Three Sentences That Made My Ex-Wife Spit Blood - Chapter 58

Yan Qinglan paused, her arm unconsciously tightening around Wen Huaxi.

“Ouch. Sister, can you be a little more careful?” Wen Huaxi frowned. It was bad enough that Yan Qinglan was so strong, but she also loved putting her arm on her without paying attention.

Wen Huaxi grabbed Yan Qinglan’s hand and pried her fingers off one by one.

Only then did Yan Qinglan realize she had been holding her breath. She let it out slowly and gently pinched Wen Huaxi’s cheek.

“Xioaxi. So, you really don’t know who the child’s other parent is?”

She said it as a statement, but her emotions were a mess. It felt even more complicated than when she first found out Wen Huaxi was pregnant.

“Um” Wen Huaxi hesitated, realizing she might have talked herself into a corner.

She pushed Yan Qinglan’s hand away to stop her from pinching again.

“You don’t have any proof, do you? Or are you just saying things?” Yan Qinglan didn’t intend to let her avoid the topic so easily.

They had finally gotten together, and she wasn’t going to let something like this cause conflict.

Unless Wen Huaxi truly had someone else in her heart.

“No, I’m not making anything up” Wen Huaxi became flustered and wished she could slap herself for bringing it up.

Why had she mentioned it in the first place? Was the whole rebirth with a baby story not strange enough already?

“Then do you or don’t you know who Wen Qingxun’s other mother is?”

Wen Huaxi looked at Yan Qinglan, who seemed slightly angry. Her eyes filled with tears, and she whimpered softly.

Yan Qinglan sighed. She couldn’t bear seeing Wen Huaxi like this.

She felt a mix of heartache, affection, and a playful urge to tease. All those feelings combined made her soften her tone.

“It’s alright if you don’t know.” If it was truly an accident, she could still accept the child without hesitation.

“As long as Xioaxi doesn’t have feelings for someone else.”

“Of course not. Really, I don’t. The baby definitely isn’t anyone else’s,” Wen Huaxi said tearfully as she grabbed the front of Yan Qinglan’s shirt. “I only like you.”

Yan Qinglan still pulled her into a hug and gently patted her back.

“So you still don’t have any proof then.”

“Does a dream count?” Wen Huaxi leaned against her, soaking in the warmth, finally willing to share something she had kept buried for so long.

“A dream?”

“After I found out I was pregnant, I had a dream about a little girl. She looked a lot like you. She said she was our child. I already liked you so much, so I decided to keep the baby,” Wen Huaxi explained, her face turning red.

It sounded ridiculous. Who would believe something like that?

But every word she said was the truth.

And Yan Qinglan believed her. The reason she had stopped doubting Wen Huaxi from the beginning was because she had also dreamed about a little girl.

“Red hair, with eyes and lips like mine, very clingy but with a sweet temper?” Yan Qinglan recalled thoughtfully.

“Yes. Wait, Sister Qing, you dreamed of her too?” Wen Huaxi’s eyes widened in shock. Her little darling had really appeared in Yan Qinglan’s dream as well.

No wonder Yan Qinglan never questioned her about the pregnancy or pressed her about who the father was.

So it wasn’t that she didn’t care after all.

“Yes.” Yan Qinglan rested a hand on Wen Huaxi’s stomach, feeling a sense of relief.

A dream counted as proof. And Wen Huaxi had clearly said there was no one else.

In a relationship, trust was essential. Yan Qinglan chose to believe everything Wen Huaxi told her today.

“Our little darling is truly something special.” Yan Qinglan felt Wen Qingxun moving and gave her a gentle compliment.

For a child to appear in both her biological mothers’ dreams was extraordinary.

Could it be that this baby had inherited some sort of ancient cultivation ability?

“Of course she’s special. My precious baby. Mwah.” Wen Huaxi smiled. To die and be reborn together, wasn’t that miraculous?

The moment she finished speaking, Yan Qinglan’s lips pressed against hers.

Wen Huaxi was startled by the sudden kiss, but quickly softened and leaned into her arms.

