The luxurious apartment located on the edge of the city. Yanyan sat in the hall, holding a hospital diagnosis report in her hand, her enchanting eyes faintly revealing a hint of sorrow. Auntie came out of the kitchen carrying a plate of fresh fruit and, upon seeing Yanyan’s worried expression in the middle of the hall, opened her mouth slightly, attempting to say something several times. Auntie placed the fruit platter on the coffee table and waited nearby. Yanyan waved the diagnosis report casually, handing it to Auntie, "Hide it." Auntie took it without hesitation, "Alright." With that, she headed to her bedroom with the results. Yanyan lay sideways on the sofa, with the indoor heating on, so she was only wearing a thin mulberry silk nightdress, which appeared smooth and silky at a glance, with an excellent texture. At this moment, she lay there in an extremely weary position, dark circles around her eyes indicating her poor sleep quality during this period. After hiding the diagnosis result, Auntie returned to the hall. "Auntie, what do you think of this matter?" Yanyan’s tone was lazy and languid, sounding weak and listless. Seeing her in this state, Auntie’s heart ached visibly, "Miss Yanyan, you shouldn’t indulge Mr. Su’s whims so recklessly; the child is important!" As she said these words, Auntie lowered her head, her sallow face filled with shame and embarrassment. After all, whenever Mr. Su came to Miss Yanyan’s place, the ridiculous things he did, Auntie hadn’t seen them firsthand, but she had personally tended to Yanyan’s disarray afterwards. So, no one understood Mr. Su’s actions better than Auntie. "He only just started to rely on me. If I hand him over to someone else, I won’t be satisfied." Yanyan’s eyes narrowed slightly, a trace of indignation passing over her face. "But, the child in your belly..." Auntie couldn’t help but try to comfort her, but was interrupted. "I know my limits," Yanyan lowered her head, uncertainty flickering in her eyes. Su Jianteng was a brute, especially when the two of them were together; he never cared about her feelings. However, recently his personality drastically changed; whenever they were together, he would cover her face with something, and then have his way. At that moment, she always felt like the man seemed to think of another woman through her! Just that, she had no evidence. Yanyan propped herself up, took a cherry from the coffee table, and put it in her mouth. After biting it, the juice burst out, extremely sweet! Seeing that Yanyan didn’t take this matter to heart, Auntie sighed inwardly, refraining from advising further. Moreover, since she was now pregnant, constantly bringing up unpleasant topics would affect her mood. Seeing the blanket on her fall to the ground, Auntie bent down to pick it up and covered Yanyan’s swollen belly again. A sound came from the door. Yanyan was too familiar with it. She put her hands over her belly and quickly stood up towards the entrance, calling out in a sweet, soft voice, "Jianteng..." Read complete versıon only at 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢•𝓷𝓮𝓽 The woman’s enchanting voice caused the man, who was changing shoes, to shudder. Su Jianteng, wearing slippers, watched as Yanyan walked towards him step by step, the love in the woman’s eyes offering him a satisfaction his ego had never experienced before. Especially after the unpleasantness with his wife, it dissipated instantly at the sight of the graceful woman. "Why not just lie down obediently? It’s not like I’m going to run away." Su Jianteng joked, as he casually wrapped an arm around her waist. Yanyan naturally draped her arms around the man’s neck, "I missed you." She dragged out the last note, making the man’s heart melt. Su Jianteng stared directly at the increasingly plump woman in front of him, gathered her up in his arms, and urgently stepped toward the bedroom, "It’s only been a short while..." "I just want to see you all the time!" Auntie blushed and retreated to the kitchen. Only when she could no longer hear the sweet, cloying whispers did she finally breathe a sigh of relief. It was a bit early to cook at this hour, and looking at the neat and tidy kitchen, Auntie helplessly decided to clean it again. When she came out of the kitchen, she vaguely heard rustling noises coming from the door. As the sounds grew sharper, she quickened her pace towards the entrance, only to see a large door being pushed open, its lock clearly picked. Auntie was stunned, staring at the group standing at the door. Leading the group was a woman dressed like a wealthy lady, adorned with jewelry from head to toe, her face heavily made-up. At this moment, her face was taut, faintly revealing a trace of anger. Auntie stood trembling, momentarily forgetting to turn and call someone. Until the lady at the door glanced back at her entourage. The group of lock-pickers left reluctantly, unwilling to involve themselves further. Mrs. Su, stepping forward in her high heels, walked straight inside. Her heels clicked loudly on the floor, "thud, thud, thud." Auntie looked at her in a panic, watching as she entered the hall without even changing shoes, mumbling, "Who are you looking for?" Mrs. Su stopped, glanced at Auntie. Auntie immediately fell silent, feeling a sense of foreboding for some reason. Mrs. Su surveyed her surroundings. The apartment wasn’t big, but the furniture and decor were nothing ordinary. As she looked around, her mouth twitched slightly, and she composed herself, walking down the corridor. Seeing this, Auntie reached out to stop her, her expression turning odd, but upon meeting the woman’s warning gaze, she retracted her hand fearfully. Mrs. Su passed through the hallway, hearing the woman’s coquettish voice... Following that, the familiar male voice came through the door crack. Mrs. Su clenched her hand into a fist, approaching the door in a few steps and knocking angrily. "Bang, bang, bang..." "Bang, bang, bang..." Ignoring the pain in her hand, Mrs. Su pounded the door with all her strength. "Auntie, what are you doing!" Yanyan’s slightly hoarse voice called out, tinged with a hint of reproach. "Su Jianteng, get out here!" Mrs. Su stood outside, yelling fiercely inside. Her eyes were wide, glaring like daggers aimed at someone’s heart. "Su Jianteng, come out..." Auntie watched the woman’s emotional outburst, already surmising her identity, feeling a tightening anxiety for Miss Yanyan in the bedroom. Miss Yanyan was still pregnant, and considering the current predicament... Auntie’s face darkened, starting to worry about Yanyan’s well-being, thinking that Miss Yanyan must not be harmed in any way.