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Du Huiru couldn't help but sigh. If Fu Wan Jing were still around, she would undoubtedly be the best daughter-in-law of the Lu Family. In terms of both appearance and background, she was a perfect match for them. However, that girl hadn't been in touch for several years now.
Lu Tianyang was feeling restless as he drove around. A figure with a slightly protruding belly caught his eye, but by the time he waited for the traffic light to change, the person had vanished. He couldn't help but chuckle bitterly to himself. Lu Tianyang thought, "Don't blame Ye Ya for calling you boring back then. How could you see a woman and think she resembles her? For her, a child would just be a burden." After the light turned green, Lu Tianyang drove away.
The night was enchanting, with neon lights adorning the city. Lu Tianyang accelerated, trying to shake off those annoying thoughts. In truth, what troubled him most wasn't the blind date his mother had arranged; it was that he still found himself thinking about that heartless woman.
Time is like a ruler; everything can be measured by it. Perhaps Ye Ya and Lu Tianyang were like two rays extending from a point, and as time passed, those rays would eventually converge at some point due to fate.
Days went by, and after enduring the toughest period of opening their business, Moya Fashion Store's sales began to improve significantly. Besides Xiao Yu, they hired two more people, which made things a bit easier for Ye Ya and Tao Momo.
Originally, Ye Ya planned to hire an additional assistant for Tao Momo, but Tao Momo insisted on bringing in another person because Ye Ya's belly was growing larger, making it increasingly difficult for her to move around. They couldn't let her take on too much work. The profits from Moya Fashion Store had begun to accumulate after deducting expenses; they were earning more than in typical jobs, and their funds were gradually recovering.
In winter, Ye Ya introduced new marketing strategies just in time for the Spring Festival, which brought a surge of business to Moya Fashion Store.
At this moment, Ye Ya was already over six months pregnant. In three months, she would finally meet her child. She managed all the store's accounts herself; aside from paying wages and rent, she realized that they had recouped all their initial investments and even had several thousand dollars left over to split between them.
Although those several thousand dollars didn't seem like much at first glance, they marked a successful beginning for them. While tapping on her calculator, Ye Ya said, "Mo Mo, business is getting better and better! After the New Year, when we launch our spring collection, we can start planning for a branch store."
Moya Fashion Store gradually gained popularity in Ning Cheng. Many young professional women took pride in wearing Moya Fashion clothes; this was something Tao Momo was particularly proud of.
She lounged on Ye Ya's small sofa while munching on potato chips. "Xiao Ya, I’ll follow your lead on this. But let’s not rush into opening a branch store just yet; after the New Year, your baby will be arriving soon. I’m worried you won’t have enough time to manage everything."
"You’re right, Mo Mo. Thank you." Without Tao Momo's support, Moya Fashion Store wouldn't have achieved such success. Now Miss Tao had become an important figurehead for the store; many customers came specifically because of her.
"Xiao Ya, who are we kidding? If we keep talking like this, I might get upset," Tao Momo said with some dissatisfaction. Back in college, they were practically inseparable; if it weren't for Ye Ya’s unwavering support, she wouldn’t have achieved what she had today.
Ye Ya decided to pause her plans for opening a new store. She thought about how after giving birth, she likely wouldn't have much time to manage the clothing business in the following months since there would be so much preparation needed for the baby.
She even bought a small crib specifically for infants in her room but figured that the baby would probably end up sleeping with her anyway.
She read many books about childbirth and knew that hiring a postpartum doula was essential. With a baby on the way, Ye Ya felt that everything she did would be worthwhile.
After the Spring Festival passed, aside from phone calls from Ye Bo and her father, Ye Ya received no further calls from anyone in the Ye Family. At that moment, her father was enjoying romantic moments in France as he painted his dreams of romance.
Ye Ya had become more tolerant since becoming a mother. With her father absent, she was still able to live well on her own.
As winter slowly passed, the snow-white landscape transformed into the green attire of spring. The willow branches swayed in the wind, sprouting new buds despite the lingering chill.
Counting the days, Ye Ya estimated that her baby was due in April. With the help of Tao Mama, she had hired a suitable postpartum doula.
One evening, Ye Ya lay in bed, her feet beginning to swell. Listening to prenatal music, she felt the little one moving its hands and feet, making her feel as if the child was very close and could sense her presence.
Every day, Ye Ya only managed to visit the store in the afternoons, but she was often sent back by Tao Momo. Moya Fashion Store was thriving, even attracting attention from local television stations for interviews. During such times, Ye Ya usually stood in the background while Tao Momo handled everything with ease, enhancing Moya Fashion Store's reputation.
No one knew that this successful Moya Fashion Store was opened by Ye Ya, who once had a tarnished reputation as the Ye Family Young Lady.
In late spring, Ning Cheng experienced a spring rain. Ye Ya felt at ease waiting at home for her child's arrival. She planned to check into the hospital a week early to ensure a smooth delivery.
However, life is often unpredictable; the baby arrived nearly half a month earlier than expected, catching Ye Ya off guard.
Just after stepping out of the shower one evening, she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. At first, she thought it was just her imagination, but as the pain intensified, she realized that her baby was on its way sooner than anticipated.
Fortunately, she had prepared well beforehand. Sitting down on the sofa, Ye Ya quickly called the hospital and then dialed Tao Mama. In this city, Tao Mama was her only reliable support; Mo Mo had gone east for supplies and wouldn’t be back in time.
