After being kicked out of the rich family, she had morning sickness, and the chaebol heir went crazy

Zhu Feiwan still smiled: "I particularly like special flavors."

Qin Yan nodded repeatedly after hearing this: "Yes, yes, yes, I also really like these things with unique flavors!"

Changing the subject, Qin Yan's attention suddenly fell on Zhu Feiwan's left hand holding the fruit, her eyes fixed on a shallow scar: "Sister Wanwan, how did you get this scar on the palm of your hand?"

Zhu Feiwan looked at the scar, a faint smile appeared on his lips: "It was accidentally left when I cooked for the first time. I am clumsy and know nothing about cooking."

Qin Yan couldn't help but reveal a distressed look when she heard this: "Such a long scar, it must have been very painful at that time, right?"

Zhu Feiwan just smiled and said nothing more, with a barely perceptible detachment in his tone: "I still have some things to take care of, so I have to leave first."

"No problem, I'll take you out!"

Qin Yan's response was full of enthusiasm, but before she could take a step, steady and powerful footsteps were heard on the stairs.

A man walked down slowly, his brows locked in deep thought and his expression grim, as if the air around him was frozen by the chill emanating from him.

He said to Qin Yan coldly: "I'll just take her there."

Qin Yan suddenly felt an invisible pressure. Her cousin seemed unusually serious and even a little scary today.

She nodded cautiously, walked downstairs hurriedly without looking back.

Seeing this, Zhu Feiwan wanted to leave on his own, but when he took the first step, his wrist was tightly grasped by a strong hand.

Lu Huaijin's eyes were like a hawk. He gently lifted her hand and his gaze was fixed on the crescent-shaped scar.

The shape of the scar was strikingly similar to a mark in his memory, causing an indescribable wave of emotion to surge in his heart.

"Is this really what you made when you first learned to cook?"

As he asked, he unconsciously increased his grip.

Zhu Feiwan frowned, obviously displeased by the questioning: "Yes, the scar was left when I cooked for my fiancé for the first time."

After she finished speaking, she pulled her hand back with force, her movements firm and swift.

"Fiancé? The doctor?"

Lu Huaijin's power was beyond imagination, which surprised Zhu Feiwan.

Zhu Feiwan's patience seemed to have reached its limit, and there was a hint of impatience in his voice: "Yes, it's him."

Lu Huaijin snorted lightly and finally let go of his hand.

Originally, he firmly believed that there was no connection between Zhu Yunran and Zhu Feiwan, but the appearance of this scar changed his mind.

How could there be such a coincidence in the world?

Five years ago, when he and Zhu Feiwan were newly married, he could still vividly remember his mother's ridicule and harassment that afternoon when he returned to the Lu family's house. He remembered how she accidentally cut her hand while cutting ginger in the kitchen.

At that time, he just watched coldly. Although he felt reluctant, he did not help.

Outside the kitchen, he clearly saw drops of bright red blood sliding down her slender fingers.

Now, he couldn't convince himself that it was all a coincidence.

Both of them were injured when they cooked for the first time, and both were left with scars in the same place, but he didn't believe it, didn't believe that all this was just a coincidence.

As for the paternity test report, he increasingly felt that there must be something fishy about it.

the next day.

Zhu Feiwan walked into Rika Hospital in the dawn light.

The shallow scar on his hand was particularly eye-catching under the caress of the morning light.

During the plastic surgery that changed her life, the skilled surgeon once gently suggested that the scar be removed as well, but she refused with an inexplicable persistence.

She hopes that the scar can serve as a mark of past suffering and a constant reminder to herself.

Just as her thoughts were surging like a tide, the vibration of the mobile phone on the desk interrupted her meditation.

The name flashing on the screen—Zhao Huai.

"Hello? Third Brother, what can I do for you so early?"

There was a hint of teasing in Zhu Feiwan's voice.

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Huai's voice was mixed with laughter, "Hey, your ex-mother-in-law went to our Zhao family's beauty salon today. Do you want to give her some 'special' care services?"

Hearing this, Zhu Feiwan frowned slightly, "No, she is not easy to deal with. What if the reputation of the beauty salon is damaged?"

"Don't worry, leave it to me. I guarantee it will be foolproof."

Zhao Huai crossed his legs and said in a gentle tone, "Don't forget to come to your house for a good meal tonight."

Before she could respond, the call was hung up. Zhu Feiwan shook her head helplessly. She really had no way to deal with this third senior brother who did not play by the rules.

Just as she was about to put her phone back and start her day's work.

There was a gentle knock on the office door, and an assistant came in with two large baskets of brightly colored fruits, filling the room with fragrance.

"Doctor Zhu, this is a courier for you, delivered urgently within the city."

Following the assistant were several colleagues from different departments, each of them also carrying two baskets of fruit, and the air was filled with rich fruity aroma.

"Dr. Zhu, you are so lucky that Dr. Su sent you so many durians and jackfruits. They seem to be airlifted directly from Thailand. The labels are in Thai. How much do they cost?" the assistant exclaimed.

Looking at the eight large baskets filled with tropical fruits, Zhu Feiwan felt both surprised and embarrassed. With so many, how could she possibly enjoy them all by herself?

"One basket is enough for me, and you can share the rest." She took a basket and placed it on the corner of the table, and Zhu Wan's smile revealed generosity.

Colleagues looked at each other and declined somewhat embarrassedly.

"You're welcome. I can't finish it all by myself."

As his colleagues expressed their gratitude, Zhu Feiwan responded with a reserved smile.

Now that life and career are on track, it seems that it is time to put marriage on the agenda.

As night fell, Zhu Feiwan ended a busy day, returned to the office, took off the white coat that symbolized his responsibilities, picked up the basket of fruit, and started on his way home.

Because Su Yan had to work overtime, she decided to go home first.

As you push open the door of the villa, children's laughter immediately surrounds your ears.

As I stepped into the house, the aroma of the dishes hit my nose, and Aunt Zhang greeted me with her enthusiasm and handed me a pair of comfortable slippers.

Zhu Feiwan called Zhao Huai to have dinner with the children.

Zhao Huai and his three children clung to him like little monkeys, and the scene was very funny.

After settling the children, he poured himself a drink and jokingly made that unreliable suggestion, with his eyes flashing with unruliness and cunning.

Faced with Zhao Huai's mischief, Zhu Feiwan pretended to be angry and scolded him.

And he still looked cynical.

On TV, a piece of social news attracted everyone's attention, and the face that was unusually eye-catching because of Zhao Huai's handwriting attracted his self-satisfaction.

Although Zhu Feiwan blamed him for being childish, he felt a subtle sense of relief in his heart.

After all, in the face of past harm, this is a way of giving someone a taste of their own medicine.

Zhao Huai was immersed in the delicious food, and his praise for Zhu Feiwan's home-cooked dishes was overflowing with words.

At this moment, Zhu Feiwan suddenly changed the subject and asked for the repair of the scar.

When Zhao Huai heard this, a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes, and the joking expression disappeared instantly.

"What did Lu Huaijin notice?"