They hadn’t kissed in a while. But Wen Huaxi quickly pushed Yan Qinglan away.

“Sister Qing, seriously. I was talking to the baby.”

“That wasn’t clear to me. All I knew was that I wanted to kiss Xioaxi,” Yan Qinglan replied, pretending not to understand.

“Ugh. But Sister Qing, I looked it up. After five weeks, we can do a genetic test. Should we get one?”

Wen Huaxi had only recently found out that paternity tests could be done during pregnancy.

“That involves a blood draw, right? No need to rush. Let’s wait until she’s born,” Yan Qinglan said gently. She didn’t want Wen Huaxi going through pain because of her own doubts.

“Alright then.” Since Yan Qinglan wasn’t worried, and Wen Huaxi had never doubted Wen Qingxun’s origins to begin with, she was even less concerned. She snuggled into Yan Qinglan and began scrolling through her phone.

“Mu Chengcheng’s company terminated his contract.” It had been over a week since the incident with Lu Tong. The termination wasn’t extremely fast, but it wasn’t slow either.

Thanks to Wen Huaxi’s efforts, all of Mu Chengcheng’s scandals—his secret marriage, affairs, juggling five lovers, and relying on two sponsors—were uncovered.

With all that dirt exposed, only a small number of blind and loyal fans remained. Most had already unfollowed him and even turned against him.

They criticized his terrible acting and how he hadn’t improved at all over the years, focusing only on making money.

For several days in a row, the trending searches were filled with his scandals. He had become one of the most completely ruined celebrities in recent memory.

This time, Mu Chengcheng wasn’t as cautious as he had been in the previous life. Back then, it had taken Wen Huaxi a great deal of effort to bring him down.

Now, with his guard down, he couldn’t even fight back. He was easily abandoned by his own company.

As for his sponsors, especially the Chen family, Yan Qinglan had probably already taken care of them.

There was no way she would let someone who had harmed Wen Huaxi get away with it.

Even if Yan Qinglan hadn’t taken action, Wen Huaxi wasn’t too worried about retaliation from those sponsors.

She was ready to fight back if needed. Every business relied on public support. Did they think modern netizens were that gullible?

“That took a bit too long,” Yan Qinglan said after checking the time. She took out her phone and gave a few instructions.

“Sister Qing definitely stepped in.” Wen Huaxi smiled and wrapped her arms around Yan Qinglan’s arm.

“Yes. Otherwise, the investors wouldn’t have given up so easily on a top-tier celebrity they spent years building.”

There were still a few celebrities who had been blacklisted across the internet and hadn’t recovered, yet a small group of loyal fans still supported them. They remained active in their respective circles.

“That makes sense. Thank you, Sister Qing.” Wen Huaxi thought that even if she could only force Mu Chengcheng into the lowest tier of fame, it would still count as a win.

When she had more connections in the future, she could deal with him again.

But with Yan Qinglan’s help, things had become much easier.

“Of course. Helping my wife is only natural.” Yan Qinglan gently patted Wen Huaxi’s head.

But something didn’t sit right. Wen Huaxi’s attitude toward Mu Chengcheng didn’t seem like it was just for a friend’s sake.

It felt more like she was facing someone who had personally wronged her.

And the name Mu Chengcheng sounded familiar to Yan Qinglan.

Not from this life, but from the past.

Yan Qinglan suddenly clutched her head.

“A headache? You must have been looking at too many files.” Wen Huaxi quickly raised her hand to massage her temples.

“Let’s rest together this afternoon. We can go shopping for baby clothes.”

“Alright.” Yan Qinglan forced herself to stay calm, not wanting Wen Huaxi to worry.

A minute later, Yan Qinglan finally let out a breath and took several deep breaths.

Large beads of sweat rolled down her forehead. Before they could drip onto Wen Huaxi, she wiped them away.

It had been months, but she finally recovered a memory.

Yan Qinglan sorted through what she remembered. It wasn’t anything crucial, but it was all related to the terrible people Wen Huaxi had encountered in her past life.

Like Mu Chengcheng.

In the previous life, he had falsely accused Wen Huaxi of being a homewrecker in his marriage.

