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

Zhu Feiwan's face turned even paler, and an indescribable disgust welled up in his heart.

"Go away." She spat out the word coldly.

Zhu Ying's expression became stern, and a hint of fierceness flashed across his face.

Due to Lu Huaijin's presence, she endured it and sat down shamelessly.

After a few words of conversation, Lu Huaijin left the ward for some reason.

Zhu Ying immediately took off his hypocritical mask and glared at Zhu Feiwan fiercely.

"You are so lucky, you have escaped a disaster again this time, and you made Brother Huaijin worry about you."

She said sarcastically.

"Don't be so proud. I will settle this account with you sooner or later!" Zhu Feiwan warned sternly.

Zhu Ying patted his chest pretentiously, with a sneer on his face: "Oh, I'm so scared."

There was no one around, so she immediately put on a ferocious face and whispered viciously: "Since I can succeed once, I can still do it a second time and a third time. Sister, how many times can I play with that old woman?"

"As for you, you've already had an abortion, how could Brother Huaijin even look at you!"

She scoffed defiantly.

"Go away!"

Zhu Feiwan was so angry that he was shaking all over. He grabbed the vase on the bedside table and threw it at Zhu Ying.

"Ah!" Zhu Ying let out a shrill scream, and blood immediately oozed from his forehead.

"Bitch, how dare you hit me!" She roared and reached out to strangle Zhu Feiwan's neck.

At this time, footsteps were heard in the corridor outside the door.

Zhu Ying's eyes dimmed, and he immediately loosened his grip on the person and fell to the ground next to the vase.

Lu Huaijin pushed the door open and witnessed this scene.

"Are you OK?"

He walked quickly forward and picked up Zhu Ying. When he saw the horrific blood on her face, his eyes couldn't help but tighten.

"Don't blame my sister, I can understand. She was just too sad because she lost her child, and it really wasn't me who framed her that night." Zhu Ying curled up in Lu Huaijin's arms, crying softly and defending herself.

Lu Huaijin's face darkened, and he said to Zhu Feiwan sternly: "I have already investigated everything that happened that day. It was Zhu Ying's business rival who deliberately framed her. It has nothing to do with her. You shouldn't treat her like this!"

Zhu Feiwan listened blankly, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

"Do you believe her?" she asked incredulously.

Lu Huaijin glanced at her coldly, then picked up Zhu Ying.

"You better hope she's okay."

Zhu Feiwan just watched Lu Huaijin carry Zhu Ying away in his arms like a princess.

Her heart seemed to be torn open by him, and a cold wind blew through the room.

Let her pray for peace?

No, she hoped something would happen to Zhu Ying!

At the same time, Lu Huaijin was treating Zhu Ying's wound.

"Ouch, it hurts~" Zhu Ying moaned softly, clinging to him tightly.

"Brother Huaijin, hold me tight."

Zhu Ying felt Lu Huaijin's distance, and her heart tightened. She quickly imitated her usual behavior and acted like a coquettish person.

But before her hand touched the corner of Lu Huaijin's clothes, it was ruthlessly pushed away.

"Zhu Feiwan has been emotionally unstable recently, so don't provoke her." He warned in a deep voice.

Zhu Ying was stunned for a moment, then looked at him in disbelief.

Was his words just now meant to drive her away?

Tears welled up in her eyes instantly, and she pouted aggrievedly, "It was obviously Zhu Feiwan who schemed against me. If she hadn't intervened, we would have been husband and wife long ago!"

"Let's not talk about the past." Lu Huaijin had no interest in continuing this topic.

The relationship between them is nothing more than childhood sweethearts, and Zhu Feiwan is his wife. Even if he doesn't love her, he will never compare Zhu Ying and Zhu Feiwan.

They are different.

They are completely different.

He sent a sum of money to Zhu Ying as compensation for her medical expenses, and then left without looking back, as resolute as the cold wind in winter.

Zhu Ying looked at the gradually disappearing figure, and a chill rose in his heart. How could she be dismissed with just money?

Two years ago, Zhu Ying once attempted to harm Zhu Feiwan by arranging an accident to put her in trouble. However, things are unpredictable and Zhu Feiwan became connected with Lu Huaijin because of this, taking away all the warmth and attention that should have belonged to Zhu Ying.

Lu Huaijin's heart beat faster because of Zhu Feiwan, and even his steps became lighter.

Zhu Feiwan, however, looked particularly vulnerable in her deep sleep after being washed by tears. He stared at her pale face, and the long-frozen land in his heart melted slightly, giving rise to an unprecedented sense of guilt.

The loss of the child was not her fault alone, he was also to blame.

When Zhu Feiwan slowly opened her eyes, Lu Huaijin was about to give her an opportunity for reconciliation, but was interrupted by her calm words: "After this period of time is over, let's go and handle the formalities."

Lu Huaijin's face darkened: "You have no right to file for divorce."

Unexpectedly, Zhu Feiwan responded firmly: "Then we'll see you in court."

"Do you have to make it so unbearable?" Lu Huaijin was furious, puzzled by her persistence.

After leaving the Lu family, her world will only become more difficult.

But Zhu Feiwan just smiled calmly: "You forced me to this point."

Lu Huaijin looked at her deeply, and finally stood up and said, "As you wish."

In his eyes, the relationship between the Lu family and him will not change due to personal emotional fluctuations, and will not be allowed to be manipulated at will.

A month later, they waited in line silently at the Civil Affairs Bureau. Lu Huaijin had a gloomy face, expecting Zhu Feiwan to keep her, but she was unusually calm.

Soon, the marriage certificate in his hand turned into a divorce certificate. Lu Huaijin was in a complicated mood. As soon as he went out, a red shadow rushed towards him.

"Brother Huaijin, congratulations!" Zhu Ying wore a magenta dress and spoke at just the right volume so that Zhu Feiwan could hear.

Zhu Feiwan knew that this was a provocation, but his heart was calm.

After ending this marriage, she realized that life in a wealthy family was not happy.

Lu Huaijin pushed Zhu Ying away coldly, "What's the meaning of your dress like this?" There was a hint of impatience in his tone.

Zhu Ying lowered his head guiltily, not daring to admit his purpose. He only said aggrievedly: "Brother Huaijin, have you forgotten my birthday? It's today."

This sentence hit him like a stone. He actually forgot that Zhu Feiwan and Zhu Ying had the same birthday.

No, he never really took it to heart...

"Wish..." He glanced sideways, hesitating to speak.

Zhu Feiwan had already stepped past him, got into a taxi, and disappeared at the end of the road.

After returning to the hospital, she waited silently at the door of the ICU ward. Soon, the nanny slowly approached her with a thermos bucket in her arms.

"Miss, today is your birthday. Madam told me half a month in advance to make sure to prepare it carefully for you."

The nanny wiped away the tears from her eyes and said to Zhu Feiwan with a forced smile, "We'll celebrate properly when we get home. This is the longevity noodles that your wife asked me to make for you. Come and have a taste."

"Thank you."

Zhu Feiwan stiffly opened the lid of the thermos barrel, and a rich aroma instantly hit him in the face.

I gently picked up a piece of noodles with my chopsticks, and my grandmother's gentle words seemed to echo in my ears:

"The longevity noodles must be eaten in one go, so that we can live a hundred years and be healthy every night..."

Tears slid down silently and merged into the soup, and the bitter taste spread in the mouth.