Chapter 4

It wasn’t until four or five in the morning that I finally fell asleep.

I had many dreams, sometimes about my mother, sometimes about Li Zemu.

In the dream, he coldly took me to the hospital, forcing me to abort the child in my belly.

“Xia Wanlv, you should be clear about your identity.”

That’s what he said.

When I woke up, it was already noon.

Originally, I thought Li Zemu wasn’t home, but as soon as I reached the balcony door, I heard him on the phone.

From the other end of the line came the voice of his childhood friend, Gu Chen.

It was a bit noisy over there, so Gu Chen’s voice was loud, and I heard it clearly.

“Mu, Sirong has already arrived, where are you?”

“Still at home, I’ll be there soon.”

“Alright, hurry up, everyone is waiting for you to cut the cake. By the way, have you dealt with your little canary? Don’t let Sirong see her, or there’ll be trouble.”

“Don’t worry, I know what to do.”

After hanging up, Li Zemu went downstairs, probably preparing to meet Shen Sirong.

I quietly finished washing up and then went to the first floor to eat.

To my surprise, he hadn’t left yet.

Li Zemu was leaning on the sofa, smoking, seemingly deep in thought.

I thought for a moment and decided to approach him, helping him with his tie.

We were very close, and as our breaths mingled, his gaze stayed on me.

Before leaving, he said gently, “Don’t go out today, wait for me to come back, I have something to tell you.”

“Okay.”

What else could it be?

Probably telling me to leave quickly.

After all, his beloved has returned.

Two hours later, Shen Sirong updated her social media with a new post.

She posted a picture of the cake and a photo with Li Zemu.

Caption: [Back, everything as it was.]

Over the past three years, I had heard many things about Shen Sirong.

I heard that she and Li Zemu were childhood sweethearts, and she was the one that got away whom he had loved for many years.

In this villa we live in now, there is a large room specifically reserved for Shen Sirong.

And back then, the reason Li Zemu donated to our school was because it was Shen Sirong’s alma mater.

In the photo, the two of them looked perfect, their smiles radiant.

I had to admit, they were indeed a good match.

Whether in family background or appearance, they were like the prince and princess in a fairy tale.

As for me, I was just a substitute after Shen Sirong went abroad, responsible for satisfying Li Zemu’s physical needs.

That night, I waited on the living room sofa until midnight, but Li Zemu didn’t come back.

The next day, news of him and Shen Sirong entering and leaving a hotel together made the headlines.

As I watched, I suddenly felt a wave of nausea and rushed to the bathroom to retch.

After washing my face, I looked at my pale reflection in the mirror.

Suddenly, I made up my mind.

I had to leave.

Otherwise, I would become a shameful third party.

And my child would never be able to hold their head high.