This morning, Nancy’s stomach issues flared up again, and Zhong Li drove him to the hospital for an IV drip. Just as they were about to leave, they saw this scene in the lobby. After all, Han Xi is pregnant now, and nothing can go wrong.
"Zhong Li, mind your own business. This is a family matter and none of your concern."
Han Yaxin forcefully shook off Zhong Li’s hand, her gaze falling on Nancy, who was standing to the side. Her previously arrogant demeanor vanished instantly, replaced by a pitiful look: "Nancy, your assistant is bullying me again."
Gu Nanxi stood there with his hands in his pockets, not even sparing her a glance. Yesterday, he had someone investigate Han Yaxin, and her private life over the years was truly scandalous.
"I think you bullied a pregnant woman first. I believe my assistant did nothing wrong."
"Nancy, what are you saying? Why are you helping others instead of me?"
Han Yaxin, with tears welling in her eyes, felt her anger about to explode.
Zhang Min, who had remained silent until now, was struck by a sudden thought when she heard that Han Xi was pregnant. She recklessly rushed toward Han Xi.
Han Xi, caught off guard, couldn’t dodge in time and stumbled back several steps, her body tilting backward.
Zhong Li anxiously ran over, positioning her body behind Han Xi to shield her. Han Xi fell heavily onto Zhong Li’s frame.
"Xiao Xi, are you okay? Is your stomach alright?"
Nancy quickly rushed over to help them up: "Zhong Li, are you alright?"
Lu Jinghan, who just stepped out of the elevator, happened to witness this scene and ran over nervously: "Xiao Xi, are you okay? Are you hurt?"
Before Han Xi could speak, Zhong Li turned and shouted at him: "Lu Jinghan, where were you? Why didn’t you take good care of Xiao Xi? She’s carrying two lives now; what if she really got hurt?"
"Sister, is that you?"
Han Xi tentatively looked at Zhong Li. When she fell, she spotted burn marks on Zhong Li’s arm, and the inexplicable sense of familiarity she felt upon seeing her made Han Xi suspect this was Han Siyu.
"You’ve got the wrong person, I’m not."
Zhong Li was genuinely worried just now, losing her composure for a moment and forgetting her current identity.
Han Xi saw a flicker of avoidance in Zhong Li’s eyes, which made her more certain: "You are, you must be my sister."
"You really have the wrong person. Mrs. Lu, why don’t you and President Lu go for a check-up first? After all, you’re pregnant."
"Xiao Xi, let’s go for a check-up first; we’ll discuss this later."
Lu Jinghan, worried, supported Han Xi as they walked towards the elevator. After they left, Zhong Li turned her gaze to Zhang Min: "You’re really a black-hearted witch. Even when you’re down and out, you’re still trying to harm people."
"Could you really be Han Siyu?"
Zhang Min looked at Zhong Li’s unfamiliar face, which bore no resemblance to Han Siyu, except for that strikingly familiar gaze.
"Does it really matter who I am? What’s important is that you’re finally suffering your comeuppance."
Zhong Li’s red lips curled slightly, her eyes as cold as ice, filled with contempt.
Han Yaxin, furious, pointed at Zhong Li: "Why weren’t you burned to death back then? Are you back on purpose to steal Nancy from me now?"
Zhong Li couldn’t help but find it amusing but couldn’t resist provoking her: "Yes, exactly, I’m here to steal your man. Doesn’t it make you especially upset?"