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墨書 Inktalez
After Xinchuan and Zhang Yunxin left, I finally stepped out of the hospital.
I stood at the entrance and called Qiqi, asking where she was.
On the phone, Qiqi said she was upstairs and told me to wait at the door; she would be down shortly.
I acknowledged her and hung up, obediently waiting at the entrance.
However...
The person I waited for was not Qiqi.
“Anan? What are you doing here?”
“!!!”
Hearing the voice behind me, I froze, hesitant to turn around.
The speaker quickly approached me.
He grabbed my arm, concern etched on his face. “Anan, where did you stay last night? It’s so cold; why are you dressed so lightly?”
“I…”
Before I could respond, Xinchuan had already taken off his coat and carefully draped it over my shoulders.
Looking at his serious expression, there was not a trace of guilt on his face.
Instead, it was me.
I stammered, unable to say a complete sentence for a long time.
At that moment, Zhang Yunxin appeared from behind Xinchuan.
She looked surprised to see me. "Jiang An? What are you doing here..."
Zhang Yunxin seemed to want to ask why I was here.
However, noticing the awkward atmosphere between me and Xinchuan, she quickly changed her tone. "Xinchuan, since Jiang An is here, you two should have a good chat. I can just take a taxi back by myself; there's no need to see me off."
"You should still take her back. After all, she's pregnant; it's not safe for her to take a taxi alone."
Before Xinchuan could respond, I interjected coldly.
Hearing this, Zhang Yunxin looked at me in confusion. "How did you know I was pregnant?"
Before she finished speaking, she turned to Xinchuan. "Did you tell Jiang An just now?"
"Yeah."
Even though Xinchuan hadn't mentioned it to me earlier, he admitted it without hesitation.
I saw him frown slightly, probably having guessed that I was following them.
But he didn’t confront me about it.
He changed the subject, as if he wanted to explain something to me.
He took the initiative to say, "Anan, I promised Mr. Zhong that I would take Cindy back to the hotel. Would you accompany us? Later, I'll take you out for dinner, and we can chat."
"Mr. Zhong?"
The name sounded somewhat familiar to me.
After thinking for a moment, I recalled that it was a name I had seen on Zhang Yunxin's phone before.
"That's my boyfriend," Zhang Yunxin explained from the side. "We're getting married soon."
"Ah?"
Hearing this, I was taken aback.
I had originally thought that this so-called "Mr. Zhong" was just an excuse concocted by Xinchuan and Zhang Yunxin.
Could it be that such a person actually exists???
I looked at Xinchuan and Zhang Yunxin with a mix of skepticism and curiosity.
Zhang Yunxin smiled happily as she gently touched her belly.
Seeing this action, I was momentarily stunned.
This...
It seemed like Mr. Zhong was actually the father of the child in her womb?!
What about Xinchuan?
What was his situation?
If he had nothing to do with Zhang Yunxin's child, then why was he accompanying her for the Prenatal Checkup?
Isn't that something only the child's father would do?!
I was completely confused.
After hesitating for a moment, I decisively nodded in agreement with Xinchuan.
"Alright, I'll accompany you to take her back."
I wanted to see if this so-called Mr. Zhong really existed!
Xinchuan had driven my car last night, and today he was using my vehicle.
As I got into the car, I couldn't shake off a sense of unease.
What if I got in this vehicle and they dragged me off to some godforsaken place to bury me alive?
But when I saw Zhang Yunxin mention "Mr. Zhong" with such conviction, my curiosity got the better of me.
So, before getting in, I quickly sent a message to Qiqi, briefly explaining what had just happened, and I reminded her repeatedly—
"If I don’t reply to you for a while, you must remember to call the police!!!"
With Qiqi providing remote support, I felt a bit more at ease.
I put my phone away and instinctively walked over to the driver's seat. Just as I was about to open the door, Xinchuan stopped me.
"I'll drive."
As he spoke, he naturally took my hand and led me to the passenger side, carefully opening the door for me.
It dawned on me that I almost ended up being their driver…
I pouted slightly.
Turning around, I noticed that Zhang Yunxin had already settled into the back seat without prompting.
Reluctantly, I took my place in the passenger seat.
But whenever I thought of Zhang Yunxin behind me, I couldn't shake off a sense of discomfort.
In this awkward atmosphere, the car slowly pulled out of the parking lot...
Throughout the journey, I noticed in the rearview mirror that Zhang Yunxin kept his head down, absorbed in his phone.
Xinchuan drove attentively.
Whenever we encountered a red light, he would turn to look at me.
It seemed he had something to say, but he never voiced it.
I was too preoccupied to pay him any mind.
Once the car hit the highway, I remained alert, watching his driving route closely.
I feared he might take me to some remote area.
However, it seemed I was overthinking it.
The car continued through the bustling heart of the city, surrounded by a constant flow of vehicles and pedestrians.
Yet...
Looking at this route, something felt off.
I thought for a moment, furrowing my brow as I asked Xinchuan, "Aren't we supposed to take her back to the hotel? This route seems wrong."
