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Wang Yue almost interrupted our plans with her sudden actions, but fortunately, she still has leverage that prevents any major disruption. I remain concerned that she might change her mind, but Miao Miao reassures me that if Lu Ming promises everything will be fine, it will indeed be fine.
I may not trust Lu Ming as much as Miao Miao does, but I have complete faith in what she says. If this situation truly resolves itself, I would be quite grateful to Lu Ming.
Now, I find Gu Xiang and share my recent updates with him. Gu Xiang gracefully bends down to pour me a glass of water and turns to me, asking, "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"
I smile and say, "Dr. Gu, did you decorate this place yourself? Is this style your choice?"
Recalling Little Shuang's outfit from yesterday, which is completely opposite to the style of Gu Xiang's house, I wonder if Gu Xiang has a dual personality.
It's said that psychologists often have their own mental health issues; I believe it.
Gu Xiang shakes his head and replies, "This is the cage Lu Ming uses to imprison me."
As I sip the water he handed me, his words make me spit it all out. A bit of water goes down the wrong pipe, and I cough desperately, my face turning red. Gu Xiang gently pats my back and casually adds, "See? I knew you would think too much. I was joking. After helping Lu Ming with his therapy, he forced this house on me, saying if I didn't accept it, he would destroy it. He insists that I take it. You see how Lu Ming treats everyone the same way—oh, except for Little Shuang."
Gu Xiang must think of me as a delusional person. However, he deliberately said something suggestive, and now he's turning it back on me—what a schemer!
I pretend to be angry and glare at him. Gu Xiang raises his hands in surrender and says, "Alright, alright, let's get back on track. But I have to say, Zhuang Jun, your act of pretending to be angry really needs work!"
After spending half the afternoon joking and chatting with Gu Xiang, he tells me I'm doing well by taking my medication on time and maintaining a good mood; my recovery will only improve.
I also feel like I've been sleeping better lately and no longer approach everything with a critical mindset. When I mention my previous excessive attitude toward Lu Ming, Gu Xiang shrugs.
"It's okay; Lu Ming has a congenital masochistic disorder, so your behavior actually makes him happier."
“……”
“Alright, alright, I was just joking. You must have figured that out, right?”
After a pleasant conversation with Gu Xiang, as I was leaving, I mentioned wanting to have dinner with him. Gu Xiang smiled lightly, and when I asked what he found funny, he replied, “Before I met you, I heard Lu Ming talk about you. I asked him what kind of woman you were, and he thought for a moment before saying you were a woman who loves to treat others to meals.”
The smile on Gu Xiang's face made me feel quite embarrassed; such a description left me both amused and exasperated. I could imagine Lu Ming's serious expression when he said that.
“So if you have any issues, feel free to ask Lu Ming to help you out. He’s more like a machine with a brain than a person. As long as he agrees, he will resolve things in the most perfect manner—cleanly and beautifully, without any fuss, like a work of art.”
Gu Xiang didn’t hold back in praising Lu Ming; he must be the one he admires most among his patients. When I asked him about it, he denied it.
“If we’re talking about admiration, it shouldn’t be Lu Ming; it should be his Ex-Wife.”
I was taken aback. His Ex-Wife? The woman who caused Lu Ming depression, who made Wang Yue willingly submit, and whom Gu Xiang admired the most. I asked in surprise, “Lu Ming's Ex-Wife? Is she also your patient?”
“Yeah, she’s like a female Hannibal, elegantly consuming human flesh.” The expression on Gu Xiang’s face was so… delightfully vivid.
“……”
“Haha, just kidding! You must know that already, right?”
I left feeling a bit of a headache. When I got home, my parents asked where I had been. I honestly told them I went to see a doctor. My mom kept asking how it went, and I told her that Gu Xiang felt my recovery status was very good now. She finally sighed in relief.
My dad listened silently until I finished speaking, then said, "Zhuang Jun, as parents, we don't expect you to be outstanding. We just want you to be safe. Your mom and I worry about you and are afraid that putting too much pressure on you might do more harm than good. Don't we have our own pressures? Your mom and I feel guilty every day, wondering how we should fulfill our responsibilities as parents. I can punish criminals, but I can't help my daughter. What use am I as a father?"
With red eyes, my parents listened to my dad. After he finished, my mom raised her hand to rub her eyes and said, "Zhuang Jun, it's my fault as your mother for not taking good care of you."
Seeing them like this made me feel even worse. I quickly explained that the career issue wasn't their fault; they had done very well. It was my fault for not maintaining my family well enough to reassure them.
We fell into a cycle of mutual blame, going around in circles without finding a way out. I promised them that I would get better and that I would end this marriage soon. My mom looked at me deeply but ultimately didn't tell my dad about the traditional medicine.
