You Two Already Have a Child?

Inside the Han family hall, the banquet officially began with the appearance of the birthday celebrant.

Han Tianrang stood under the spotlight in a well-tailored suit, beside him, his wife, who had been kept like a caged bird for over twenty years, sat in a wheelchair.

To the guests, they appeared as an enviable couple, their every glance filled with understanding. Stories of Han’s love for his wife only added a romantic touch to their relationship.

However, only Han Xi, standing at the front, could see the indifference in her mother’s eyes.

It was a deep coldness and detachment, as if her soul had long departed, leaving only an empty shell.

Her face wore a smile, but it seemed frozen, stiff and false.

Her eyes were lifeless, devoid of joy or warmth, like two dry wells, deep and hollow.

She seemed numb to the scene, devoid of passion or hope for life.

Meanwhile, her father exuded confidence and pride, clearly satisfied with his status and achievements.

But it was all a facade.

In reality, the couple was estranged, a huge rift between them.

This was why Han Xi preferred keeping Fang Zhou medicated, not wanting him fully aware.

She’d seen this scene many times, turning her gaze away, searching the crowd for Fang Zhou.

After her father’s speech, she planned to announce their marriage with Fang Zhou.

But despite searching the hall, Fang Zhou was nowhere to be found, causing her anxiety.

He’d been gone only a short while; where could he be?

Fang Zhou wasn’t familiar with the place; where could he have gone?

“Thank you all for coming to my humble party. It’s an honor to have so many friends and family at my birthday banquet…”

Han Tianrang’s opening words sounded like a ticking clock to Han Xi, each word echoing, “Fang Zhou hasn’t run off, has he?”

Finally, Han Xi couldn’t sit still, rising to search behind the guests.

Everyone’s attention was on her father, few noticing her departure.

Only her mother noticed, a glint in her eye, but she remained expressionless.

Leaving the main hall, Han Xi found the security staff, quietly asking, “Where is he?”

Before leaving, she’d instructed them on security, ensuring Fang Zhou didn’t leave alone, holding them responsible if anything happened.

The security pointed toward another building, saying, “He went to the greenhouse with a lady. There’s security outside.”

A lady?

Han Xi narrowed her eyes, considering.

The guests were wealthy or influential; few could enter.

And how many could recognize Fang Zhou?

“Follow me.”

To prevent any mishaps, Han Xi couldn’t let them act under her nose, hurrying to the greenhouse.

Inside, three or four people stood, crowded near the entrance.

The man discreetly stepped back, distancing himself from the three women.

“What are you all doing here?”

Standing outside, having overheard the conversation, were Chu Xinran and Qin Yun.

One wore a white evening gown, the other a red trailing dress, standing together like runway models, drawing attention.

But neither was focused on showcasing themselves.

They stared at Qiao Sisi and Fang Zhou, eyes sharp.

“If we hadn’t come, how would we know you two already have a child?”

Qin Yun smirked, her gaze icy.

Who would’ve thought, Fang Zhou missing just over a month, now had a child involved.

This was no trivial matter; a new life couldn’t be easily dismissed.

Even if Fang Zhou didn’t recognize them, once he did, Qiao Sisi would be harder to let go.

Standing outside, hearing their conversation, her heart burned with jealousy and anger.

A voice urged her, “KILL” She wanted to burst in, end it for them.

But another voice cautioned, “Don’t…” Her inner reason warned against it.

Fortunately, Qin Yun wasn’t impulsive.

After deep breaths, she calmed, speaking to Fang Zhou evenly.

Chu Xinran, no longer timid, looked at Fang Zhou with intensity.

She couldn’t understand, Qiao Sisi was only a few days ahead, yet she was pregnant?

While she remained unaffected.

Did it really depend on constitution?

Chu Xinran doubted, her gaze on Qiao Sisi filled with skepticism.

“Is it really that accurate, Sister Sisi?”

How many times had they been together, really pregnant?

Her sweet voice was like a songbird, but to Qiao Sisi, it wasn’t pleasant.

She knew Chu Xinran’s subtext, questioning her honesty.

Facing their scrutiny, Qiao Sisi held Fang Zhou’s arm tightly, like a lifeline.

“You…”

Fang Zhou felt at a loss, unsure how to explain.

Why should he explain to them?

“This matter, true or not, doesn’t concern you.”

Finally, Fang Zhou spoke.

His gaze steady, not wanting others involved.

“Tomorrow we’ll get a test. If it’s mine, I won’t avoid responsibility. If not, please stay away.”

“Is that okay?”