Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Mrs. Li's expression turned serious. "Chu Lui and Mrs. Chu, I don't mean to sound bad, but are you confused? How can an operation be without risks when knives are being used? If something happens, what will happen to Manni and my grandchild? Is other people's child more important than our own? Do you really not want a child for your family?"

Song Wan's expression became unnatural at Mrs. Li's words.

It wasn't like that. The child was simply too pitiful. They couldn't bear with it. If they ignored it, that child would be dead. How could they live with that on their conscience?

"Don't go, Lui." Li Manni mumbled in unease. Her complexion was getting worse as though Chu Lui was really dying. She, on the other hand, could not take another blow.

"Ah Lui, it's your decision." In a dilemma, Song Wan threw the issue back at Chu Lui. It was also true that other people's child would always belong to another. They couldn't be blamed for being selfish. After all, this child had not come easy to them. They had waited for four years.

Chu Lui sat down. His right hand clenched into a tight fist. He had never had to struggle with a decision like this before. That child's face appeared in his mind constantly. His temple and brows were hurting from all his rubbing. His eyes shifted to Li Manni's face, and for the first time, he felt bias in his mind. His balance has tilted, and his judgment is now biased.

"Lui, promise me. Can you promise me, please?" Li Manni's tears dripped onto the back of his hand. It hurt him to see her crying.

Chu Lui's eyes were so dark; there was no light in them. He heard his voice. It sounded hoarse to his own ears.

"Alright, I promise."

At last, Mrs. Li relaxed. Her daughter's mood could finally turn better, and she wouldn't have to worry anymore. That way, her grandchild would be able to grow without any worry. Once he's born, he would be the third generation of the Chu family.

However, to everyone's surprise, Song Wan began to cry. She walked over to Chu Jiang and cried as she stood beside him.

It was because of that child whom she had never seen before—a child who was only three years old.

We are sorry. She thought. Please forgive their selfishness. They really had no choice or any other way. Chu Jiang placed his hand on his wife's shoulder. He also sighed softly. Naturally, he was aware of the reason that his wife was crying and sad.

He was having a grandchild. It was supposed to be a joyous occasion. However, for some unknown reason, he felt an unexplainable sadness. Because for this child to be born, another one would have to die.

In this world, who had no parents, and who had no children? One could only say it's fate.

Chu Lui rested his stiff hand on Li Manni's face and caressed gently. "I promise. I won't go for the operation or to save that child. You must lay down and rest well. Don't cry unnecessarily. You are going to be a mother. You need to stop being temperamental."

Initially, Li Manni did not know what Chu Lui was talking about until she heard the word 'mother'. Her eyes brightened. "Lui, are you saying… that… I'm… pregnant? I am with child? Our child?

"Is it true?" She placed her hand on her stomach and caressed gently. There was a child inside. A child they had been waiting for four years.