The next day, my mother-in-law suggested taking me to see a famous doctor again to check on my health and see if her grandson was getting healthier. I went along with her idea just to ensure that nothing unexpected happened on Wang Yue's side. After getting medicine from Brother Sheng, I needed to start preparing for the abortion, which required more detailed and realistic effects—quite a challenge.
When we arrived at the courtyard, Brother Sheng was leisurely sunbathing with his eyes closed, enjoying his relaxed life. Even though the sound of my mother-in-law's footsteps should have been enough to wake him, he still didn't open his eyes, seemingly ignoring us on purpose.
My mother-in-law had previously mentioned that Brother Sheng had a strange temper and advised me not to take it to heart. I wanted to tell her that Brother Sheng's current demeanor bore some resemblance to hers. If I truly minded, I would have broken down during those years as a daughter-in-law.
"Doctor, Doctor?" My mother-in-law smiled as she placed her hand on Brother Sheng's shoulder and gently shook him.
Only then did Brother Sheng open his eyes, looking impatiently at my mother-in-law without saying a word.
"Doctor, I've brought my daughter-in-law again for you to check on her."
But the doctor still remained silent.
As an observer of all this, I suddenly saw a familiar figure walking out from one of the houses. My heart sank; what was she doing here?
Wang Yue walked out confidently, and with each step, my anxiety increased. I felt tense; Lu Ming had promised that everything would be fine, so why was she here? It must be Brother Sheng who told her. Was Wang Yue not going to give up until I failed?
Wang Yue approached Brother Sheng under my fearful gaze and my grandmother's suspicion, saying loudly, "Divine Doctor, thank you so much! If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't have been able to keep the baby. You know how it is with young people like us; we usually don't pay much attention to our health. Being pregnant feels just like not being pregnant at all, with no physical reactions. Thanks to you, I really don't know what I would do otherwise."
Brother Sheng's attitude changed completely; he looked at Wang Yue with an indescribable awe. He resembled a tail-wagging puppy, and I couldn't help but wonder what she had given him.
"Well, I'll take my leave now, Divine Doctor. Do you have other patients? If so, I'll let you continue. If there's anything else bothering me, I'll come back for you to take a look."
Wang Yue left empty-handed without even pretending to take something. Perhaps she intentionally left a gap to embarrass me; I was still recovering from the shock.
My grandmother was more excited than I had imagined. Seeing someone else admire Brother Sheng only strengthened her belief that she hadn't made the wrong choice. She probably wanted to clap her hands in celebration of her decision and didn't even notice Wang Yue's insincerity.
People tend to selectively accept what they want to see, and my grandmother was no different. When the Divine Doctor suggested that I stay for further treatment, she believed him without question and said she would come back tomorrow. However, Brother Sheng told her to return in two days instead. My grandmother happily accepted this: "Alright then, I'll come back in two days. Please take good care of my daughter-in-law; I'm really counting on you."
She took out a thick envelope from her wallet and handed it to Brother Sheng, who happily accepted it and assured her he would take good care of me.
His sarcastic tone sounded reassuring to my grandmother but was endless irony for me; he could really pull it off—greedy for money.
Once my grandmother left, it was just Brother Sheng and me. This was all part of the plan, yet I couldn't feel happy about it. I coldly stared at Brother Sheng while he casually tossed the heavy envelope in his hand, meeting my gaze.
Suddenly, Wang Yue's voice came from behind: "Oh, isn't that the pregnant woman? Why are you standing there? You must be tired."
Brother Sheng immediately offered me his previous spot, his obsequiousness making me feel sick.
"No need for that. Can you tell me what you're here for today so I can be a bit mentally prepared?"
Whether the plan can proceed depends on Wang Yue's words.
"You think I'm here to sabotage your factory? No, no, you've misunderstood me. I'm just here to watch your little joke," Wang Yue seriously denied my statement, but then said something unpleasant. Hearing her assurance didn't make me feel any more at ease; who knows what she really meant by being here.
"What's wrong? Are you unhappy? Sister Zhuang, please don't be upset. I was just joking. Look at you, taking it seriously. Let me tell you, I'm actually here to help you. Do you believe that?"
Wang Yue's smile gradually faded, leaving only a faint seriousness as we stared at each other. She was waiting for my response.
I smiled and said, "I believe you."
"Why?" Wang Yue seemed intrigued.
"Because you're just a pathetic creature pretending in front of me. You promised Lu Ming, how could you go back on that? What are you trying to act tough for, Wang Yue?"
Seeing Wang Yue's expression suddenly turn very ugly brought me satisfaction; it felt good.
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