"Sir, you’re back." Aunt Wu quickly stepped forward to take Qin Zhuan’s briefcase. Qin Zhuan gave a light "嗯" and walked past Aunt Wu toward the stairs. "Sir." Aunt Wu suddenly called out to him. Qin Zhuan paused his steps and turned to look at her. Aunt Wu bit her lip and spoke softly, "Madam seems to be feeling a bit unwell. I tried to persuade her to go to the hospital, but she refused. She also asked me not to tell you. I’m afraid something might happen to her, sir, you should go check on her. The first three months of pregnancy need special attention...." Qin Zhuan nodded: "I understand." Watching Qin Zhuan’s figure disappear into the hallway, Aunt Wu sighed lightly, "I hope they can get through this hurdle." Qin Zhuan stood at Ji Die’s room door, his raised hand poised to knock, hesitated for a moment. Just at that moment of hesitation, his phone suddenly rang. He pulled out his phone, glanced at it, and answered the call. Suddenly, his expression changed drastically. He turned and was about to leave. His footsteps paused, he looked back at the room door, his eyes showing a struggle, ultimately he turned and left without looking back. Ji Die stood by the window, watching Qin Zhuan’s car drive out of the villa gate, her fingers tightly clutching the curtain. A touch of darkness crossed her eyes. Aunt Wu saw the sir had just returned and hastily left again, his face urgent as if there was a monumental matter awaiting him. She was worried about the madam’s health, pacing back and forth outside the room several times, she knocked on the door: "Madam, are you okay?" "嗯" A weak female voice came from inside. "Madam, does your belly still hurt?" After a while, a weak female voice replied, "I’m fine...." Then there was no more sound. Aunt Wu waited outside the door until midnight, feeling something was off. She tried knocking again, but this time there was no response. Could the madam have fallen asleep? She turned, ready to go back to her room to sleep. But thinking again, she still felt uneasy, walked over and pressed her ear to the door, listening carefully to the sounds inside. Suddenly, she frowned, she seemed to hear the madam’s painful cries, weak like a mosquito, she hurriedly reached out to knock on the door: "Madam, madam, what’s wrong?" She anxiously turned around, running downstairs to call the sir, dialed three times but no one answered. What is the sir so busy with? After hanging up, she ran to the storeroom to get the spare bedroom key, ran back to open the door, to see a person curled up on the big bed, head buried in the covers, the whole body shrimp-like folded, weak moans coming from beneath the blanket. Aunt Wu was shocked, hurriedly peeled back the blanket, "Madam... what’s wrong?" The person under the blanket, hair soaked with sweat clinging to the temples, face pale, seemed suppressing immense pain. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs N0velFire.ɴet Aunt Wu reached out to touch her forehead, it was cool. "Madam, I’ll take you to the hospital." Speaking, she was going to help her up from the bed, Ji Die opened her eyes a slit, pushed her away, body falling heavily back to the bed. A hand fell on her lower abdomen, brows tightly furrowed. "Madam, is your belly hurting?" Aunt Wu feared something might be wrong with the child, it must not be taken lightly, but the sir wasn’t home at this critical time, she couldn’t help but feel a pang of resentment towards him, madam struggling with pain and he wasn’t there, what use is such a man to marry? Ji Die didn’t speak, only moaned, rolling over, seeing the crimson beneath her, she was startled: "Madam...." She hurriedly went out to call 120, madam’s child must not have any problems. Tonight’s emergency vehicle seemed particularly slow, Aunt Wu anxiously paced in circles, finally the emergency vehicle arrived, a young nurse carried Ji Die onto the vehicle, although thinking this frail girl would be challenging to lift, but surprisingly she carried Ji Die and walked swiftly, she couldn’t even catch up while running. Feeling in her heart how dedicated the nurses were nowadays. Aunt Wu was about to get on the emergency vehicle to go to the hospital, then saw the sir’s car returning, hesitated a moment, but Ji Die couldn’t afford any further delay, gritted her teeth, and turned to board the emergency vehicle. Upon learning Ji Lanyi was still alive, he had someone investigate, a week passed, then just now some news came, saying someone resembling Ji Lanyi appeared at a bar, he immediately rushed over, that person indeed looked like Yiyi, but was merely a resemblance, in appearance and temperament, considerably different from Yiyi. Thinking of that woman approaching him proactively made him nauseated, Yiyi would never look at him in that way, she was proud like a soaring Phoenix, not a flirtatious woman of the night.