Yan Qinglan was not someone who kept up with celebrity gossip or entertainment news.

Whenever something important happened, her subordinates would report it directly.

So, by the time she learned about it in that life, almost half a month had passed. The wave of online backlash had already died down.

She had once asked Wen Huaxi if they should publicly reveal their marriage.

This was part of the agreement. When the marriage needed to be acknowledged, the other party had to show up.

Wen Huaxi had refused without hesitation. After that, Yan Qinglan only asked someone to keep an eye on Mu Chengcheng and give him a push when necessary.

It was nothing like how she acted in this life, where she took everything to heart and wanted to personally eliminate anyone who had wronged Wen Huaxi.

There were other similar memories. As Yan Qinglan tried to piece together the timeline in her mind, she was surprised to realize that she had only found out about these things after Wen Huaxi had died.

In her past life, she had never helped Wen Huaxi.

What right did she have to say she loved her after she was gone?

Yan Qinglan thought of a few names.

At the very least, in this life, she wanted to make up for it.

She would start with those who spread rumors and used their sponsors to suppress others.

As her eyes moved, Yan Qinglan realized she had kept them closed this whole time.

When she opened them, she was met with Wen Huaxi’s face very close, her finger about to poke Yan Qinglan’s cheek.

“Are you alright? You just suddenly fell asleep,” Wen Huaxi said with concern. “Yan Qinglan, do you have a fever?”

As she spoke, she placed her hand on Yan Qinglan’s forehead.

“Sorry for worrying you, Xioaxi. I might just be a little tired,” Yan Qinglan forced her most perfect smile, but Wen Huaxi’s heart tightened.

“Sister Qing, are you really okay?” That kind of smile wasn’t genuine.

Wen Huaxi looked at the curve of her lips and the tension around her eyes. She bit her lip, then suddenly leaned forward and kissed her.

Xioaxi still noticed something was wrong. Yan Qinglan gave up trying to hide it and simply pulled Wen Huaxi into her arms, guiding her toward the bedroom.

She had only remembered some things. She remembered her own failings and wanted to make up for them.

But how could she let Wen Huaxi worry about something like that?

“I’m fine,” Yan Qinglan whispered, placing her beloved gently on the bed, leaning in so close her lips were near Wen Huaxi’s ear. “I just wanted to…”

“Yan Qinglan! You’re already this exhausted. Just sleep properly and stop thinking about those things!”

Wen Huaxi instantly forgot the strange behavior from earlier and focused on pushing Yan Qinglan away.

“If you really want to do something, then wait until tonight!” Doing anything like that in the middle of the day felt way too inappropriate.

Wen Huaxi quickly burrowed under the covers, pulled the blanket over her head, and patted the space next to her.

Yan Qinglan obediently lay down, took Wen Huaxi’s hand, and closed her eyes.

That afternoon, while out shopping, Wen Huaxi unexpectedly ran into Lu Tong.

“Do you have the day off today?” Wen Huaxi waved at her.

Now that neither of them were celebrities anymore, they didn’t need to wear masks or sunglasses in public. It felt refreshing to walk around freely.

“Yeah, Teacher Xiao had something to take care of. I was actually planning to come find you to show you the gifts I bought,” Lu Tong said, lifting the shopping bag in her hand. “Didn’t expect to run into you.”

“You don’t need to be so polite, bringing gifts and all,” Wen Huaxi leaned over to peek inside. There were two boxes in the bag.

“I had to bring something. Mu Chengcheng quitting the industry was clearly thanks to you two. And the dinner party too. You wouldn’t let me treat you now, so I figured I’d prepare a gift instead. Also, Huaxi, isn’t your birthday coming up?” Lu Tong clearly saw the trending news earlier that morning.

“It’s coming soon. Since you put it that way, I’ll go ahead and accept your gift then,” Wen Huaxi said with a smile.

She knew Lu Zhi had already paid part of her salary in advance, so she had no guilt about accepting it.

“It’s nothing. You’ve helped me so much. Are you out on a date today? I won’t keep you then.”

