Pregnant with the Alpha Best Actress's Child - Chapter 32

Zhan Yuerou shuddered and immediately lowered her head, not daring to look into Fan Wu’s eyes, which were flashing with a cold light.

Knowing that she was unlikely to achieve any results tonight, she immediately wiped away her tears and slipped away like grease on the soles of her shoes. After she left, Fan Wu led Sang Zhijiu into the room and gently closed the door.

She looked at the little one and tried to break the silence. “…Didn’t you say you’d be back tomorrow? Why were you discharged today? Have you had dinner? I’ll order something for you.”

Sang Zhijiu replied with a cold face, “No need.”

Her examinations had been fully completed this afternoon. Lin Jiahe had asked for two days off for her, hoping she would stay at her city apartment for a night to get some proper sleep. But Sang Zhijiu thought about it and felt it didn’t matter, so she rushed back to the set.

More than wanting a good night’s sleep in a familiar apartment, she realized she wanted to see Fan Wu sooner. She didn’t expect that after finally making it to her, Fan Wu would present her with this scene!

Feeling a blockage in her heart, Sang Zhijiu turned and sat on the sofa. She looked at Fan Wu. “Don’t you plan to explain yourself?”

Fan Wu felt a slight headache. But after thinking carefully, she felt a sense of relief instead. She wanted a long-term future with Sang Zhijiu, not just a casual fling. Given that premise, if a “time bomb” like Zhan Yuerou existed between them, it would have exploded eventually. Today was actually a perfect opportunity to tell Sang Zhijiu herself.

So, Fan Wu sat down next to Sang Zhijiu. She slowed her speech, trying to explain the situation between her and Zhan Yuerou as objectively as possible.

After listening, Sang Zhijiu was stunned on the spot. The matter itself wasn’t complicated, but hearing it in relation to Fan Wu felt somewhat surreal.

If she still hated Fan Wu, hearing such gossip would have made her laugh for three months. But now, as she looked at Fan Wu, there was only anger in her eyes. “You actually solicited a prostitute?!”

Fan Wu gave a bitter smile. “No. Have you forgotten? Fan Zhengzhi arranged it.”

Sang Zhijiu’s eyes quickly filled with tears. “I don’t care. You… you just did.”

On one hand, she found it truly hard to accept; on the other, there were the unstable emotions of pregnancy at play. Seeing her like this, Fan Wu’s heart ached. She reached out to pull her into an embrace. “I’m sorry, Zhijiu. Don’t cry. This was an accident, and I promise it won’t happen again. Can you forgive me this once?”

Sang Zhijiu swung her arms to break free. Right now, she was an angry mother-to-be. Even if her logic told her that Fan Wu was also a victim in this matter, she didn’t want to let the page turn so peacefully.

Hmph, anyway, this is the other mother of my child; I can’t just throw her away. Sang Zhijiu planned to make a scene for three months just to vent.

Fan Wu didn’t want to let her leave her arms, of course, but she was also afraid that resisting too hard would cause Sang Zhijiu to hurt herself. She was a mother-to-be now; her body wasn’t as robust as before. After a moment’s thought, Fan Wu simply gave up all resistance, letting Sang Zhijiu’s flailing arms strike her.

When Sang Zhijiu was startled by the sound of her own slaps and stopped moving, Fan Wu seized the opportunity. She aimed for her lips and kissed her.

Sang Zhijiu was clearly stunned for a long time. She wanted to stop Fan Wu’s actions, but after being apart for two days, it wasn’t just Fan Wu’s body and mind that craved her. The feeling of their lips touching was too wonderful, as if they could reach each other’s unreserved softness. Even the tsundere Sang Zhijiu quieted down and fully immersed herself in this intimate interaction.

When their lips finally parted, Sang Zhijiu realized her arms had spontaneously hooked around Fan Wu’s neck. Her face, already flushed, turned a deep, blood-red. She quickly released her arms and scooted her hips away from Fan Wu.

But after that moment, she couldn’t summon the same temper as before. Fan Wu knew the timing was right and reached out to hold her hand. Sang Zhijiu made a token effort to pull away, but when she couldn’t separate their hands, she let Fan Wu have her way.

Fan Wu immediately took it a step further, interlacing their fingers. Seeing Sang Zhijiu’s shy and awkward appearance, she felt the time had come to open her heart. “Zhijiu, forgive me this once, okay? We both had some unpleasant experiences in the past, but I’ve realized that those unpleasantries shouldn’t be stumbling blocks for our future. Now that everything is out in the open, we should focus on the future.”

On the surface, there was nothing wrong with those words, but who was Sang Zhijiu? Her shyness vanished instantly, and she squinted at Fan Wu. “…If you’re going to apologize, just apologize. Why drag me into it? Fan Wu, tell me, what ‘unpleasant experiences’ did I have in the past?”

Sang Zhijiu frowned. “Past experiences… are you looking down on my reputation and acting skills, thinking I’m not worthy of you???”

Fan Wu waved her hands frantically. “Of course not.”

In terms of reputation and acting Sang Zhijiu would indeed have to work hard for a while to surpass her in the future.

At this point, Fan Wu finally felt something was strange. Regarding the pregnancy, Sang Zhijiu hadn’t shown even a shred of guilt toward her from beginning to end. Was that normal?

