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“Lingxi, I think... I might be pregnant.” This sentence was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up waves. I looked at Du Ming, hoping to see a look of surprise on his face.
However, before Du Ming could react, Mr. Du suddenly changed his expression. He stood up abruptly and said excitedly, “What did you say? Say it again!”
I was startled by Mr. Du's sudden reaction and looked at Du Ming in confusion, only to find him wearing a serious expression, as if he had something difficult to say.
“Dad, Lingxi...”
“Don’t speak!” Mr. Du interrupted Du Ming. He took a deep breath, trying to suppress his emotions, turned to me, and spoke sternly, “Lingxi, come with me. I have something to ask you!”
My confusion deepened, but I obediently followed Mr. Du into the room.
As soon as we entered the room, Mr. Du slammed the door shut and turned to stare at me intently. His gaze was complex—there was shock, doubt, and... a hint of fear?
“Lingxi, tell me honestly, is there something about your background that you are hiding from me?” Mr. Du's voice was low and trembled slightly.
I was even more puzzled and shook my head. “Dad, what are you talking about? Don’t you already know my background? My parents died when I was young; it was the director of the orphanage who raised me…”
“Enough!” Mr. Du slammed his hand on the table, interrupting me. He pulled out a letter from his pocket and threw it harshly onto the table. “You read it yourself!”
Confused, I picked up the envelope and opened it. My face instantly turned pale as I read what was written on the paper:
“Du Ming, do you think you married a good wife? Let me tell you, Guo Lingxi is not an orphan at all; she is…”
The letter abruptly stopped there, clearly torn off by someone. But I had already guessed that what followed must be about my background—a secret shocking enough to astonish the Du Family!
My mind felt like it had exploded with countless swirling thoughts that I couldn’t sort out. Who wrote this letter? What secret did my background hold? Why did Mr. Du react so strongly?
My lips trembled as I tried to explain but couldn’t utter a word. Mr. Du looked at me with increasing suspicion in his eyes.
“Lingxi, I know this is sudden for you, but you must tell me the truth.” His tone softened slightly but still carried an undeniable authority. “The letter says you are…”
“Sir, it's bad!” Before Mr. Du could finish speaking, an anxious voice came from outside the door—the butler’s voice—“There are rumors outside saying that Young Mistress is… is…”
“What is it?” Mr. Du turned sharply and asked sternly.
The butler stammered, “They say Young Mistress is an undercover agent sent to undermine the Du Family!”
My heart sank suddenly as an ominous premonition surged within me.
“Nonsense!” Mr. Du shouted angrily. “Who is spreading such rumors outside?”
The butler trembled in fear and replied, “It’s… it’s…”
“It was me who said it; what’s wrong?” A sharp voice came from outside the door. I didn’t need to turn around to know who it was; who else but that scheming woman would take advantage of this moment?
She walked in with a sway of her hips, a smug smile on her face. "What’s wrong, Uncle Du? You can’t really believe she’s innocent, can you? Don’t forget, she is…"
"Enough!" Mr. Du shouted angrily, cutting off the green tea girl. "You have no say here!"
Reluctantly, the green tea girl closed her mouth, but the corners of her eyes still held a hint of glee.
I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. "Dad, I didn’t do anything. I really didn’t…"
"That’s enough!" Mr. Du waved his hand wearily. "Lingxi, I know you’re feeling bad right now, but this matter is serious, and I must proceed with caution. Until we get to the bottom of this, you should stay home and… don’t meet with Ming'er either."
My heart felt like it had been pierced by a needle, pain spreading through me. I looked at Mr. Du, my eyes reddening. "Dad, you… you don’t believe me either?"
Mr. Du turned his head away without saying a word, but his silence was more hurtful than any words could be. I took a deep breath, trying to suppress the grievance and anger rising within me. "Dad, this letter must be a deliberate setup against me. You have to believe me; I would never do anything to disgrace the Du Family!"
Mr. Du rubbed his forehead tiredly. "Lingxi, I know you’ve always been sensible and well-behaved since you were little, but this situation is different. I can’t risk the safety of our entire family. Don’t worry; I will send someone to investigate the truth. For now, just stay at home and don’t go anywhere, alright?"
His tone was gentle, but his attitude was resolute, leaving me no chance for explanation. I bit my lip, holding back tears in my eyes. "Dad, do you really think I’m that kind of person?"
Mr. Du didn’t respond; he simply sighed deeply and turned to walk into the study. Watching his retreating figure felt like a knife twisting in my heart, as if an invisible blade was pulling the distance between us further apart.
Du Ming had been standing silently beside us, his expression dark and foreboding. He glanced toward the study and then at me, hesitating to speak. I knew he was also under immense pressure at that moment—caught between family responsibilities and his feelings for me.
"Lingxi…" he finally spoke up in a low hoarse voice. "I will get to the bottom of this; just give me a little more time, okay?"
I forced a bitter smile and shook my head. "No need; I trust you, but I don’t want you to turn against your family because of me. I will find out the truth myself."
With that, I turned and ran back to my room, unable to hold back my tears any longer as they streamed down my face. Clutching the anonymous letter tightly in my hand, anger and resentment filled my heart. Who am I? Why should I bear these unfounded accusations?
No! I can’t just sit here and wait for things to unfold; I must uncover the truth and clear my name! Wiping my tears away, I opened my wardrobe and began packing a few essentials. Since they don’t believe me, I will find evidence on my own!
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