I had previously taken Zhang Yunxin home, so I knew where she lived.
However, the direction the car was heading now was completely opposite.
Before Xinchuan could respond, Zhang Yunxin hurriedly replied from the back, "I don't stay at that hotel anymore."
"Oh really? Where are you staying now?" I asked cautiously.
"Hua Yi Hotel," Zhang Yunxin answered without hesitation. "It's the one near Xinchuan's company."
After saying this, she seemed worried that I might misunderstand something and quickly added, "I've been working at their company lately, so it’s more convenient to move there. Plus, my boyfriend's family lives nearby."
"I see..."
Hua Yi Hotel.
I was familiar with that place.
Last time, I saw Xinchuan and Zhang Yunxin go in and out of that very hotel!
Hearing Zhang Yunxin feel the need to explain further made me think she was just trying to cover something up.
But I didn't press for more questions aggressively.
Truth or falsehood.
I would know when I saw Mr. Zhong later.
A little over ten minutes later.
The car indeed stopped downstairs at Hua Yi Hotel.
After Xinchuan parked the car, he turned to me and said, "Anan, I'm going to help Cindy bring a few things upstairs. You wait for me in the car, and I'll be right back, okay?"
I opened my mouth to respond, but Zhang Yunxin interrupted, "No need to trouble yourself; I already had him come down to meet me."
"…"
As soon as Zhang Yunxin finished speaking, a middle-aged man in a casual suit and gold-rimmed glasses walked out of the hotel and approached us.
Seeing him, Zhang Yunxin immediately opened the door and got out of the car, hurrying over to him.
Through the car window, I saw them embrace affectionately first, then the man gently kissed Zhang Yunxin on the forehead...
WTF?!
I was momentarily stunned.
The situation at hand...
It seems that this Mr. Zhong is not just making excuses?!
But...
If this Mr. Zhong is indeed Zhang Yunxin's fiancé and the father of her child...
Then Xinchuan...
Could it be that I have been misunderstanding them all along???
I felt completely frozen, as if turned to stone, sitting in the car.
I watched as Xinchuan got out and greeted Mr. Zhong. He took a bunch of things from the trunk and handed them over, then said his goodbyes...
My brain felt like an old computer that had crashed.
No matter how I tried to process it, there was no response at all.
It wasn't until Xinchuan turned back to the car and asked me what I wanted to eat that I finally snapped back to reality.
Ignoring his question, I urgently asked, "That man just now—he's Zhang Yunxin's fiancé?"
"Yes, his name is Zhong Wenyuan. He's Zhang Yunxin's superior and is in charge of their group's domestic market."
Xinchuan finished speaking and smiled helplessly. "Anan, I really didn't lie to you. My relationship with Zhang Yunxin is purely professional. You saw it yourself; she's pregnant and about to get married. How could there be anything between us?"
"But she..."
I furrowed my brows tightly, feeling as if they were twisted like a pretzel.
Something felt off, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.
Xinchuan smiled again and gently asked, "I know you have a lot of questions, but we can't just stand here in front of the hotel, can we? So, what do you want to eat? Let's go to the restaurant and talk slowly, okay?"
"Alright."
Given the situation before me, I truly didn't know how to react.
Just half an hour ago, I had made up my mind to completely cut ties with Xinchuan.
But now...
I really couldn't figure out what was going on.
At the restaurant.
The table was filled with all my favorite dishes, yet I couldn't muster any appetite.
My mind kept replaying the scene I had just witnessed...
When Zhang Yunxin was with Mr. Zhong, every move they made seemed so natural, as if they were not just putting on a show.
So, did I really misunderstand?
I looked up at Xinchuan.
He was seriously peeling shrimp for me.
Aside from looking a bit thinner and more haggard...
This man before me seemed just like he used to be.
Gentle and attentive, caring for me in every way.
As if nothing had changed at all.
But how could I explain all the things that had happened during this time?
I shook my head abruptly, reminding myself to stay alert and not be deceived by Xinchuan's gentle and harmless facade.
Clearing my throat, I spoke seriously, "Xinchuan, can we talk seriously now?"
"Of course."
Xinchuan answered me without hesitation.
As he spoke, he set down what he was holding, carefully wiped his hands, and then focused intently on me, no longer doing anything else.
Seeing his attitude, I felt somewhat satisfied, so I continued to ask him, "You said you have nothing to do with Zhang Yunxin, so why did you accompany her for her Prenatal Checkup today?"
"I just happened to have some samples to deliver to her, so I went to the hospital to find her. Mr. Zhong has a meeting this afternoon and didn't have time to pick her up, so he asked me to drop her off on my way."
"Then the child in her belly... is really not yours?"
"Huh?" Upon hearing my question, Xinchuan couldn't help but chuckle before answering, "Anan, what are you thinking? That child is definitely not mine."
"But even if the child isn't yours..." I frowned and changed my question, "Forget it for now. First tell me, those letters you hid in the storage room, who are they written for?"
"Those letters, actually..."
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