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Li Wenbo, you seem tired lately. Fang Jing Shu looked at him with concern, her eyes slightly red. She knew that Li Wenbo was under a lot of work pressure, and all she could do was silently support him, making soup and cooking meals, taking care of his daily needs.
Li Wenbo pulled Fang Jing Shu into his arms, gently stroking her hair. "It's just that there’s a lot going on with the project. Once I get through this busy period, everything will be fine." He didn’t want to worry Fang Jing Shu, so he kept the situation with Wu Junhui to himself.
"By the way, I had a check-up at the hospital today," he continued. "The doctor said everything is normal. He told us to relax and believe that a baby will come soon." Fang Jing Shu lifted her head, her eyes sparkling with joy.
Hearing this news filled Li Wenbo with happiness and anticipation. "That's great!" he exclaimed, tightly embracing Fang Jing Shu and planting a tender kiss on her forehead.
As Li Wenbo opened the door to their home, a familiar aroma of cooking wafted toward him, mingled with a hint of an unfamiliar perfume. Weary, he changed into his slippers and walked into the living room, only to freeze in place.
Fang Jing Shu was chatting animatedly with a woman—none other than the persistent Wu Junhui.
Today, Wu Junhui wore a low-cut red dress that accentuated her voluptuous figure. With bright lipstick and long hair cascading over her shoulders, she exuded an air of mature allure.
Upon seeing Li Wenbo return, she immediately stood up with a beaming smile and greeted him warmly. "Wen Bo, you're back!" Her tone was so familiar it felt as if they were old friends.
Li Wenbo's heart tightened as an indescribable sense of unease washed over him. He forced a smile. "What brings you here?"
Wu Junhui approached him, seemingly casually brushing her hand against his arm as she playfully pouted. "What? Aren't you happy to see me? I happened to be passing by and thought I’d check if you were home. Sister Jing Shu is here too."
Fang Jing Shu seemed oblivious to the subtle tension between them and enthusiastically beckoned Li Wenbo over. "Wen Bo, come sit! Junhui brought some snacks; let’s try them together."
Suppressing his displeasure, Li Wenbo walked over to the sofa and sat down. He noticed some exquisite pastries laid out on the coffee table.
Wu Junhui picked up a piece of rose pastry and took a delicate bite, feigning shyness as she said, "Mmm, Sister Jing Shu's cooking is really good—much better than what I make." As she spoke, she subtly glanced at Li Wenbo to gauge his reaction.
Li Wenbo felt as if he were sitting on needles; he couldn’t understand what Wu Junhui was up to. Fang Jing Shu seemed completely unperturbed by Wu Junhui's presence and was even more eager to serve her, constantly offering her food and pouring tea.
"Junhui, you should eat more; you look so thin," Fang Jing Shu said with concern.
"Thank you, Sister Jing Shu," Wu Junhui replied sweetly, but her gaze remained glued to Li Wenbo as if Fang Jing Shu were invisible.
The bizarre atmosphere was suffocating for Li Wenbo. He found an excuse to go to the bathroom, hoping to escape this tense situation for a moment.
After washing his hands and stepping out of the bathroom, he saw Fang Jing Shu busy in the kitchen. He quickly walked over and whispered a warning to Wu Junhui: "What are you doing here? I warn you not to cause any trouble; otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude."
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