A few days ago, she had been too busy processing it herself to pay much attention to Sang Zhijiu’s state. And for the past two days, they had been communicating via phone; she couldn’t perceive Sang Zhijiu’s true state through text alone.

But now that they were face-to-face, why did Sang Zhijiu still act so righteous about this matter? Normally, just as she had laid out everything about Zhan Yuerou, shouldn’t Sang Zhijiu at least explain something to her?

Why did Sang Zhijiu not only have no intention of explaining but also didn’t think that having a child with someone else would make her unhappy? Fan Wu was bewildered. In her memory, although the little one was tsundere, she wasn’t so completely devoid of emotional intelligence.

Thinking this, her gaze couldn’t help but fall on Sang Zhijiu’s stomach.

Sang Zhijiu suddenly bristled! While discussing “unpleasant experiences,” Fan Wu was actually staring at her belly? What did that mean?

She snapped, “What are you looking at?!”

Fan Wu was jolted by her voice and snapped back to reality. She almost blurted out a demand for Sang Zhijiu to explain the child before, because she hadn’t accepted the child’s existence, she didn’t want to face Sang Zhijiu’s past. But now, she wanted to be completely open and honest with the little one.

But with the words at the tip of her tongue, a key clue flashed through her mind. She licked her lips and spoke. “Zhijiu, speaking of which… the time you got pregnant and the time I met Zhan Yuerou are very close. They were both during your secondary differentiation…”

She looked at Sang Zhijiu. “So… do you remember exactly which day you got pregnant?”

Sang Zhijiu: “…”

Fan Wu’s words contained such a massive amount of information that Sang Zhijiu was stunned for a full five or six seconds before her expression shifted from dazed to questioning.

Sang Zhijiu frowned. “…Did you forget the time I got pregnant?”

Fan Wu was even more confused. “…Forget?”

Why use the word “forget”? Was she supposed to know?

Sang Zhijiu: “…”

Fan Wu: “…”

This time, it was Sang Zhijiu who reacted first. She stood up in disbelief, pointing a finger at Fan Wu. “So, you forgot everything that happened that day?”

Fan Wu quickly stood up as well, holding her shoulders to steady her. She hadn’t mentioned details when explaining about Zhan Yuerou, but realizing something now, she spoke up to fill in certain gaps.

“In all these years, there is only one night where I lost my memory. I have a strange symptom; after getting drunk, I forget everything that happened during that time the next day. Regarding that night with Zhan Yuerou, someone intentionally got me drunk. My last memory was standing at the hotel entrance, telling Zhan Yuerou to leave. After that I have no recollection at all. And that was exactly the night before you went to the hospital and were diagnosed with secondary differentiation.”

Sang Zhijiu’s head was buzzing. She pointed a trembling finger at her. “But that night, you clearly looked normal. You even took me to the restroom. You…”

She hadn’t forgotten; the events of that night were still vivid in her mind. Fan Wu’s expression went blank for several seconds as well.

“…When I woke up the next morning, I saw the message Fan Zhengzhi sent me and learned he had arranged Zhan Yuerou for me. At the time, to ensure my reputation wasn’t damaged, he had handled most of the evidence, including the surveillance on the 22nd floor, in advance. Because there were no suspicious points afterward, I… I assumed the person that night was Zhan Yuerou. Later, I got her contact information to confirm, and she admitted it directly. So?

At this point, both of them were dumbfounded. Fan Wu’s emotions were incredibly complex, but as the guess about the truth surfaced in her mind, uncontrollable joy flooded her entire being.

She looked at Sang Zhijiu. “So… Zhijiu, you! No,this baby is my child, right?”

Sang Zhijiu gave a cold snort. She turned her head and walked toward the door. “No.”

Now she finally understood, it turns out that for the past few days, Fan Wu had been acting so strange because she had no idea the baby in her belly was hers! Fan Wu actually thought she would be thick-skinned enough to carry someone else’s child and still want to date her, making her a “step-parent”??

Although the truth was actually easier for Sang Zhijiu to accept than Fan Wu having had a messy relationship with Zhan Yuerou. Hmph! She was still angry! And this time, it wasn’t just her who was angry; the baby in her belly was too.

So, Sang Zhijiu still didn’t want to talk to Fan Wu. She left Fan Wu behind and walked toward the door. Fan Wu chased after her, but she was too excited and her mind was in chaos; she could only follow her closely instinctively, unable to even say a word.

Before leaving the room, Sang Zhijiu stopped. She opened the handbag she was carrying, pulled out a piece of paper, and handed it to Fan Wu.

“Don’t follow me! I don’t want to see you for now!” she said.

Fan Wu took the paper and stood frozen as she watched her leave. Then, looking down, she saw the lipstick stain on the paper, she remembered. Back when Sang Zhijiu was hospitalized for her secondary differentiation, she had found this paper on her hospital bed.

Back then, she had been just a tiny bit away from opening the paper to look. Now, with Sang Zhijiu’s permission, she finally opened it. After seeing the content, she was shocked on the spot, speechless for a long time.

After finally coming to her senses, Fan Wu leaned against the door and tremblingly picked up her phone.

“Mengzhi?” “Mhm. Help me look into something.”

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