She bowed her head, clutching her stomach, her heart torn asunder. He’s dead, and if she can’t even keep his child, how could she face him.

"You’re right, if I continue like this, the child definitely won’t survive, I will pull myself together, strive to live on, eat properly, and even if I can’t eat, I must eat, bring me the milk!"

A tear fell, landing on Third Young Master Jun’s hand, scalding him as he quickly withdrew it.

He gazed at her sad yet resilient face, with eyes teary but filled with unyielding strength, feeling both relieved and heartbroken, and he longed to kiss away her tears.

He knew that she has always been the strongest; as long as the child is there, she could always gather herself.

"That’s better, don’t blame me for being too harsh just now, it was also to give you a wake-up call, to make you snap out of your haze," Third Young Master Jun couldn’t help but defend himself, even though she didn’t know it was him, but the way she looked at him with hatred was unbearable to him.

Ye Lu looked up coldly, glaring daggers at him, then pointed to the door.

"There’s a door on the left, get out, don’t see you off."

Third Young Master Jun clenched his teeth, his face alternating between dark and pale, actually being told to leave, he was doing it for her own good, wasn’t he just trying to scare her a little?

Feeling somewhat wronged.

He had intended to use this chance to stay a while longer, to say some comforting words, perhaps even counsel her, take the chance to look at her more, but she gave no room for face.

He could only leave with his tail between his legs.

But in the end, he was relieved. Knowing Ye Lu, now that she had pulled herself together, for the sake of the child’s safety, she would definitely leave soon.

His deep, endless eyes flashed with a dark shade, it was time to start his own plan.

These past few days, he had been diligently scheming, showcasing his talents, striving to gain the trust of the village chief, he knew he was being somewhat hasty, but there was no choice, there wasn’t much time left, he must seize the opportunity to persuade.

Third Young Master Jun left the village clinic and headed directly to the village chief’s house.

...

Mei was picking vegetables in the field, preparing to go home and cook a sumptuous meal for her husband; isn’t it said on TV that keeping a man’s stomach is keeping his heart?

That woman hasn’t left yet, and she felt very uneasy.

"Mei, your husband truly lives up to being a college graduate, he’s really amazing," a fellow villager also came to pick vegetables, looking at her enviously, "Even Doctor Zhang couldn’t handle that dying woman, but once your husband stepped in, he immediately brought her back to her senses, hey, more effective than magic pills."

Mei’s face changed, the vegetables in her hand fell as she felt both anger and jealousy.

He went to see that woman, or to comfort her?

Unable to suppress her anger, that woman indeed came to seduce her husband, did she want to quickly find a new partner just because her man died? Pretending to faint, appearing pitiful, all with ulterior motives.

She stomped her foot hard, grabbed the vegetable basket, and rushed home, preparing to catch them in the act and humiliate that woman harshly, thinking she could win sympathy with her husband dead.

She got back home, was about to change clothes, but then she heard the phone ringing in the living room.

Picking it up, it was her close cousin, she was too anxious, told him to call back later in the evening, but then cousin said a few words that made her face turn pale, the phone slipped from her hand, her eyes showing shock and disbelief.

"Are you serious, you really saw him?"

Ye Lu indeed had rallied herself, despite still feeling grief, she had been trying hard to get better, eating desperately, hoping to recover soon and leave quickly.