Chapter 294: Pregnancy Reaction

And a few days ago, Liu Yifei had recently always felt nauseous.

At first, she thought it was just stomach discomfort caused by overwork and irregular eating. She didn't take it seriously, continued rushing to promote "Ip Man," and kept a sweet smile before the cameras.

But a week later, the situation grew increasingly severe.

One morning, she had just taken a sip of water before rushing into the bathroom to retch. Leaning against the sink, her face pale, fine beads of sweat beaded on her forehead.

"What's going on..." She stared at herself in the mirror, a faint unease flickering in her heart.

Liu Yifei, wearing a mask and a baseball cap, went to the hospital alone.

She registered with the Department of Gastroenterology, but after hearing her symptoms, the doctor directly ordered blood tests and an ultrasound.

"First, rule out other possibilities," the doctor said.

Liu Yifei's heart sank, but she did as told.

The wait for the results felt especially long. Sitting on a chair in the corridor, she unconsciously twisted her fingers together.

Finally, the nurse called her name.

The doctor adjusted his glasses and handed her the report: "Miss Liu, your test results show that you are pregnant."

Liu Yifei's brain went "Buzz!" as if struck by lightning.

Her hands trembling, she took the report, stared at the two characters "pregnant," and her vision went dark. She was not yet an adult.

Walking out of the hospital, Liu Yifei stood by the roadside, her whole body cold.

She didn't need to think hard to know whose child it was—Dong Xiaoming.

That director of the Artist Department at Feimin Entertainment, that man who, after she signed, had said to her, "Wait until the time comes, and we'll get married."

To get into Feimin, to secure the female lead role in "Ip Man," she had agreed to Dong Xiaoming's conditions and became his mistress.

Now, she was famous, but the price was too great for her to bear.

Liu Yifei took a deep breath and dialed Dong Xiaoming's number.

The call connected quickly, and Dong Xiaoming's voice, laced with amusement, came through: "Baby, what's wrong? Miss me?"

Liu Yifei gripped her phone tightly, her voice low: "I'm pregnant."

Silence instantly fell on the other end of the line.

A few seconds later, Dong Xiaoming's tone turned serious: "... Are you sure?"

"Just had the test done."

Dong Xiaoming was silent for a moment, then lowered his voice: "Come to Jingcheng Hotel tonight, room 8120. I'll be waiting for you there."

Liu Yifei closed her eyes: "Okay."

That evening, Liu Yifei, wearing sunglasses and keeping her head down, walked quickly into Jingcheng Hotel.

The door to room 8120 was ajar; she pushed it open. Dong Xiaoming was sitting on the sofa smoking, his face gloomy.

Seeing her enter, he crushed out his cigarette butt and stood up: "Where's the test report?"

Liu Yifei took the report from her bag and handed it to him.

Dong Xiaoming glanced at it, his brows furrowed tight: "What do you plan to do?"

Liu Yifei kept her head down: "You're asking me?"

Dong Xiaoming stared at her and suddenly smiled: "Don't be so nervous. Things haven't reached the worst point yet."

He stepped closer, reaching out to touch her face; Liu Yifei didn't pull away.

After withdrawing his hand, Dong Xiaoming spoke lightly: "Here's the deal. I'll contact the hospital, and then I'll secure the female lead role in the first movie Mr. Xiang shoots after that. How about that?"

Liu Yifei snapped her head up: "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is—" Dong Xiaoming narrowed his eyes, "you go get rid of the child. I guarantee your career won't be affected; in fact, it could even go to the next level."

Liu Yifei trembled all over: "Do you think this is what? A transaction?"

"What else?" Dong Xiaoming shrugged. "Do you want to keep it? Don't forget, if this gets out, your star path is ruined."

Liu Yifei bit her lip so hard she tasted blood.

She knew Dong Xiaoming was speaking the truth.

She had worked so hard to get to this point; she absolutely could not let this one thing destroy everything.

"... Okay." She finally forced the word out with difficulty.

Dong Xiaoming smiled, satisfied: "Smart. Tomorrow I'll arrange for someone to take you to the hospital. Rest assured, it will be absolutely confidential."

After leaving the hotel, Liu Yifei sat in a taxi, watching the flashing neon lights outside the window, tears streaming down silently.

She thought of the dreams she had when she first entered the entertainment industry, of the days she worked tirelessly on set, of her mother's love for her...

But now, everything had become so dirty.

After Liu Yifei left, Dong Xiaoming took out his phone and made a call.

"Li Fen, cancel Liu Yifei's schedules for the next three days."

"Yes, Director Dong," a voice came from the other end of the line.

Hanging up the phone, Dong Xiaoming lay on the bed and closed his eyes.