Gu Mian was pregnant?
How is that possible!
But their conversation couldn't have been fake, right?
Was Gu Mian really pregnant?
So last time at the café, she wasn't wrong, Gu Mian's nausea and vomiting was indeed a sign of pregnancy!
This bitch, she dared to deceive her!
Yin Luoxue clenched her fists, suppressing the anger in her chest, and returned to her own hospital room.
After she calmed down, she still couldn't figure it out.
If she was pregnant, why would Gu Mian propose a divorce?
Shouldn't she rely on the pregnancy to secure her position as Madam Li?
Could it be that the child wasn't Li Tingshen's?
Right, Gu Mian had been in prison, how could she possibly conceive Li Tingshen's child!
It might be that she had relations with some random man in prison and got pregnant with a bastard child—she had heard that some prisons had these disgraceful sexual dealings!
That must be it!
Yin Luoxue laughed out loud.
Gu Mian, she was doomed!
After thinking it over, if she directly told Li Tingshen about Gu Mian carrying a bastard child, Li Tingshen might always remember being cuckolded whenever he saw her.
So she couldn't tell him herself; she had to let Li Tingshen find out on his own, so it wouldn't affect their relationship.
It would be best to reveal it in front of everyone; the more Li Tingshen lost face, the more he would hate Gu Mian!
Yin Luoxue quickly came up with a plan.
The 5th of every month was the Li Family's unchanging family feast, which was in three days.
If the Li Family discovered Gu Mian's infidelity and that she was pregnant with a bastard child during the family feast, the scene would definitely be spectacular!
...
Unaware of the eavesdropper outside her door, and oblivious to the schemes against her, Gu Mian curiously asked, "Mr. Pei, how did you find out I was pregnant?"
"I often saw you feeling nauseous. You said you studied medicine, so if it were just a stomach or bowel discomfort, you would have sought treatment much earlier. Besides, the symptoms during Xiaobao's mother's pregnancy were exactly the same as yours."
Gu Mian nodded, "Xiaobao's mother must have been a very gentle mother."
"Yes, she was very gentle. She passed away three years ago. My pain has slowly faded with time, but Xiaobao still hasn't forgotten." Pei Jinchuan looked toward his son playing with toys on the hospital bed, "Gu Mian, actually, Xiaobao isn't calling you 'mom' for the first time."
"How can that be? Is it because he lacks maternal love?"
Pei Jinchuan shook his head, "The women he calls 'mommy' are all pregnant. I took Xiaobao for tests and consulted psychologists, and the conclusion was that Xiaobao's sense of smell is more sensitive than average, and pregnant women have a different scent due to hormonal changes."
"Xiaobao's mom died in a car accident when she was already pregnant. Xiaobao was sitting in the car during the accident, and he has forever remembered his mother's scent; that's why he recognizes people with that scent as his mom. That's also why I'm more certain that you're pregnant."
Gu Mian was deeply pained, "Such a young child to go through all this. It's even more regrettable that Mrs. Pei was pregnant when the accident occurred."
"It was a daughter," Pei Jinchuan pressed his throbbing temples, "and she was full-term. I was about to have both a son and a daughter when fate dealt me a fatal blow..."
Gu Mian didn't know what to say, "Mr. Pei, please take care. After all, you still have Xiaobao."
"That's right, for Xiaobao, I need to live well and take care of him as he grows up."
Gu Mian spoke softly, "Mr. Pei, I really like Xiaobao, but I also have my own family to care for, so please accept my resignation."
"Okay, I will find a new caregiver as soon as possible."
"Thank you."
Gu Mian was relieved, took out her phone, removed Li Tingshen from the blacklist, and sent him a message.
Li Corporation's conference room.
Li Tingshen was sitting in the main seat, listening to people below reporting on their work.
Suddenly, his phone vibrated. He picked it up and saw that it was a message from Gu Mian.
"I've resigned already, but I still need to wait until they find a new caregiver before I can leave. Could you please let my uncle's shop continue to operate?"
There was also the previous message: "I've moved out of my uncle's house, please don't make things difficult for him anymore. Alright?"
Li Tingshen curled his lips, her attitude when asking for favors was soft enough, unlike her stubborn and firm resistance in the elevator yesterday.
Li Tingshen raised his hand, and the assistant immediately came over, bowing and saying, "President Li."
Li Tingshen said something, and the assistant quickly left.
...
That evening, as soon as Gu Mian returned to her apartment, she received a call from Wang Shulan, informing her that they could continue to operate.
On the phone, Wang Shulan also scolded Gu Mian a bit, subtly reminding her to ingratiate herself with Li Tingshen.
Gu Mian was used to her mercantilism and did not argue, listening quietly and bidding her goodbye politely.
She was about to take a shower when Li Tingshen's call came in.
Gu Mian swiped to answer, "Tingshen."
"I thought you had blocked me again." Li Tingshen's voice sounded in a good mood, "There's a family dinner in a couple of days, get ready, I'll pick you up."
Gu Mian's fingertips suddenly tightened, "Can I not go?"
"What do you think?" The man countered instead of replying.
Gu Mian did not insist anymore, "Understood."
Gu Mian hung up the phone and sat in silence for a long while before she got up and went to the bathroom to shower.
...
On the day of the family dinner, Gu Mian had asked Pei Jinchuan for leave in advance. At four o'clock in the afternoon, Li Tingshen called on time.
Gu Mian walked out of the hospital, and the Rolls-Royce was already parked at the entrance.
She opened the back seat door and got into the car. After instructing the driver to drive off, Li Tingshen turned to look at the girl beside him.
"Didn't I tell you to get ready? Why are you dressed like this?"
She dressed simply and casually, which would have been fine ordinarily, but the Li Family's dinners were always taken seriously. Not only the women, even the men paid attention to their appearance, nobody would be as casual as her.
Gu Mian spoke lightly, "I'm not going to walk a red carpet, and besides, you never cared what I wore before."
Li Tingshen's brow furrowed slightly.
He seemed to have indeed never cared about Gu Mian's attire and grooming before, never at all.
Gu Mian turned her head to look out the car window.
It's not that she hadn't dressed up in the past; she did not want to embarrass Li Tingshen at the family dinners.
But in the end, she was always sent to the kitchen to work, barely distinguishable from a servant.
"Are you still caregiving at the Pei Family?"
Li Tingshen suddenly spoke, interrupting Gu Mian's thoughts.
Gu Mian, thinking he was referring to her previous affairs, hurriedly explained, "Mr. Pei hasn't found a new caregiver yet, so I still need to stay and help for now."
Gu Mian always thought Xiao Bao was well-behaved, unlike what the previous nurses described as a difficult-to-serve little tyrant.
But she finally saw what they meant over these two days, as he drove away seven caregivers who came to try out in just two days.
No matter how tough or gentle they were, coupled with his manic depression, even Pei Jinchuan couldn't handle him.
...
Half an hour later, the Rolls-Royce stopped outside the Li Family's mansion.
As soon as she got out of the car, Gu Mian heard Yin Luoxue's coquettish voice, "Tingshen, Brother!"