Chapter 138: Returning the Deception

A coffee shop.

When Si Rong arrived with Wang Ma, Ming Zi had already ordered a cup of hot milk for her, and upon seeing Wang Ma, she asked the waiter to add another cup of milk.

Sun Qiang wore sunglasses and held a few yellowed, old photographs along with a notebook.

Si Rong had no heart to drink milk at this moment; she sat down and asked immediately.

"Has the matter from back then been uncovered?"

Ming Zi looked at her with pity and worry, gently patting Si Rong's arm to soothe her, "Don't get too emotional; now you must consider the little baby in your belly in everything."

"Don't worry, nothing they do now will surprise me anymore."

Si Rong naturally would not let her child be affected because of such people; she could control her own emotions.

"Mr. Sun, please speak!"

Sun Qiang handed her one of the photographs, "Do you remember the person on this?"

The photograph showed a very old man with murky eyes; Si Rong was actually familiar with the Pinminku in the background, as she had been there before when looking for Wen Xiang and her son.

But she thought for a long while and still could not recall this old man.

Si Rong shook her head, "I don't remember."

Next, Sun Qiang took out another photograph.

This photograph contained two people.

Besides the old man from before, there was also the one she hated to the extreme: Shen Lan.

In the photo, the two were conversing familiarly.

"I had someone approach Shen Lan," Sun Qiang explained, "His life is very unsatisfactory now, so he spilled quite a lot after getting drunk. This person,"

Sun Qiang pointed to the old man in the photo, "According to my investigation, not long after you married Shen Lan back then, he contacted this man. This man was once a barefoot doctor in Shen Family Village and understood medicine."

"I think I remember," Si Rong stared at the old man and looked carefully for a long while, "We should have met before. Was my infertility his handiwork?"

She remembered that this man seemed to be the first traditional Chinese medicine practitioner Shen Lan took her to see.

He was also the first to diagnose her as infertile.

He even prescribed some Fertility-Assisting Medicine for her to take home and drink.

Distant memories were gradually pulled up along this thread; at that time, Si Rong followed behind Shen Lan full of joy. She watched as the friends and relatives around her had children one by one while there was no movement in her own belly, so she hoped she could also get pregnant and become a mother.

That old doctor had a grave expression and diagnosed that she was not easily able to conceive.

The problem was not big, so he prescribed her some Fertility-Assisting Medicine.

The medicine...

"Yes," Sun Qiang was very certain, "My people confirmed it from the words Shen Lan said after getting drunk."

"And that Li Xuan you mentioned did not have separate contact with this man, so it is temporarily impossible to infer whether she participated."

"This man is named Zhu Yun; my people also found out that Shen Lan met with him again a while ago."

"This is his current address."

Sun Qiang reported every detail.

Si Rong also readily paid him five hundred yuan.

"What a scheme," Si Rong sneered, "It seems my problem stemmed from that prescription he gave me at the very beginning."

It was precisely those Fertility-Assisting Medicines, which she drank full of joy, that caused her infertility.

No matter how many doctors she saw afterward, it was to no avail.

She had felt guilty toward the Shen family for as long as twenty years.

"Truly a toad that is ugly but plays dirty; Rongrong, what do you plan to do now?"

"If it's time for revenge, I'll do it!"

Rongrong is pregnant now; she is not afraid of seeing blood!

"This old woman will go too!"

Wang Ma said immediately.

With her there, she would never let the young lady she raised with her own hands dirty her hands.

Si Rong had her own plan.

"We cannot act rashly now," now she must consider her child in everything, "Even a rabbit will bite when pushed to the limit; it is not wise to push them into a corner at this time."

The little one is still in her womb; not a single mistake can be made.

As for taking revenge on those two, there are plenty of ways; there is no need to rush.

Come to think of it, she is not the type of person who likes to fuss over minor details.

When she divorced, she moved out her own furniture; with Shen Lan's current position, by what right does he still live in a house that only a Deputy County Magistrate level official can live in?

And Li Xuan, she doesn't really think that by opening a dance studio she can start standing tall and making money, does she?

In this world, there are shameless scoundrels like them, and of course, there are all kinds of ways to deal with them.

Everything waits until the child in her womb is born safely.

By then, she can also safely deal with those two.

Si Rong turned the address of Zhu Yun that Sun Qiang left behind with her slender fingertips.

"Ming Zi, help me find him and bring him to see me."

She wants to have a good chat with this person.

"Find him? Right!" Ming Zi took the slip of paper, "This guy and Shen Lan are in cahoots; neither of them is anything good. A guy like this should be sent to the station!"

"When a person uses a knife to kill, the person is primarily responsible, and the knife is secondarily responsible."

Si Rong smiled faintly, "I want to find him to ask about the matters from back then; we'll talk about the rest later."

As long as the chips are sufficient, a knife can change its master.

She had to pay back the deception of those years first.

Otherwise, how could she have peace of mind while carrying her child?

"Fine, leave it to me."

Only then did Si Rong spare a thought to care about her good friend, "How are things between you and Shen Qinghe?"

"What do you mean how? It's alright, he's got a bit of looks, and his performance is passable too."

But don't even think about plotting against this widow's money.

Si Rong:...

She shot her a glare; what nonsense was she spouting, Wang Ma was still right there.

Forget it, there were rarely any serious words in this person's mouth; after finishing the milk, Si Rong took Wang Ma and went home.

As soon as she entered the house, she saw Jiang Qi under the flower stand.

Alone.

Si Rong could roughly guess that she must have hit a wall with Jiang Zhi again.

Sigh! To be honest, she really didn't like Jiang Qi.

Perhaps it was due to a preconceived notion, but occasionally the image of that timid Jiang Zhi who had first arrived at her dance studio would still surface in her mind.

Children are all brought into this world against their will; they are here to enjoy love and life, not to understand anyone or forgive anyone.

"You went out?"

Seeing her, Jiang Qi's brows carried a hint of pickiness, "Your body is gradually getting heavier now; as an older expectant mother, you especially need to be careful. It's better to go out less in the future."

"I know."

Si Rong did not like to argue with people.

In any case, they wouldn't see each other many times in a lifetime.

And in some respects, what Jiang Qi said was also for the good of the child in her womb.

It was just that her tone and demeanor were a bit overbearing.

Seeing that she was willing to listen to her, the aloofness between Jiang Qi's brows faded a little.

"Xiao Zhi is really too insensible; we hadn't even spoken a few words before she locked herself in her room."

She wanted to use this sentence to probe Si Rong, to see if her daughter was usually of such an aloof temperament.

And when she wasn't around, how much care Si Rong showed her daughter.

It was fine when her daughter was with her younger brother before, but now that her brother had taken a wife, she felt as if her daughter had become someone living under another's roof.