She wasn't pregnant?!
Xin Yu's mind was filled with this realization, and she immediately felt a surge of joy, her whole body relaxing...
But upon hearing the old woman's words, her heart trembled. What did "want her" mean?!
She really had absolutely no relationship with the man in front of her!
Should she grab her things and sneak away now?
Xin Yu did just that. She picked up the test report to double-check, but before she could put it away, she heard another voice from the doorway, "Mr. Jiu wants you to come over!"
Mr. Jiu... Mu Yichuan?!
Xin Yu's back stiffened. She was facing away from the doorway, but she knew the person there was Mu Jian!
How did he find her here? Had he been following her?
Right, Mu Yichuan said that Mu Jian would follow her and protect her from now on! But...but she still held the test report in her hand. Since she wasn't pregnant, she didn't intend to let Mu Yichuan know. Glancing at the shredder by the wall, Xin Yu didn't think twice and shoved the report in...
She didn't dare turn around, unsure of Mu Jian's expression or attitude at the door. Should she go with him? Should she threaten him along the way?
"Dr. Qiu." The dull, cold voice rang out again.
Xin Yu blinked. This...wasn't he calling her?
Could it be that Mu Yichuan wanted to see this man beside him?
"Ah Zhi, go ahead." The old woman said, taking Xin Yu's hands in hers. "Don't be afraid, with Grandma here, no one can bully you."
Xin Yu felt the well-maintained, warm hands, which did ease her tension. But misunderstandings always need to be cleared up. She turned her head and smiled slightly, "Grandma, I really don't—"
"Heavens!" The old woman exclaimed, interrupting Xin Yu. She slapped her forehead, "I almost forgot something, come with Grandma."
This petite old woman walked with surprising agility, pulling Xin Yu along, barely giving her a chance to speak again. They finally stopped outside a ward on the 20th floor.
"Grandma, I...I really don't know—ah!" Xin Yu cried out softly, quickly pressing herself against the wall, burying her head, her whole body trembling.
She saw…Mu Yichuan!
Why was he on the 20th floor too? Was he here to visit some patient? "Good child, don't be shy. Grandma was young once too, I know everything." The old woman gently patted Xin Yu's back. "I know my grandson too. He lost his parents at a young age, he's rebellious and unruly…"
That handsome man was an orphan?
"Sigh…" The old woman sighed heavily, took Xin Yu's hand, and continued, "But I know that if he doesn't like you, you will never be able to get close to him."
This… she'd ambushed him!
Xin Yu secretly glanced around. Whew, Mu Yichuan wasn't there; he must have just been passing by.
She took the old woman's hand in return, her dark eyes flashing as she prepared herself. "Grandma, I really only came to the hospital for a checkup, I'm just a patient."
"Haha, you silly child." The old woman laughed heartily, but the next second she wiped her eyes with one hand. She… was crying!
"Grandma…" Xin Yu bit her lip. Her honesty saddened the old woman, but she really didn't know that Dr. Qiu, and besides, she had a complicated and unresolved relationship with Mu Yichuan. The old woman pushed open the door, about to pull Xin Yu inside, when several people approached. A glance at the distinguished figure startled Xin Yu, and she instinctively took a step behind the old woman.
After taking that step, she realized her mistake. Her heart trembled slightly as she looked at Mu Yichuan, her expression stiff.
Mu Yichuan's cold gaze swept across Xin Yu's face. A glint flashed in his dark eyes—he really was here!
Mu Jian had told him earlier, but he hadn't believed her!
How could she know Old Madam Qiu? Qiu Zhi hadn't mentioned knowing her when he treated her last time.
"She knows you?" Mu Yichuan's eyebrows arched, giving Qiu Zhi a cold, sharp look.
The man touched his nose, not having had a chance to explain, when Mu Yichuan had caught him.
"Of course not."
"Don't know her?" Old Madam Qiu snorted angrily, "You don't know her? Fine, but I know my granddaughter-in-law!"
...Granddaughter-in-law! The moment those three words were uttered, Xin Yu, standing four or five steps away from Mu Yichuan, felt a chilling and domineering aura wash over her, making all her nerves tense.
"Grandma, don't talk nonsense." Qiu Zhi stepped to his grandmother's side, wanting to support her and explain.
But the old lady Qiu was unmoved, pulling Xin Yu towards the ward. Xin Yu, bewildered, looked at Mu Yichuan with a mixture of resentment and panic, "I...this is a misunderstanding..."
"What misunderstanding?!" The petite old lady Qiu shielded Xin Yu behind her, her sunken eyes filled with desolation. "Azhi, Grandma may be old, but my eyes and mind are very clear. You may not be sure of your own heart, but I see it more clearly than you—this girl is right for you!"
"Grandma!" Xin Yu trembled with anxiety, because Mu Yichuan's usually cold and noble black eyes were now frozen solid, threatening to shatter her with the slightest force! "I...I'm Mr. Jiu's..." The words caught in her throat, and she stammered. What was she to Mu Yichuan?
Wife? Mistress? Girlfriend? Plaything?
