After the divorce, I became a rich girl

Li Jiawei took a few steps back, stared at the man who suddenly appeared, and asked, "Who are you?"

Li Yan smiled and responded, "Sorry, I neglected to introduce myself. My name is Li Yan, and I'm your brother."

"My brother? You are not my brother." Li Jiawei retorted doubtfully.

Li Yan said softly, "You just woke up, maybe we can talk in detail in the room."

Li Jiawei shook her head warily and said, "Let's talk about it here." She didn't intend to take the risk of being in the same room with a strange man late at night, even if she was in a hospital.

Li Yan noticed Li Jiawei's vigilance, smiled and took a step back and said, "The DNA paternity test is out, and the results show that you are related to both Mr. Li Ronghua and Ms. Jing Qiu. And I am your brother by blood, and my name is Li Yan."

Although she was prepared, she still felt a sense of weirdness when she heard the final result. Moreover, she felt indescribably weird when she heard a strange man claiming to be her brother.

Li Jiawei looked at Li Yan. He was 1.83 meters tall, with a bronze complexion, and wore a light blue shirt. Under the light of the corridor, the muscles under the shirt were faintly visible. He had a mature and restrained temperament, which fits the definition of handsomeness of some girls today.

However, facing this unfamiliar face, she felt dazed and could not easily call him "brother". The brother she had called for 33 years was Li Chengwei, not the elite man in front of her.

Li Jiawei caught a glimpse of herself through the elevator mirror - her hair was messy, her slightly bloated body was wrapped in a white striped hospital gown, and she looked lifeless. To outsiders, she was probably much older than Li Yan, who claimed to be her brother. It would even be presumptuous to call her his sister. How could they be siblings when they were so different?

"Can we go in and talk?" Li Yan asked softly.

Li Jiawei pursed her lips, slowly turned sideways, and motioned Li Yan to enter the room.

The two of them sat in the living room, the atmosphere was a little silent. Finally, Li Yan broke the silence: "Mom and Dad have been here with you all day, but they haven't had a good rest recently, so I asked them to go home and rest."

Li Jiawei sat sideways on the hospital bed, covered her slightly thick thighs with a quilt, and asked, "Excuse me, who sent me to the hospital?"

"When He Zhizhou called you, your parents were right beside you, and they took you to the hospital together. Your high fever was caused by an infection on the wound on your forehead."

Li Jiawei gently touched the newly bandaged gauze on her forehead and thought: Is it inflamed? Indeed, when she went to the clinic to change the dressing, the doctor mentioned that there was some inflammation and suggested that she get an anti-inflammatory injection, but she didn't do it because she was afraid of the pain.

I guess it was caused by accidentally getting water involved when I was repairing the water pipe that day.

Will there be a scar on her forehead? She was already not very confident about her appearance, and if she had a few more stitches, I'm afraid even her bangs wouldn't be able to cover it.

Li Yan noticed that Li Jiawei had been stroking the gauze, and knowing her concerns, he comforted her, "The doctor said there won't be any scars, so don't worry."

After hearing Li Yan's words, Li Jiawei's worries were slightly relieved. She silently put down her hand, looked at Li Yan and said, "Thank you for being here with me."

"You're welcome." Li Yan responded.

Afterwards, the two fell into a brief silence, and they didn't seem to know what to talk about. Talk about their past lives? But they had just known each other for less than an hour, so it seemed a bit awkward to talk about this. At this moment, Li Jiawei's stomach suddenly growled.

Li Jiawei covered her stomach, her cheeks slightly red, and said awkwardly, "I'm hungry."

Li Yan immediately stood up and said, "Then I'll go buy you something to eat. What do you want to eat?"

Li Jiawei casually replied, "It's all right. I'm not picky about food."

"How about wontons?" Li Yan suggested.

"Okay, thank you." Li Jiawei said gratefully.

After Li Yan left, Li Jiawei lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, with mixed emotions in her heart. The world is full of surprises, and bloody things happen every year, but she never thought it would happen to her.

Are they going to recognize her? If she is really recognized, what will happen to her adoptive parents who have raised her for more than 30 years? How should the girl who was taken away by mistake face all this? These questions weighed on Li Jiawei's heart like a heavy stone. Especially her adoptive parents, how should she explain all this to them?

Recalling the scenes of wrong-child literature and the fight between the real and fake daughters that she had read before, Li Jiawei felt that it was difficult to breathe, and the future seemed dark. She felt that she did not have the IQ to deal with the kind of house fighting. If she was smart enough, she would not have made her life a mess.

Li Jiawei could not help but feel a sense of fear when she thought that she might be used as cannon fodder and lose her reputation. She would rather live her life in peace, even though she was poor.

Li Jiawei stayed in the hospital for two days and received meticulous care. In addition to seeing doctors and nurses, she didn't even feel like she was in the hospital. Living here was more comfortable than at home.

During the two days in the hospital, Li Yan stayed with her except for the first night. Li Ronghua and Jing Qiu took turns to stay with her.

Jing Qiu explained to her that Li Yan didn't come because the company had to participate in a bidding meeting recently and was very busy. Li Jiawei didn't care too much about Li Yan's absence, but she felt a little strange about the bidding meeting mentioned by Jing Qiu. In her cognition, this was synonymous with "high-end".

Thanks to the idol dramas she watched over the years, she has gained a certain understanding of bidding. She knows that this is a process in which multiple companies compete for a project, a scenario that is basically found in idol dramas and business wars.

When Li Ronghua and Jing Qiu were in the hospital, the question they asked Li Jiawei most often was what she wanted to eat. There was never a shortage of food in the ward, and in just two days, all kinds of nutritional supplements and cakes filled the ward.

They even hoped that Li Jiawei could eat five meals a day, but Li Jiawei's appetite was limited. In order to avoid waste, she packed up the unfinished food and gave it to the nurse on duty.

Li Jiawei understood that the Li family's excessive care for her was probably because Li Yan bought her a midnight snack on the first night. She thought that this was due to their lack of consideration, which made them feel very guilty.

Moreover, "eating" is always one of the best topics to break down barriers between strangers. This simple communication made her feel their desire to establish a closer relationship with her.

Li Jiawei also understands that the establishment of every relationship begins with mutual testing, mutual understanding, and mutual support, even for blood relatives. And now, her relationship with the Li family is in such a process of mutual testing.

After being discharged from the hospital, Li Jiawei was taken directly to the Li family's old house, where she met Zhang Qiushuang and Li Hongxing.

Zhang Qiushuang, the usually tough old lady, couldn't help but burst into tears the moment she saw Li Jiawei. She held Li Jiawei's hand tightly and kept looking at her, because Li Jiawei looked so much like her when she was young.

This similarity and resonance of blood relationship made Zhang Qiu Shuang's inner emotions burst out instantly. This was her granddaughter. She felt more excited and intimate than ever before.