Lu Tong glanced at Yan Qinglan, who had been silently holding Wen Huaxi’s hand the whole time and walking behind them without saying a word. She decided it was best to leave quickly.

Wen Huaxi might not realize it, but her partner was clearly possessive.

She didn’t care whether someone was an alpha or an omega. If they got too close to Wen Huaxi, they would get a death stare.

Lu Tong had experienced that cold gaze a few times herself.

“It’s fine. I go on dates with her every day. Where are you headed next?”

Wen Huaxi casually set aside her original plan to look at baby clothes and followed Lu Tong to the clothing section.

Of course, Yan Qinglan followed them the entire time, still holding Wen Huaxi’s hand, although she barely said a word.

Normally she was quiet, but not this silent.

After about thirty minutes, Wen Huaxi finally sensed something was off. She said goodbye to Lu Tong and turned to her partner.

“Sister Qing? Are you upset?” If she was, then Wen Huaxi thought she should just stick to dating her alone next time.

“Hmm? No, I’m just thinking,” Yan Qinglan blinked. She had been lost in thought the entire time.

Seeing Lu Tong reminded her of the memories she regained earlier today. In her past life, Lu Tong had been a very close friend of Wen Huaxi’s.

When rumors were being spread about Wen Huaxi, Lu Tong was the only one who spoke up for her.

Even more than she had done herself. Yan Qinglan had to admit that, and it stung a little.

Then she remembered how, in this life, Wen Huaxi met Lu Tong.

It was during that auction. Wen Huaxi somehow knew Lu Tong was in danger, even though they hadn’t met before.

Even if it wasn’t exactly like she could see the future, it was strange.

Yan Qinglan remembered that Lu Tong wasn’t Wen Huaxi’s senior, and she hadn’t debuted at that point either.

There had been no opportunity for them to meet before.

So why did Wen Huaxi treat a complete stranger with such concern?

Could it have been another dream?

This wasn’t something she could ask Wen Huaxi directly.

After all, Yan Qinglan wasn’t ready yet to tell her about her past life, or that she had been reborn.

Her memories still weren’t fully recovered. Even if she tried to explain, she wouldn’t be able to make sense of it yet.

So Yan Qinglan spent the entire walk lost in thought until she was suddenly “caught” by Wen Huaxi.

“What’s bothering you? Is it something about a recent project you signed?” Wen Huaxi leaned closer and gently shook Yan Qinglan’s hand.

“Sister Qing, you’ve been acting strange today. Can you talk to me about it? Maybe I can help. And even if I can’t, at least let me listen. You’ll feel better if you let it out.”

Yan Qinglan’s expression softened. With such a caring wife, she couldn’t afford to lose her.

“There is something on my mind. I’m dealing with two projects right now, and I need to make a decision. I’ll explain everything once we get home, alright?”

“You promise?” Wen Huaxi asked knowingly. She already suspected that something related to Yan Qinglan’s work was causing the tension.

Even though Yan Qinglan would eventually resolve it on her own, Wen Huaxi had insight into what was coming. So why let someone she loved take risks if she could help?

And if the stress really was about work, then that explained all of Yan Qinglan’s odd behavior today.

“I promise,” Yan Qinglan replied, tightening her grip on Wen Huaxi’s hand.

Just as they were about to head toward the children’s section, Wen Huaxi spotted someone familiar in the crowd. It looked like Yu Xiyun.

She tugged on Yan Qinglan’s hand and led her over to greet her friend.

No surprise. This was the biggest shopping mall in the area, and with the anniversary promotions going on, it made sense that many of their friends were out shopping too.

This time, Wen Huaxi didn’t chat with Yu Xiyun for long. She was afraid Yan Qinglan would drift off into her thoughts again.

After an hour and a half at the mall, the two of them finally made it to the baby section.

Unexpectedly, they were spotted by Lu Tong and Yu Xiyun, who had followed them there.

“Huaxi? Are you here picking out a gift for a relative’s child?” Lu Tong asked cautiously.

Yu Xiyun also turned to Wen Huaxi, seeming to realize something.

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