She… she called me a flat-chested freak?!
In all of Suyi’s eighteen years of life, this was the first time she had ever been insulted like that.
She couldn’t help but lower her head—only to be met with a painfully clear view of her completely flat chest. Her face flushed bright red on the spot.
Purely out of fury.
“You—” Suyi started to curse, but the words got stuck in her throat.
“Su Liumeng, have I ever offended you in any way?”
“What right do you have to call me flat-chested?”
Her years of cultivating composure and inner peace nearly crumbled completely.
“And asking if I’m a man or a woman—do you not have eyes? Can’t you tell just by looking?”
The more she spoke, the angrier she got. She even began circling Su Liumeng out of agitation, until she somehow made herself laugh from the absurdity.
Su Liumeng snorted.
“You’re flat front and back—how the hell would I know? Isn’t it natural that I can’t tell?”
“Stop wasting my time and answer me—did you or did you not have anything to do with Si Xinyan’s pregnancy?”
“Me?” Suyi pointed at herself.
“Are you saying… me?”
“Su Liumeng, are you out of your damn mind?”
“If I could get her pregnant, my name would be written in the annals of global medical history!”
Suyi was on the verge of losing it.
She was a girl, for god’s sake—and someone thought she’d gotten another girl pregnant?
What the hell?! Was this real life?
Could things get any more ridiculous?
Or… did she really look that androgynous? Like some rugged alpha male?
Suyi thought about it. It wasn’t like she was ugly or anything—maybe just a little on the flat side. But now, being misunderstood and doubted like this…
For a brief moment, she truly felt the impulse to blow up the entire world.
Su Liumeng stared seriously at her face, studying her features carefully.
“Looks like I misjudged you after all.”
But even though she got the answer she wanted, Su Liumeng couldn’t feel happy about it.
If not Suyi, who else could it be?
Suyi was still furious, but she hated misunderstandings even more. After thinking it over, she suddenly realized where Su Liumeng’s suspicion came from.
“I met her once on a high-speed train. She was struggling to move her suitcase alone, so I gave her a black-gold name card out of pity.”
A few minutes later, the two of them were sitting down together.
And at the same time, they both asked:
“So who was it?”
“So who the hell is the scumbag?”
Even with the most brilliant heir of the Su family and the current generation’s Saintess of Kunlun Mountain—two of the most outstanding and intelligent young people of their time—they still couldn’t figure it out.
It was like an elusive feather brushing constantly against a soft spot in Suyi’s heart, tickling and teasing without end.
Su Liumeng wanted to kill someone out of sheer frustration.
Suyi, on the other hand, was more curious.
A mystery that even the headstrong Miss Su couldn’t solve—how could anyone resist poking at it?
Compared to Kunlun Mountain’s status as a hidden sect, the Su family had immense power rooted in the secular world—like a colossal pillar upholding the sky, influencing every aspect of ordinary people’s lives.
So it was rare for there to be anything they didn’t know.
A quarter of an hour later.
Su Liumeng stood up elegantly and gave Suyi a threatening look.
“Now that the matter’s settled, I’ll say it again—stay away from her.”
Suyi let out a faint, inexplicable chuckle. After being threatened again and again, even a Buddha would get angry.
“Miss Su, I think you’re overstepping your bounds. Who I associate with has nothing to do with you.”
Ordinarily…
Her former self would’ve just nodded and gone along with it.
But today, when she thought of that girl, something in her mind pushed back instinctively.
As if a voice deep inside her was echoing:
Being close to Si Xinyan… might bring something that makes me truly happy.
Suyi slowly turned around.
And in the depths of her eyes, unseen by Su Liumeng, a strange, greedy gleam flashed for just an instant.
Her ordinary pupils suddenly and without warning morphed into mysterious double irises—a sign of something far from human.
But the change lasted only a second. No one noticed.
“Tone down your spoiled heiress act. I’m not part of the Su family, and I don’t exist to cater to you.”
Suyi’s voice was calm but resolute.
Su Liumeng stared at her strangely.
The clash that had just barely been avoided moments ago now felt like it might erupt again at any second.
But before that could happen, Suyi threw down a talisman. Her figure vanished from the underground parking garage.
Su Liumeng stood there for a long time.
Just now, from Suyi’s body, she’d faintly sensed the same aura as the person who had pushed her into the Cold Pool.
Was it just a coincidence?
*****
Inside the hotel, I held my aching head and sat up from the bed.
In an unfamiliar room, my first instinct was to check my clothes.
After confirming nothing was out of place, I finally let out a sigh of relief.
“Wake up. Wake up.”
“I was almost eaten alive by that person, and you’re just going to sleep through it?”
The kind of “eaten” meant in this case would make anyone’s skin crawl.
The ghost fetus stirred groggily and muttered, “Someone’s coming to save you.”
“Before I’m fully born, I’d rather stay under the radar.”
The physical body is both a source of great power… and a heavy chain.
Su Liumeng opened her mouth several times, as if wanting to speak, but held back.
I sighed softly in my heart and took the initiative to break the silence, asking gently, “Is there something you want to ask me?”
I had already guessed that Su Liumeng knew quite a lot.
And I could also tell—she had hit a dead end in her thinking.
Overthinking isn’t always a good thing. It’s easy to get hurt by your own thoughts, and even easier to fall into unnecessary misunderstandings.
Su Liumeng sat beside me on the bed, her fingertips curling slightly.
At last, she lifted the curtain hiding the truth she had already known deep down.
“Xiaoyan…”
“Are you… pregnant?”
My expression didn’t change at all—I had already anticipated the question. I just responded softly.
“Mm. You guessed right.”
I gently placed my small hand on my lower abdomen.
The only thing grounding me in this moment was the soft and slight curve beneath it, a subtle rise that brought me comfort no matter where I was.
“No matter what happens… I’m going to give birth to her.”
I smiled faintly at her.
Su Liumeng’s face suddenly turned pale.
“You… love him that much?”
Her fair fingertips left faint traces across the fabric of her dress, while the ghost fetus inside me perked up its ears in silence.
I watched as Su Liumeng slowly nodded.
“That’s right. I love her very much.”
Su Liumeng’s heart skipped a beat—she couldn’t bear hearing me praise someone else right in front of her like this.
Her jar of jealousy had long since been knocked over.
She turned her head away in sorrow, struggling to suppress the sour ache welling up inside. Her voice was already tinged with tears.
“Why do you keep praising him in front of me?”
“You clearly gave me a chance… told me I could pursue you… but you still keep bringing up another man right to my face.”
She wiped the corner of her eye.
“Do you think I’m someone you can just toy with?”
“He already doesn’t want you anymore—why can’t you just let him go?”
“Would he open his heart to you like I do? Would he protect you, buy you little snacks, treat you like a princess and spoil you?”
“He can’t even do any of that…”
Drip—
A single tear landed on her arm.
This young heiress of the Su family, always so strong, was now falling apart.
After days of forcing herself to remain composed, her emotions finally crumbled in the face of the truth.
“Can’t you even look at me… just once or twice more?”
“No matter who you had her with… I’ll treat her as if she were my own.”