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Chapter 517 - 516: Mu Qiu Suspected to Be Pregnant

Without Cheng Zhirang, Mu Qiu played by herself for a while and left two hours for herself to write and save some drafts.

By dinner time, she had completed her draft task for the day. She hummed a song, went downstairs, cooked some noodles and carefully adorned it with a beautifully fried sunny side egg on top.

Then she propped up her tablet on the dining table, opened a short video app, sat on the high stool, spun around once, and happily began to eat dinner.

The stool was something she had seen in a mall two weeks ago and had it delivered to her little villa.

It’s the kind of round, colorful high stool you see in bars in front of the bar counter, where you can freely turn around. You can also find them in many milk tea and coffee shops.

Sitting on it and spinning around before eating always made her feel that her happiness for the day had doubled.

While eating noodles, she kept bouncing her feet up and down, with the short videos playing one after another without stopping. She just sipped her soup and ate noodles while watching, occasionally bursting into laughter at particularly funny clips.

Her clear laughter echoed in the brightly lit living room. Days and nights alone were also wonderful, fulfilling, and joyful, and the unparalleled feeling of not being disturbed was truly indescribable.

It wasn’t until eight-thirty in the evening did she, accompanied by light music, put the dishes into the dishwasher, half-lay on the sofa for a nap, and allowed herself to zone out, listening to the sounds around.

The sound of the dishwasher working, the slight chirping of insects outside, the beat of her own heart...

"Ring ring ring—"

The shrill ringtone tore a hole in her tranquility and startled her slightly.

Mu Qiu glanced at the incoming call display, there was no remark, but it showed a number from Hai City.

She answered the phone, puzzled.

"Hello? Hi, may I ask who’s speaking..."

"Qiuqiu, it’s Su Jin. Can you come over and help me with something?"

The voice from the other side belonged to someone she hadn’t heard for years, a hint of panic in it immediately causing Mu Qiu to frown.

"Sister Su Jin? Where are you? I’ll come over right away."

It was ten in the evening.

Mu Qiu got off the taxi, buckled up her hat, and walked into the gynecological hospital with her head slightly lowered.

Zhao Yu and Chen Song were truly prophets.

She really did come to a gynecology hospital alone at night, stealthily.

Though the matter wasn’t as they guessed, the end result matched the cliché progression perfectly.

If she were unfortunately caught by paparazzi tonight, there’d be no need to wait until tomorrow. This news would likely hit the trending searches on social media by midnight, with tags such as—

#Mu Qiu Suspected of Being Pregnant#

#Mu Qiu Suspected of Having an Abortion#

#Mu Qiu Appearing Alone at a Gynecology Hospital Suspected of Relationship Change with Cheng Zhirang#

#Mu Qiu Anxiously Seeks Medicine for Childbirth#

And so on and so forth.

But aside from the jokes and worries, she still had to enter this hospital today.

She went straight to the third floor from the lobby and charged into the third ward.

Opening the door, the woman lying on the hospital bed turned to look at her.

"Sister Su Jin." Mu Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, pulled a stool over, and sat next to the hospital bed.

"What exactly happened? You were hospitalized right after you came back? Brother Lin he..."

"Qiuqiu," the woman on the bed gently interrupted, her delicate face somewhat pale, "I didn’t go to see him."

"He didn’t look for you either?" She glanced at the medicine bag beside the bed, then looked at Su Jin. "Are you sick?"

The kind of illness that requires a visit to a gynecology hospital, uterine fibroid? Cervical...cancer?

Su Jin: "I’m pregnant."

"!!?"

Mu Qiu looked at her belly in disbelief: "You’ve been back for less than half a month and didn’t go to see him... Did you give up on Brother Lin?"

Su Jin found it somewhat amusing: "No."

After saying these two words, she seemed to recall something, suddenly became silent, and after a moment, softly said, "He came to see me three months ago."

"Then... you two...???"

Speaking of this, Su Jin was a bit embarrassed as well: "There was a company dinner that day, I got drunk, and I found someone who looked like him standing at the bus stop watching me."

Mu Qiu understood.

Many adult relationships seemed to be completed by a bit of alcohol; this pair was no different.

Even though it felt a bit cliché.

The person who promised not to bother her for life if she didn’t return, crossed the ocean in the middle of the night just to stand at a bus stop and look at her from afar.

And the person who promised never to see him again, after holding out for years, lost it after getting drunk, chased just after seeing a similar figure of a man.

Then after a night together, they parted ways again, each thinking they were still upholding their breakup vows.

A sprawling tale worthy of a million-word romance novel, of broken but restored love stories.

Mu Qiu sighed, asked: "Did you not tell Brother Lin about this?"

Su Jin shook her head.

"I haven’t seen him yet."

"But he must have seen you somewhere. He couldn’t bear it," Mu Qiu said with certainty, adding,

"So even if you don’t want him to know about your pregnancy, it’d be difficult unless you slip away again. But your career just shifted back, making such a big adjustment in the short term would be impossible."

Su Jin lowered her head, in her heart acknowledging that everything she said was right. After a long time, in a voice full of difficulty, she asked: "If I don’t want this child..."

Mu Qiu wasn’t surprised at all, calmly replied: "That’s perfectly okay, it’s your choice. But if you don’t want this child, Brother Lin might be devastated. You know, he might not show any sign of distress out, but deep down, he would be.

Even if you asked him to give up on this child, he might nod and say ’up to you’ but then wouldn’t sleep for several nights."

"And most importantly," she leaned a bit closer, gently asked, "Sister Su Jin, can you bear it?"

Su Jin touched her belly, remaining silent. Even now, she still found it hard to believe that inside her flat belly, there was already a life growing.

Mu Qiu continued speaking softly, her tone much more gentle now compared to the prior calm even cold one, talking from an outsider’s perspective to Su Jin about their past, making Su Jin feel on the verge of tears.

"The two of you have been entangled for so many years, missing out on too much. You and Brother Lin used to be such a perfect couple. Although he doesn’t talk much, he’s willing to do anything for you; although you have a good temper, you would defy elders and teachers, even get angry to defend him.

Even my stubborn old-fashioned parents didn’t want to break you two up in the end. Now, Brother Lin occasionally comes to my house to have meals with my parents, and my dad even actively encourages him to find you.

Nowadays, he doesn’t have much to say, dressed in all black every day, running a line between the company, hotel, and social dinners.

Occasionally when he can’t hold on, he secretly flies to your city, waiting in a place no one knows for you to pass by. Taking a quick glimpse at you, then hurrying back overnight.

Su Jin only felt her throat blocked up, eyes burning.

Mu Qiu gave herself a thumbs up in her mind.

To make up such specific details, even she almost believed she had been watching Zhou Jilin all these years.