My Scheming Little Devil

Her eyes were filled with a compelling brightness. She was determined to protect her child at all costs.

"This doesn’t just depend on me, but more on you. You must get better, you can’t exhaust yourself any further, and you certainly can’t have any major mood swings. If not, you’ll truly miscarry. You must have someone to take good care of you."

Ye Lu finally relented, gritted her teeth and called the sanatorium.

In the afternoon, Yan Yu rushed over.

Seeing her daughter’s pale face and listless spirit, her heart ached. She hugged her daughter lying on the hospital bed and said, "What on earth happened? How did you end up in the hospital?"

"Mom..." The sight of her truly concerned relative made Ye Lu tear up. She nestled her aggrieved heart on Yan Yu’s chest, finding a sliver of warmth there.

"Mom, I fell in love with the wrong person again. When he confronted me in the hospital about my pregnancy, you said his love didn’t seem fake. Many people said he felt something for me, and by the end even I believed that he truly loved me.

Like a moth to a flame, I naïvely rushed in, only to end up burning myself. He was simply toying with me. All his tender care was false. He gave me a taste of happiness then tore it apart with his own hands.

In reality, he was right. I was the foolish one. I already knew he didn’t take me seriously, that he would discard me once he was done playing. Yet, as women, we are foolish in love. We see ourselves as princesses until we are bloodied and battered, only then realizing we are nothing but chewed gum." She laughed bitterly. Used up and discarded—reality couldn’t be crueler.

Ye Lu calmly narrated to Yan Yu all that had happened with Third Young Master Jun and the condition of her unborn child.

Listening to her, Yan Yu felt a heart-wrenching pain. Her daughter had been deeply hurt by Third Young Master Jun, and now even the child was in danger. If the child was gone, how could her daughter bear it?

"Child, stop revisiting those things. It will only bring you more pain."

"But Mom, I don’t understand. What did I do wrong? From childhood till now, I have never been truly happy. I’m always so unlucky; humiliated, used, discarded..."

Ye Lu’s voice was hoarse as she recalled the series of events from the past few years.

"But I have never complained about anyone. Why isn’t it enough? Why is it now affecting my child? My heart hurts so much. I don’t care how much hardship I have to endure alone, I accept all that fate has in store for me. But it can’t be so cruel as to want to steal my child’s life."

"It won’t happen. Your baby will be fine." Yan Yu held her trembling daughter tightly.

"I hope so, otherwise I won’t rest until I have justice." Ye Lu gritted her teeth. Surrendering and succumbing to fate only led to more misery. Was she destined to be manipulated by fate forever?

She refused to let even the last shred of her strength be taken away.

She wiped her tears, took a deep breath, and calmed her emotions.

"I can’t afford to be sad anymore. The doctor said that strong emotions can harm the baby. Just because Third Young Master Jun doesn’t want me and the baby, doesn’t mean I’m giving up. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep the baby safe."

"As long as you think like that, it’s good. Lu, you’re always the strongest." Yan Yu said, squeezing her daughter’s hand with relief.

"Mom, after I handle everything, we can take Yuanyuan and Yiyi and get far away. We’ll leave this godforsaken place!"

Revived, she called Ye Yuan, instructing him to proceed as planned.

Ye Yuan asked her where she had gone?

Ye Lu said she had come home late the night before and hadn’t returned. She also told him that she had dropped her phone in water and it was not working at the moment. That morning she had gone to visit her grandmother and asked him to stay home by himself for a few days.