Chapter Forty-Three: Nannan Is Still Alive?!!

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“Tiantian!”

Lu Tian had been drenched by the rain and was already burning with a high fever.

By the time Fei Jing came rushing down from upstairs, she had already collapsed into a filthy puddle, unconscious.

The security guard hurried to explain, “President Fei, this woman fainted on her own. I…”

“Looking for death!”

With a vicious kick to the chest, he sent the security guard—who had no idea what was happening—flying.

The other security men who had been about to rough Lu Tian up hurriedly shrank back.

One of them secretly sent Lu Youyou a message:

【Wait, Eldest Miss, didn’t you say Lu Tian had offended President Fei and tell us to teach her a lesson?】

“Wife, wake up. Don’t sleep. I’ll take you to the hospital right now. I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

Fei Jing roared, his voice nearly tearing apart.

But before his hand could touch Lu Tian’s feverish body, Li Yanchen beat him to it and swept her up into his arms.

With practiced ease, he took several medicine bottles from his clothes pocket.

There were specialized anti-cancer drugs, along with several painkillers that caused relatively little harm.

Perhaps the medicine worked quickly. Curled up in his arms, Lu Tian gradually regained consciousness, though she remained dazed.

“Miss Lu, are you putting on a worldwide demonstration of what it means to have no common sense?

“Did you forget the emergency number, or are those three digits too hot to touch?”

The moment he opened his mouth, he launched into a sharp-tongued lecture.

Lu Tian did not even need to open her eyes to guess who this insufferable man was.

Her dry, cracked lips moved as she sneered, “Captain Li really is impossible to get rid of. Have you become addicted to playing the hero?”

“Fine. Looks like you’re not going to die. You can still curse me with a fever this high—impressive.”

“Get lost!”

The ice-cold beauty who never swore and never made sarcastic remarks was, for once, trading barbs with Li Yanchen.

Fei Jing stared at them, his scarred hand tightening into a fist.

Drops of blood struck the ground one by one, dispersing into the rainwater.

“Brother-in-law!” Lu Youyou ran to his side with an umbrella, her face full of concern.

Yet in the man’s deep, phoenix-shaped eyes, there seemed to be room for nothing but Lu Tian, who treated him as though he were invisible.

He held it in for a long while before finally speaking hoarsely. “Wife, I’ll take you to the hospital.”

“Are you coming?” Li Yanchen cast Fei Jing a contemptuous sidelong glance.

Lu Tian’s expression was numb and distant. “Yes. I don’t want to see irrelevant people. Let’s go.”

“All right.”

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One carried her like a princess.

The other was carried like one.

And just like that, they left in full view of the crowd, beneath Fei Jing’s furious, almost flaming gaze.

He moved to pursue them. “Li Yanchen, Lu Tian is my wife. Put her down, or I’ll…”

“And what will you do to him?”

Lu Tian gestured for Li Yanchen to stop.

Deliberately, she rested herself suggestively against his broad shoulder, the corners of her lips curling into a mocking, provocative smile.

Fei Jing was flustered. His usual lofty tone held a trace of pleading. “Don’t go. Let me take you to the hospital, all right?”

“But isn’t President Fei supposed to take care of my dear little sister?”

“I…” He desperately wanted to explain.

He wanted to tell Lu Tian that this had merely been an act to make her jealous and bring her home.

Unfortunately, the result had clearly been disastrous.

“There’s no need to explain, President Fei. Since we’re all adults, you want us to play separately, so I’ll grant your wish.”

She still refused to tear through that final layer of pretense.

In truth, when a man cheated during marriage, the more ruthlessly his wife behaved, the more she sacrificed her own dignity.

Lu Tian had grown up among the wealthy. Her pride was stronger than anyone’s.

Sometimes, for the sake of her dignity, she would not even care if her body was hurt.

“Li Yanchen, a multi-type captain with Jinghang Airlines. Today, I’ll formally introduce him to you—he’s my lover. I hope the two of you can get along.”

Every word stabbed viciously into Fei Jing’s heart.

Li Yanchen neither played along nor denied it.

He merely gazed at Lu Tian with an unfathomably complicated expression.

Lu Youyou cried out, “Sister, have you gone mad? Brother-in-law loves you so much. How could you… how could you cheat on him?”

“Then why are you, his sister-in-law, living in my home?”

Those who understood, understood.

Fei Jing nevertheless insisted on pretending to be a fool. “Wife, stop this nonsense. I’ll have Lu Youyou move out immediately. Come home, and we’ll live properly together.”

“Fine. Then Li Yanchen will move into the Fei family estate with me. Does President Fei agree?”

From beginning to end, she was willing to call him only President Fei.

Yet when they had married, they had made promises to each other.

They had sworn that even in death, the words “wife” and “husband” would remain forever on their lips and never change.

“Li Yanchen, take me away.” Lu Tian closed her weary eyes, unwilling to look at that bastard for another second.

The modest car worth more than a hundred thousand sped away.

The old class monitor, who had been watching the spectacle for quite some time, muttered, “Tsk, tsk. What on earth is Lu Tian thinking? She has a powerful man like President Fei and still refuses him, choosing some penniless young man instead?”

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“Brother-in-law, Sister has openly cheated on you. Are you thinking of…”

The young woman seized Fei Jing’s stiff, icy hand and placed it against her lower abdomen. She sounded tentative. “Divorce?”

“No! I will never divorce Lu Tian.”

Even in the next life, Lu Tian could only ever be his wife.

The old class monitor was speechless. “President Fei, we’re old classmates, so let me say something fair. Compared with that shameless fake heiress, Lu Tian, the eldest daughter of the Lu family, is the true suitable match for you.”

“Oh, Class Monitor, don’t praise me so…”

Before she could finish, Fei Jing struck her across the face, leaving it covered in blood and knocking out one of her front teeth.

Lu Youyou tried to pull him away. “Darling, Class Monitor is just blunt. Stop hitting him. Please, for my sake, stop!”

“A plaything? What standing do you have?”

The tenderness he had shown her only days earlier vanished once more because of Lu Tian.

Fei Jing seized her long, silky hair and yanked it downward.

Her delicate, rosy face was forced upward.

“Boo-hoo… Darling, it hurts. I’m in so much pain. Please… please don’t treat me like this!”

The girl sobbed, terrified out of her mind.

The man slapped her with the back of his hand.

“Tiantian is a height you could never reach in your entire life. Someone who can sell her body for money should at least know her place.”

All the humiliation he had suffered at Lu Tian’s hands, he vented without holding back on Lu Youyou.

Apart from her belly, there was not a single patch of uninjured skin left on her body.

That same rainy night—

Lu Tian’s fever finally subsided, and Li Yanchen forcibly brought her back to the rented apartment in the old residential complex.

The moment they stepped through the door, a soft little body carrying the sweet scent of milk flew into her arms.

“Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!”

Mommy?

Lu Tian lowered her head in utter astonishment and met the little dumpling’s upturned, oval face.

Those round, limpid eyes were as dark and glossy as black grapes, and her skin was soft and rosy.

When she smiled, adorable dimples appeared in her cheeks.

“Nannan? My Nannan? You’re not dead? How are you still alive?”

Lu Tian went completely mad with joy. Using nearly all the strength left in her body, she pulled the little girl into her arms.

It was as though, if she relaxed even a little, her precious daughter would disappear once again.

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