Ch 101: Trouble

The hospital test results are in.

Unsurprisingly, her uterus is unsuitable for pregnancy. Even if she were to risk a pregnancy, there’s a high chance, around eighty percent, of uterine rupture during pregnancy, or even worse, stillbirth.

The doctor explained the risks clearly, essentially advising her to give up on the idea.

Xiao Yao hadn’t held out much hope to begin with, so this news only brought a sense of relief.

From now on, she truly wouldn’t harbor any hope, not even a sliver.

After leaving the hospital, although Xiao Yao didn’t outwardly show excessive emotional distress, Luo Li still felt immense guilt. She knew this had undoubtedly reopened old wounds in Xiao Yao’s heart, shattering her last remaining hope. It was all her fault for suggesting that terrible idea.

“Yao, I’m sorry…”

Xiao Yao turned to her, “What do you have to apologize for?”

“Anyway, it’s my fault. I gave you false hope, and it ended up like this.” Luo Li held her hand, feeling heartbroken. “Now that it’s like this, I really don’t know what to say to make you feel better. If you want to cry, don’t hold back, you can cry on my shoulder. If you want to drink, I’ll drink with you until we’re both unconscious, okay?”

Seeing her cautious demeanor, Xiao Yao suddenly couldn’t help but laugh, “I really don’t mind, don’t worry so much.”

“It’s you who shouldn’t act like this. Your silence scares me more.”

Xiao Yao looked at the crowds of people coming and going on the sidewalk, thousands of faces, thousands of thoughts and worries, but not everyone displays them openly. Most people hide their vulnerabilities and wounds in their hearts, and in time, they eventually heal.

She sighed, “Actually, it’s nothing. I just can’t have children. In this world, there are many people worse off than me. As long as I don’t compare myself to those better off, and look at those who are worse off but still live well, what do I have to be sad about?”

“But you deserve the best.”

Xiao Yao shook her head and chuckled, “Although I can’t give birth myself, if I ever really want a child, if I desperately want one, I’ll consider the method you mentioned before.”

Luo Li was stunned, suddenly remembering what method she had suggested. Before, she had just casually said it to comfort her, but now it seemed to be the only way left.

She squeezed Xiao Yao’s hand, suddenly having a ridiculous idea: what if, after Xiao Yao gets married, she adopts a child for her?

Wasn’t that common in ancient times? Two mothers for one child, how happy. She completely ignored whether her future husband would agree, the child’s wishes, and whether, after truly becoming a mother, she could bear to give up a child she had painstakingly raised.

It was just a fleeting thought; Luo Li didn’t say it out loud, and Xiao Yao naturally didn’t know her intentions.

“By the way, you and Fu Jinglun, yesterday…”

Although Xiao Yao had drunk a lot yesterday, she wasn’t completely unconscious; she remembered many things. She remembered leaving the hotel, the two of them supporting each other, shouting about going to a room, whoever didn’t go was a coward, whoever backed down was a wimp!

Then, ignoring others’ attempts to stop them, they hailed a car and disappeared without a trace.

This morning, Luo Li appeared before her as if nothing had happened. Only after receiving the hospital results did Xiao Yao find the opportunity to ask about it.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Luo Li’s face flushed with embarrassment. Then, her eyebrows furrowed, she snorted, “All bark and no bite, don’t mention that wimp!”

Xiao Yao burst out laughing, “He got scared?”

Luo Li snorted again. Recalling the incident filled her with irritation, “He said he was going to take a shower, but ended up locking himself in the bathroom all night, snoring like thunder. He even argued with me this morning, saying that whoever didn’t go to the hotel was a wimp, but he wasn’t a wimp because he went, and who said going to a hotel meant doing something? As if I wanted to do something! I was so angry I kicked him out.”

“…”

“Don’t look at me like that; if you’re really okay, then I’ll go find a job.”

Luo Li’s previous job ended after Xiao Yao’s frequent summons led to prolonged absences, causing her to be called in by her boss. She angrily submitted her resignation, saying the salary was low and the work was too much, so she quit!

But it was because of Xiao Yao that she lost her job, so Xiao Yao felt she should take responsibility. “Then I’ll help you find one! I’ll only feel relieved once you find a new job.”

Naturally, Luo Li was happy to have someone with her, and even said she had plans to go out with Zhao Fangyuan that night.

However, this didn’t happen. Luo Li got her period unexpectedly, staining her pants, making her too embarrassed to go anywhere, especially since she was suffering from severe menstrual cramps.

Xiao Yao escorted her home, made her ginger tea, tucked her into bed, and then left.

After returning from Luo Li’s house, Xiao Yao went to the flower shop, diligently acting as a good business partner.

Jiang Lufang prepared lunch every day and brought it downstairs for the girls in the shop. Although the job description didn’t mention included lunch, since Jiang Lufang was willing, and it gave her something to do, Xiao Yao was happy to let her mother stay busy, so she wouldn’t have time to overthink things.

During lunch, Xiao Yao suddenly received a phone call from Zhao Fangyuan, saying she saw Xiao Wenxing at the hotel entrance last night and to tell him she’d gone back to Xinjiang.

Xiao Yao was immediately surprised. Why didn’t he go inside if he was at the hotel entrance? Zhao Fangyuan’s voice also sounded low; she said she didn’t know, but passed on the message and hung up.

Jiang Lufang, who was nearby, heard Xiao Wenxing’s name and suddenly remembered something. “Last night, when I came back, I saw Wenxing sitting downstairs smoking. I told him the hotel address, and he left. He didn’t seem to be in a good mood. Did something happen?”

Xiao Yao was clueless, “I want to know too.”

She then called Xiao Wenxing, but his phone was off.

Xiao Yao was a little worried, so she called her third uncle, Xiao Jianbo, to ask if Xiao Wenxing had gone back.

The background noise at Xiao Jianbo’s end was chaotic, with people arguing loudly and excitedly. It was hard to make out what they were saying; some Xinjiang dialect was mixed in. Xiao Jianbo only said that he had sent Xiao Wenxing back, that he was still on the private jet and hadn’t seen him yet. He asked Xiao Yao to rest easy and hung up.

“What happened at your third uncle’s place? Why is it so noisy?” Jiang Lufang asked curiously from the side.

“I don’t know. Xiao Wenxing is on a private jet. I’ll call and ask again once he lands and turns his phone back on.”

A short while later, Xiao Jianbo called back, his voice extremely heavy. “Xiao Yao, your grandmother seems to be dying. Come quickly, she wants to see you one last time.”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yao stood up abruptly, “What happened? Wasn’t Grandma’s health fine?”

Xiao Jianbo mumbled, “Come here first, don’t waste time. I’ll explain later. Don’t miss seeing her one last time; you’ll regret it for life.”

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