Bringing the Nation's Husband Home

Xu Jiamu had been planning to speak with Lin Qianqian for the past two days. Now that she called, he agreed without hesitation.

They arranged to meet the next day at noon, and while she rambled on as usual, Xu Jiamu took a puff of a cigarette impatiently. Glancing into the room, he could see Song Xiangsi staring at him, and his heart skipped a beat. Hurriedly, he ended the call. "I’m busy right now, we can talk tomorrow."

Without waiting for her to respond, he decisively hung up. Lifting his cigarette up to his mouth, he took two swift puffs before heading back to the living room.

After settling back in, he turned his phone to silent, afraid of Lin Qianqian’s constant harassment. Turning over to Song Xiangsi, he asked again, "What did you want to say just now?"

"Remember to get some fruits before you come home," she lied perfectly.

"Oh." Xu Jiamu lowered his head and continued to eat, but just then, he seemed to have thought of something. "What fruit do you want?" he mumbled through a mouthful of food.

"Anything is fine," Song Xiangsi replied casually while watching the television.

"Mmh."

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The next day, Xu Jiamu got up early, as usual for work.

Song Xiangsi was already awake when he prepared but only when he left did she open her eyes.

Sitting up, she stared out the window at the brightening skies before heading to the bathroom.

When she was done preparing, she didn’t get breakfast. Instead, she went to the laptop in the study room to browse for flights.

Closing the laptop after, she walked to the safe at the corner. She retrieved her passport, stuffed it in her bag, and left the apartment.

Song Xiangsi first drove to Xu Enterprise. After about half an hour, she saw Xu Jiamu’s car drive out of the underground car park. Once his car was a distance away, she started her car and followed behind, ending up at Jade Wave Garden.

The moment he left the car, the girl grabbed onto his elbow, hugging it while bringing him into Jade Wave Garden animatedly.

Song Xiangsi stared at his figure until it disappeared. Forcing her gaze away, she sat in silence for a long while before reaching for her phone to make a call. "It’s me, Xiangsi. ... Mmh, yes, the surgery. ... Is today afternoon okay? Great. ... I’ll go over now. "

Tears started to stream down her face, and she reached up to brush her face haphazardly. Reaching for the steering wheel after, she started the car.

Song Xiangsi was really afraid that she would regret her decision. The moment she reached the hospital, she registered, paid, took a check up, and filled up the forms efficiently.

The gynecologist looked through the forms carefully, then turned to her and asked, "Xiangsi, let me ask you one last time, do you really want to abort this child?"