It was just a vague marriage agreement; if she didn't want to admit it, a top lawyer could solve the problem...
Could she take it seriously?
Mu Yichuan grew increasingly cold and stern, his deep eyes suppressing a torrent of anger. His woman dared not admit him in public!
"Grandma, she's Mr. Jiu's girlfriend," Qiu Zhi said solemnly. There was no room for jokes now; Mr. Jiu was furious!
"Don't try to intimidate me with Mr. Jiu!" Old Mrs. Qiu wouldn't listen to any explanations. She pulled Xin Yu inside, and at the bedside, she choked back tears. "Wake up and look at me. I brought your grandson's wife."
The atmosphere instantly became extremely tense. Xin Yu stared blankly at the somewhat emaciated old man lying on the bed, his body covered in tubes and connected to machines. He was...the old woman's husband, wasn't he? "She's... in a vegetative state?!"
"Don't you want to see this girl? I just saw her today, but I liked her at first sight. She's so adorable," said Old Mrs. Qiu, her face streaked with tears. "They say your face reflects your heart. Don't you love studying physiognomy? Look at this girl, she's definitely kind-hearted and blessed."
"Grandma..." Xin Yu supported her, unsure how to comfort her. "Alright, Grandma!" Qiu Zhi gripped his grandmother's shoulders tightly, his indifferent eyes cold and detached. "You can go out now."
Xin Yu glanced at Qiu Zhi. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed they had a relative in a vegetative state. Just moments ago, she had thought he was nosy, and that her grandmother was a resilient and interesting person at heart…
She pursed her lips, walked to the bedside, took Qiu Zhi's hand in one hand, and obediently called out, "Grandpa, hello! I'm Xin Yu, please get well soon—"
Before she could finish the word, she felt her withered fingers twitch slightly…!
Before Xin Yu could react, she was pushed forward and landed in Mu Yichuan's arms.
Qiu Zhi hurriedly and carefully checked the instruments, then stared wide-eyed at the display screen, utterly shocked…
He had clearly seen his grandfather react slightly!
"Grandpa's finger seemed to have moved just now," Xin Yu said, looking at Qiu Zhi with some uncertainty.
"..."
"It must be that girl! Girl, you...you say what you just said to him again."
Xin Yu felt the arm around her waist, tilted her head slightly to look at Mu Yichuan, and only took a step after receiving his approval.
Clearing her throat softly, Xin Yu took the old man's hand and tried to use the same tone as before, saying, "Grandpa, hello! It's me, Xin Yu. Get well soon."
No response...
It turned out that what she had just imagined was really an illusion!
"Grandma misses you very much, and Dr. Qiu misses you very much too." Xin Yu still didn't feel any response, but then she heard Qiu Zhi roar—
"Grandpa!"
This time, everyone saw the change in the data on the screen!
Even Mu Yichuan found it unbelievable; Old Master Qiu had been in a coma for more than three years...
"You also like this girl, don't you?" Old Mrs. Qiu tremblingly took her husband's hand, tears streaming down her face again. She had endured three years! Qiu Zhi turned to look at Xin Yu, but restrained himself due to Mu Yichuan's presence. This must all be a coincidence!
While a group of doctors rushed to examine Old Master Qiu, Xin Yu was also led into an adjacent room by Mu Yichuan.
"It's all a misunderstanding!" Xin Yu proactively admitted her mistake, her gaze a complex mix of emotions—sorrow, pleading, panic, and a hint of coquetry.
"What did you destroy on the 23rd floor?"
"..." That talkative Mu Jian!
"I asked you because the person who reported it hadn't had a chance to tell me yet."
Xin Yu shivered, gritting her teeth and struggling, "It's... the examination report."
"Are you feeling unwell?" Mu Yichuan glanced at Xin Yu indifferently, "I see you're perfectly fine! Your aura is extraordinary!"
Xin Yu looked up, her large, dark eyes shimmering, "I... I accidentally—"
"You accidentally become someone's granddaughter-in-law?" Ha! Xin Yu's face flushed red and then paled, shivering from the chilling aura emanating from Mu Yichuan.
"Now you're scared? Why didn't you acknowledge me before!"
Acknowledge him… how could she acknowledge him? What would she acknowledge him for?
She hadn't even done anything yet, and Old Master Mu had already set his sights on her!
"Tell me, what are you to Mr. Jiu?"
"…"
Mu Yichuan's thin lips pressed into a line, his dark eyes like ink, his icy fingertips tracing Xin Yu's cheek. Why hadn't this woman learned to please him!
This was such a golden opportunity to gain status, and she was turning it down!
"Hiss—" Xin Yu stared wide-eyed at the approaching Mu Yichuan. He had—bitten her again!
"I'll give you three more seconds to think, 1, 2—"
"Girlfriend!" Xin Yu lowered her eyes slightly, unable to bear Mu Yichuan's gaze any longer. "I forgot to tell you, there's a punishment for answering wrong."
"..."
"Not correcting it? You'll be punished on the balcony tonight." His words were light, yet carried the weight of an emperor's pronouncements.