When Tao Mama received the call, she turned off the television and grabbed Tao Ba with urgency. "Xiao Ya says her stomach hurts; it seems like the baby is about to be born. We need to hurry over; it’s not easy for a girl like her."
At home, Ye Ya endured the pain. The contractions were just beginning and weren't too severe yet; she could still manage. However, outside, the rain grew heavier and pounded against the window, making her anxious as half an hour passed without any sign of an ambulance arriving.
Just then, Tao Mama called again, sounding anxious. "Xiao Ya, how are you doing? With this heavy rain, traffic is likely jammed."
"Tao Mama, my stomach hurts," Ye Ya replied as she tried to take deep breaths.
"Don't worry, dear. The ambulance might be stuck in traffic. If they don't arrive soon, Xiao Ya, don't wait at home—see if any neighbors are available to help take you to the hospital." Tao Mama was frantic; being alone with an unexpected early labor left them unprepared.
After hanging up the phone, Ye Ya reminded herself to stay calm; her child's life depended on her composure. Her water hadn't broken yet. Gritting through the pain, she called the hospital again and was informed that an ambulance had already been dispatched but was delayed due to the heavy rain.
The news was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for Ye Ya.
With her bag in hand, Ye Ya struggled to reach the elevator. Fortunately, a security guard patrolling the area noticed her, and with his help, she finally managed to get into a taxi.
Typically, drivers would refuse to take passengers in such situations, fearing trouble. However, seeing Ye Ya's desperate pleas, the driver’s heart softened.
"Miss, where are your family? It's pitiful that you're all alone," the driver said sympathetically as he accelerated.
The pain in her abdomen was becoming increasingly unbearable, and Ye Ya could hardly speak to the driver. All she hoped for was that her child could hold on a little longer.
In an effort to get Ye Ya to the hospital as quickly as possible, the driver faced an unexpected delay due to rain causing a traffic jam on the elevated highway. This felt like a death sentence for Ye Ya.
Worried about the situation, the driver said anxiously, "Miss, what are we going to do? Once we get off this bridge, we can reach the hospital, but look at how the cars ahead are completely stuck."
He honked desperately, hoping that those in front would make way. But in this weather, his horn was drowned out by the heavy rain within moments.
Realizing there was no other option, the driver glanced at Ye Ya, whose forehead was now beaded with sweat from the pain. "Miss, just hang in there a little longer. I’ll get out and see if I can persuade the cars ahead to move."
Ye Ya nodded weakly. "Thank you, driver."
Looking at the torrential rain outside and then at the hospital just within sight but blocked by traffic, Ye Ya wondered if heaven was testing her.
After a while, the driver returned and opened the window. "Miss, it’s completely blocked ahead. It looks like we won’t be moving anytime soon. What should we do?"
Ye Ya knew that time was of the essence; she couldn't afford to wait in the car any longer. She feared her child wouldn’t be able to wait. Spotting the large red letters of "People's Hospital" just ahead through the rain, she made up her mind to take a chance.
"Thank you so much, driver. The hospital is just up ahead; I’ll walk there," Ye Ya said with what little strength she had left. The driver quickly opened the door for her.
The flimsy umbrella offered little protection against the wind that threatened to turn it inside out. The driver helped Ye Ya out of the car with some difficulty and frustration, thinking to himself that he had become a Good Samaritan today.
He couldn’t bear to leave a pregnant woman about to give birth stranded by the roadside; he could only support Ye Ya as they slowly made their way forward.
Lu Tianyang's car was stuck in traffic. He lit a cigarette, feeling restless as he puffed away in the confined space, smoke curling up into the air. He rolled down the window.
Suddenly, a figure caught his eye, making him forget about the cigarette in his hand. He could hardly believe that the woman he saw in the rearview mirror was actually here.
He leaned out of the car window to confirm her face. Whether it was anger or worry, he didn’t know, but the next moment he jumped out of the car and rushed to her side. Seeing her drenched in rain, her brows tightly knitted, he took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders, shouting angrily, “Ye Ya, you’re really something!” Without hesitation, he picked her up and dashed toward the hospital through the pouring rain.
Ye Ya didn’t want to see Lu Tianyang again, but at that moment, she was incredibly grateful for his presence. “Lu Tianyang, you have to save the baby!”
Lu Tianyang carried her down from the overpass, veins bulging on his forehead in a frightening way. “Shut up! You and the baby will be fine.”
The pain in her abdomen intensified, and Ye Ya clutched Lu Tianyang tightly. The spring rain carried a chill, but the pain made her forget about the cold.
Ten minutes later, Lu Tianyang sprinted into the hospital with Ye Ya in his arms. “Doctor! Save her! You have to save her!”
The hospital staff were startled by Lu Tianyang’s urgency. “Quickly! The amniotic sac has ruptured! Miss, can you hold on?”
Ye Ya nodded. She couldn’t afford to lose consciousness; she hoped for a natural birth as it would be better for the baby.
Watching Ye Ya being wheeled into the delivery room, Lu Tianyang stood at the door with mixed feelings. That deceitful woman had tricked him into believing she had aborted their child. Clearly, this baby was his. How could someone as foolish as her possess so much cunning? If she had been a bit smarter, she could have come to him when she found out she was pregnant. Wouldn’t that have been more beneficial for her than relying on Jing Hao regarding the Ye Family?
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