To avoid harassment from my brother-in-law, I got married to a wealthy man

Shen Mo and Fu Nanzhou must have their own considerations for hiding this matter, and they don't want Lu Xi to know. If she told, Lu Xi would hate Shen Mo for hiding it and Fu Nanzhou for deceiving her.

"Sister Junjun, why are you looking at me?" Lu Xi blinked and felt that Tan Xiangjun seemed to be hesitant to speak, as if she had something to say.

Tan Xiangjun forced a smile, "It's okay, I just feel like you haven't gained any weight since you got pregnant. You're still so thin."

She couldn't say that even if she hated Wei Yutong, she shouldn't take revenge on Lu Xi. She was a kind and good girl who had helped her and treated her sincerely. She couldn't repay kindness with hatred.

"Mine weighs less than one kilogram." Lu Xi pointed with one finger very seriously.

Tan Xiangjun chuckled, "One pound is still considered a gain? You gain more than one pound after eating a meal."

But after she finished saying this, she suddenly saw her son Chenchen looking at her suspiciously, and her eyes dimmed immediately, "Well, that counts. If Chenchen can gain a pound of weight, I'll be so happy."

She would tell Chenchen every day, "Chenchen, you have to eat more. Eating more will improve your body's immunity. Promise mom that our goal is to gain one pound of weight first, okay?"

Chenchen agreed seriously, but for half a month, his weight decreased instead of increasing.

Lu Xi felt a pain in her heart, as if she was pricked by a needle, and even breathing hurt.

She lowered her head, her words full of guilt, "Sister Junjun, I'm sorry, I'm pregnant and can't do a matching test for Chenchen. If... I mean if, after I give birth, Chenchen still hasn't found a suitable bone marrow, I will do a matching test."

Tan Xiangjun's pupils trembled because of Lu Xi's words.

She shook her head, "Xixi, your words are enough."

Tan Xiangjun gently stroked Chenchen's hair as she spoke. "Actually, there is hope now, isn't there?"

Because Shen Mo is Chenchen's father.

**

Lu Xi and Zhuang Yi did not stay with Tan Songyun at night.

The old man is used to being alone in a quiet environment, so he would definitely find it noisy and obviously a little too much for him to handle with so many people around.

So after dinner, Fu Beibei took her daughter and Lu Xi away first.

After Tan Xiangjun coaxed Chenchen to sleep, he sat by the window, staring at the night scene outside in a daze.

"Junjun, grandpa thinks you seem to be worried about something." Tan Songyun held two glasses of water, and the grandfather and grandson sat face to face.

Tan Xiangjun lowered her head.

Grandpa is the closest person to her in this world besides Chenchen. He can be trusted and can also give her direction, right?

She said in a muffled voice: "Grandpa, I am very confused. I know a lot of things that I didn't know before, and these things make me a mess."

Tan Songyun nodded, "Grandpa has seen it. Come, tell Grandpa about it."

"Grandpa, I have fallen in love with Shen Mo, and he might be Chenchen's father." After saying this, Tan Xiangjun shed tears.

Tan Songyun's eyes trembled, and he was a little unbelievable, "Are you sure?"

Tan Xiangjun covered her face and nodded helplessly, "I'm not completely sure, but it shouldn't be bad. Grandpa, I feel really bad. I like Shen Mo, but Wei Yutong killed my mother. But if it wasn't for her, my mother wouldn't have committed suicide. I fell in love with the son of my enemy."

"Junjun, you can't count it like this." Tan Songyun sighed, and her eyes reddened in an instant, "It was your mother who asked Wei Yutong to take you to see the sunset and the evening glow. How can you blame her for this?

"It's like someone asks you to help babysit a child, but a car is about to hit you. You will instinctively protect the unborn child in your belly, but the other party insists that you killed the child. How do you feel? There is nothing you can do, right?

"Also, because of you, Wei Yutong gave birth prematurely and the child died. Isn't this extremely painful for Wei Yutong?"

When this was mentioned, Tan Xiangjun immediately shook his head, "No, Grandpa! Shen Pingting is still alive, she is Gao Ning! She is not dead at all!"

Tan Songyun was shocked again, "Gao Ning? The one Nanzhou dated before?"

"Yes."

"This...how could this happen?" Even though Tan Songyun had seen many strange things in the past eighty years, he still thought this was too much of a coincidence.

