"These people really have no shame, wanting to pin all the blame on Aunt. In the end, Aunt was driven away, leaving them all delighted to welcome the new bride, right?"
Heh, they sure wish for a perfect world.
"Mom. I really don’t appreciate what you’re saying. I couldn’t possibly divorce Mu Yi. I still want to have a child of our own with him. I still love him,"
Bai Xin felt nauseous just thinking that these words came from her own mouth; they were truly disgusting.
She found it hard to accept. She really had forced herself to say it.
"Xinxin, is it true?"
Mu Yi burst through the door, ecstatic to see Bai Xin, looking utterly disheveled as he’d rushed over. He even approached without wearing his shoes, grabbing Bai Xin’s hand, absolutely thrilled.
"Yeah, it’s true." Bai Xin spoke indifferently, pointing to the herbs in Bai Zhi’s hand.
"I’ve even seen a traditional doctor."
Mu Yi’s face stiffened, then quickly returned to normal.
"Really? What did the doctor say? I told you not to go, all medicines can be toxic, I don’t want children..."
Mu Yi’s gaze turned to Old Mrs. Mu, "Mom, how could you lie to me? Xinxin said she never thought about divorcing me, how could you do this to me?"
Mu Yi never expected his own mother would lie to him, asserting her claims with such confidence that he almost believed her.
His heart truly had a place for Bai Xin; otherwise, he wouldn’t still be absent from the grocery store, missing out on earning money.
That was proof enough of his love for Bai Xin.
But to Bai Zhi, he seemed a bit guilty just now. Why?
"The doctor said Aunt is in good health, just prescribed some herbs to strengthen the body."
They hadn’t realized that the medicine was actually from Old Han’s home supply, all meant to fortify the body, all consumable.
"Really?" Mu Yi looked at Bai Xin, surprised.
But saying "really" several times over just indicated uncertainty. Why so uncertain, even doubting the doctor’s word?
At this moment, Bai Zhi suddenly felt suspicious, wondering if this bastard had done something.
For so many years, Aunt hadn’t conceived. Was it his problem, or Aunt’s? What difference did it make?
There was a difference. If it was Aunt’s issue, he would never agree to divorce, maintaining the image of the loving husband forever in the eyes of others, seen as the good husband who would never leave his wife, even if she couldn’t bear children.
But what if the problem wasn’t with Aunt, but with him? Then, Aunt wouldn’t feel grateful...
There had to be a connection somewhere. Where was it?
He was friends with Bai Da.
Bai Zhi rubbed her temple, feeling some urgency; it didn’t matter, she would find out eventually.
She wasn’t worried at all.
What’s there to fear? There’s still plenty of time, right?
She had all the time in the world to figure out what was really going on.
"Of course it’s true. What, you don’t want my sister to be fine, do you?"
Bai Guang, upon hearing this, was somewhat displeased and spoke up promptly.
Mu Yi, seeing Bai Guang, quickly shook his head. To him, his brother-in-law Bai Guang was the epitome of brawn over brains.
"Brother, what are you talking about? Of course, I wish for Xinxin to be in good health. Please, come in. Mom, start cooking."
Mu Yi urgently called out to Old Mrs. Mu, who seemed reluctant; but the next moment, she saw her son’s dark expression.
Old Mrs. Mu had no choice but to start cooking. Bai Zhi caught a glimpse of Mu Yi’s dark glare—far from the so-called honest man he purported to be.
Bai Da and Mu Yi, how did they become friends?
The distance between this family was certainly not negligible.