Sweet Wife in My Arms

"So you know about it too," Zhu Meina smiled miserably. "If I knew this was going to happen, I would never have come to the Sea City, nor accepted anything from the Su Family. I cannot pay a debt with my own life. I cannot."

Yan Huan clasped her own hands. What was going on? She had nothing to do with Su Muran in this life, and also believed that her children will grow up safely and peacefully, because their father was Lu Yi and not Lu Qin. Lu Yi will guide, love, and dote on them.

But why would they target Zhu Meina?

"But you have completely different blood types! Even if…" she said with difficultly, averting her eyes from Zhu Meina's tummy. "Even if you have a child, it shouldn't have to do with her, right?"

"Who says?" Zhu Meina laughed desperately. "The child in my belly is her biological brother."

Yan Huan was so shocked that she couldn't find anything to say.

"You did it with Su Muran's…"

"Haha…" Zhu Meina was laughing and crying at the same time. Just what kind of pain and agony does a woman have to go through to laugh like that?

The materialistic woman Yan Huan once known had withered into a crone.

Zhu Meina was babbling, perhaps due to being out of practice at speech, on how her biological aunt had set her up and made her go through intercourse with her uncle. She might be materialistic, but she had pride and basic morality.

She would never have thought of doing it with her own uncle. Her aunt, cousin, and Pharisaic uncle had trapped and forced her. All they wanted was to save Su Muran with the child in her belly. Now that Su Muran was running out of time, they were going to cut her open to extract her child. Even though it wasn't a child she wanted, this was too much cruelty for her to bear.

So she ran. She didn't know who to turn to; all the people she knew wouldn't dare do something that will offend the Su Family. That's when she chanced upon Lu Yi's car and decided to beg him to save her, an unwanted woman, and her unwanted child.

Lu Yi stopped the car at a red light and reached out to spruce up Yan Huan's clothes.

Yan Huan felt terrible. Her hand tightened around him.

"Relax. It'll be fine."

Yan Huan nodded, feeling a lump in her throat.

Lu Yi turned around to Zhu Meina in the passenger seat.

"If you don't want the child, I'll arrange an abortion for you. If you want to keep the child, I will find you a safe hiding spot. Your choice."

He had done his part by giving her two paths; only Zhu Meina could decide on which one to take.

Zhu Meina caressed her belly and smiled. It was a cold, teary smile.

"I'll keep the child," she said. Why should she go through so much at the hands of her cousin and aunt, and not fight back? If they wanted the child so badly, she would give birth to him. But he wouldn't be Su Muran's medicine. He would become the heir of the Su Family. She will make Su Muran and her mother regret what they had done to her. She will see to it that they get hoisted by their own petard.

Zhu Meina wasn't a weakling who would bend to their will without putting up a fight.

Lu Yi said nothing. The decision was her own. As he said, her decision was her own business, not theirs.

He dropped Yan Huan at the hospital for a check-up. To his relief, Yan Huan was doing fine.

For Zhu Meina, he arranged a private quarter, and doctors and nannies to attend to her needs. Her next four months would be peaceful, with no one to covet her child.

In their previous life, they failed to save an innocent child from an unfortunate fate. This was compensation. No one has the right to harm an innocent child.

Meanwhile, the Su Family was in chaos due to Zhu Meina's disappearance. All of Su Muran's plans were riding on Zhu Meina; where is she to get a cord blood now? According to the doctor, she didn't have much time left. Blood transfusion was losing its effect, not to mention how hard it was to find blood stocks matching her rare blood type.

Lu Qin, yes, she had to find Lu Qin, who had gone off to film in a major production. Didn't Lu Yi have the same blood type as her? All she needed was some blood from him.

With little regard for her body, she flew to Lu Qin's set location, which was only a few hours away. When she arrived, however, she was informed that Lu Qin was staying in a hotel, and not his allocated quarters.

Su Muran had to take a car to the hotel. She wasn't in good shape, and just a bit of walking had made her dizzy and lethargic.

When she alighted the car, a dizzy spell came over her, and she had to grab onto a pole to steady herself. It took her a few minutes to recover from it. She needed a transfusion, she realized. Past time she got one. But there weren't any blood stocks of her blood type left in the hospital. Even if she offered a high price, there's no guarantee that someone will sell it to her; simply because her blood type was too rare.

Panda blood. And what were pandas? National treasures.

If her blood type was commonplace, it would be called cabbage blood and not panda blood.

According to the filming crew, Lu Qin was staying in the hotel before her. She didn't know why he was staying here, but he was there, and that was what mattered.

She found his room and knocked. The dizziness was making her nauseous.

Knock, knock. She tried again. Why wasn't he answering the door? Unwell and moody, she would have kicked the door down if she had enough strength.

The lock tinkled open. She looked up, her eyes fixed on the door.