A cold light flashed in Tan Xiangjun's eyes, "Grandpa, they lied to me! They lied to me so that I wouldn't hate my mother."

Tan Songyun disagreed, "Junjun, you are being too picky. If they had known that Shen Pingting was not dead, how could they have let her wander around all these years? And how could Wei Yutong raise Shen Youran as her own daughter?

"Grandpa knows you hate and resent, but we can't lose our reason and judgment, understand?"

Tan Xiangjun opened her mouth, as if trying to find a reason to hate herself, "But grandpa, Shen Mo is the one who raped me. He clearly destroyed my innocence, but he acted as if nothing happened."

Tan Songyun frowned, "Do you think Shen Mo is that kind of person? Do you think the man you like is a liar?"

This sentence once again stopped Tan Xiangjun from speaking.

Of course not. Although Shen Mo was cold in the past, he helped her and Chenchen time and time again. She was moved and attracted to him. So when she knew that Shen Mo was the person that night, she had a twisted thought that he was hypocritically making up for the mistake that night and he was unwilling to take responsibility.

"Junjun, grandpa loved your mom the most and always indulged her.

"Whoever she likes and whoever she's with, as long as she's happy, I never interfere because I know she has her own judgment and she's not what you call a love-brained person.

“Back then, Jiang Buhui was a trustworthy person. If it weren’t for your aunt and the one from the Ling family, we wouldn’t be where we are today.

“Grandpa also hated your mother when she got into trouble, but he let it go later because hating someone is tiring.

"You are still young, and Grandpa can't ask you to let go of your hatred, but Grandpa wants to say that even if you hate, you have to hate the right people.

"The one who caused all this is Ling Peipei, your aunt. What does she have to do with Wei Yutong? What does she have to do with Shen Mo? What does she have to do with Lu Xi?"

Tan Songyun's question once again left Tan Xiangjun speechless, but at the same time it seemed to have awakened her.

"Child, go to bed early." Tan Songyun patted her shoulder, got up and left.

Looking at her grandfather's back, Tan Xiangjun seemed to feel a transcendent power.

Just at this time, she received another friend request.

Jiang Buhui still does not regret it.

During these days, Jiang Buhui submitted an application every day, but Tan Xiangjun was never accepted.

But this time, she clicked yes.

Jiang Buhui was a little bit unbelievable and quickly sent a WeChat message - Junjun, I’m your dad.

Tan Xiangjun did not reply, but looked at the night sky, lost in deep thought.

She understood that she should hate those who should be hated.

**

Ling Peipei's operation was successful. She was observed in the intensive care unit for three days and then was transferred to the general ward.

During these three days, Jiang Yizhou and Jiang Buhui were almost inseparable, because postoperative complications could occur at any time and endanger their lives.

But when Ling Peipei was pushed into the general ward and there was no major problem, Jiang Yizhou immediately wanted to find Zhuang Yi.

"Yizhou, where are you going?! Are you going to look for Zhuang Yi? I'm telling you, you are not allowed to go!"

When Ling Peipei was just transferred to the general ward, her voice was obviously still very weak, but her eyes showed a strong desire for control.

Jiang Yizhou froze for a moment, "Mom, the problem between Zhuang Yi and I must be solved."

"What did you solve?! Don't forget what you promised me! You said you would divorce me, and now that my surgery was successful, you want to go back on your word? But don't forget, I just had a successful surgery, not recovered, and I still can't be angry now!"

Hearing Ling Peipei's arrogant and unreasonable words, Jiang Yizhou felt suffocated at that moment.

The light in his eyes disappeared instantly.

Sitting woodenly on the sofa, he just stared at his weak mother on the hospital bed with empty eyes. His vision went from clear to blurry, from the sharp and ferocious expression on her face to only being able to see an outline without flesh and blood.

Jiang Buhui said tiredly, "You, must you do this? The child is going to be driven crazy."

"Shut up! Now you're pretending to be a good guy, as if you're a good father! If you're really a good father, don't cheat on me. You and that bitch Tan Jing even gave birth to that little bitch. You'll be sorry to me for the rest of your life! Jiang Buhui, you're sorry, do you know that? I will..."

knock knock.

Before Ling Peipei could finish her words, someone knocked on the ward door, interrupting her.

The family of three looked over at the same time and saw a woman in a black windbreaker, holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums, appear at the door.