips towards Fu Zheng, "Nothing, I was just watching the video and saw someone got into a car accident. The scene was particularly tragic, so pitiful."

"Look at you, your face is pale with fear, don't look at these things anymore."

"Yeah." Wen Liang nodded absentmindedly, thinking of something, and said, "Should I do a pregnancy test? Last time, I remember the doctor told me to do it every two weeks now."

"Well, when do you want to go? I'll arrange it."

"Let's go tomorrow. I can go by myself and let Auntie accompany me."

How could Fu Zheng agree? "I'd better go with you. I'm worried about you going."

Now Fu Qingyue was hiding somewhere, and he couldn't let her take any risks.

Unable to persuade Fu Zheng, Wen Liang had to agree.

She lay down on the bed and closed her eyes, but she couldn't fall asleep.

The content of the third photo kept appearing in my mind.

She silently told herself not to think too much, maybe it was someone else's prank.

She should now focus on her body and the baby in her belly, keep a good mood and welcome the arrival of the new life.

However, no matter how she tried to convince herself, she couldn't stop having random thoughts in her mind.

Wen Liang didn't sleep well that night.

Fu Zheng called Liang Fei to drive the car. A female bodyguard was sitting in the passenger seat. Another car was arranged behind him, which was full of bodyguards.

In this way, it will be warm and cool to go out.

She looked at Fu Zheng with amusement, "You look like this, making me feel like I'm not carrying a child, but a priceless golden egg."

"How can you say that about yourself?"

This prenatal check-up includes basic weight, blood pressure, blood routine, etc., as well as B-ultrasound.

In the ultrasound room, bodyguards are guarding the door.

Fu Zheng followed Wen Liang in. As soon as he took a step inside, Wen Liang in front of him turned around and crossed his arms, "Stop, wait outside."

Fu Zheng was stunned, "Why? Why don't you let me in?"

He was able to attend several previous prenatal checkups, and the doctor would point at the imaging screen and explain things to him.

"You are not allowed to come in." Wen Liang glared at him and said fiercely, "I have something private to ask the doctor."

The expression she deliberately made was cute and adorable, like she was acting like a spoiled child. Even when she got angry, it wasn't very lethal, and people wouldn't think she was hiding any secrets. The "private matters" she mentioned were more like physiological problems that a girl would find difficult to talk about.

Fu Zheng smiled helplessly, "Okay, you go in by yourself, I'll wait for you outside, call me if you need anything."

"Ah."

Wen Liang walked into the ultrasound room alone and took off her down jacket. Without the doctor saying anything, she lay down on the bed and lifted the hem of her clothes to reveal her smooth and round belly.

The doctor applied coupling agent on her belly and asked casually, "Are you feeling uncomfortable recently?"

“My waist gets stiff easily and I have to go to the bathroom more frequently.”

"If your waist is sore, ask your lover to massage it for you."

"Well, doctor, I want to know, can ultrasound tell whether a person has given birth?"

The doctor was stunned for a moment and replied, "It's difficult. An experienced doctor can judge by the size and shape of the uterus, but it cannot be confirmed."

"Well, what can we tell?"

"Vaginal ultrasound is OK."

“Can I do it?”

The doctor was shocked. "You? No, you are already in the second trimester. A vaginal ultrasound may cause miscarriage."

"Okay, I understand. By the way, don't tell Fu Zheng about what I asked."

"……it is good."

The doctor turned his attention to the screen, "The baby is developing normally and there is no premature placenta."

The doctor moved the probe over Wenliang's belly twice, looked at the image, put away the probe, and took out a few tissues to help her wipe off the coupling agent. "Okay, it's okay. Remember to come back in two weeks."

"Okay, thank you doctor." Wen Liang carefully wiped off the coupling agent and stood up with the help of his arms.

The door opened, and Fu Zheng immediately stood up and supported Wen Liang, "Are you done?"

"Well, here's the list, no problem."