Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 187 Killing the Cuckoo (2)

Faced with her parents' condemnation, the shame instilled by the prevailing social environment, and the inability to win custody, Gao Li had no choice but to swallow her anger and remain silent.

Fang Yihe and Li Tingyi, whose affair was exposed, did not restrain themselves. Instead, they became more and more frequent together, openly appearing as a couple.

Later, Fang Yihe even stayed at Li Tingyi's house for a long time, claiming that Gao Li didn't want to see them, so he wouldn't come back to bother her, which was better for both of them.

Gao Li raised her two children alone, and over time, she gradually became numb.

Anyway, the child is still with her, and Fang Yi pays child support on time every month. As for whether he comes home or not, that's not important.

Gao Li was mentally prepared to be Fang Yihe's wife in name only for the rest of her life.

Before they knew it, their child had reached the age to start elementary school. Fang Yi, who was successful in her career, began to spend more time with her child, taking her out to play on weekends and holidays.

Gao Li did not stop Fang Yi from developing a relationship with the children, but she found that every time the two children came back from playing outside, they would have a period of rejection towards her for one or two days, not talking to her, and looking at her with a wary gaze as if she were a bad person.

The more time she spent with Fang Yihe, the longer this period of rejection lasted. Her seven-year-old son would even deliberately pour hot soup onto her hands, scalding her and causing blisters on the back of her hand.

Gao Li sensed a hint of revenge in his actions; she instinctively felt that Fang Yi had said something to the child.

One weekend, after Fang Yihe picked up the child, Gao Li secretly followed in his car and discovered that Fang Yihe had taken the child into a restaurant, where Li Tingyi was waiting.

As soon as the two children saw Li Tingyi, they rushed into his arms affectionately, hugged his neck, and called him "Little Daddy".

This scene was nothing short of a slap in the face for Gao Li.

These two shameless scoundrels built their happiness on her suffering, ruined her life, and plunged her into despair and shame for decades. Now they're even trying to take away the child she depends on for support!

Enraged, Gao Li stormed into the restaurant and slapped Fang Yi and Li Tingyi hard in front of everyone.

The two children were so frightened that they burst into tears.

The consequence of his impulsiveness was that Fang Yi demanded that Gao Li apologize to Li Tingyi, but was refused, so he directly cut off child support.

Gao Li fought for three months, but finally lost when her daughter cried and wanted to go back to "Daddy and Little Daddy's home," and her son pointed at her nose and cursed her, saying, "The one who isn't loved is the mistress" and "The slut who broke up Daddy and Little Daddy."

In order to bring her life back on track, Gao Li endured the humiliation and apologized to Li Tingyi.

She thought that as long as she gave in, she could settle things peacefully and avoid being forced into a corner. But from then on, no matter how much she smiled and humbled herself, the two children believed that she was a bad person and hated her extremely.

After enduring three years of extreme stress, Gao Li was diagnosed with late-stage breast cancer.

Upon learning this news, Fang Yihe took the two children away and abandoned her in a nursing home.

Six months later, Gao Li passed away.

……

After reading the walkthrough, Yan Zhen subconsciously looked down at her seven-month pregnant belly.

What a bastard!

Fortunately, it was her first pregnancy, so there was still room for redemption—it would have been better if she hadn't been born at all.

Yan Zhen sorted out his thoughts and quickly came up with a complete plan to deal with the situation.

She got up and walked out of the toilet stall, looking up at herself in the bathroom mirror.

The original owner was not particularly attractive, but had a good figure and was estimated to be over 1.75 meters tall. Perhaps due to pregnancy, her skin was fair and rosy, and her eyes were bright and lively.

At this stage, nothing has happened yet, and the original owner is immersed in the false happiness of meeting a good person.

Looking at that face, which was brimming with the joy of becoming a mother, Yan Zhen could almost imagine how the original owner would break down hysterically when she learned the truth.

Fang Yi and that scumbag!

After washing his hands, Yan Zhen left the hospital and took a taxi home.

Fang Yihe comes from a well-off family. When he married the original owner last year, he bought a nearly 200-square-meter marital home in full.

Back home, Yan Zhen unlocked the door with his fingerprint, pushed it open, and walked in. The motion-sensor light in the entryway turned on.

The house is decorated in an American country style, mainly in light wood and beige tones, paired with light green and light pink soft furnishings, and solid wood furniture, creating a warm and comfortable atmosphere.

When the original owner first saw the new house's decoration, she was amazed and puzzled as to why Fang Yi, a grown man, would choose this style of decoration.

Fang Yihe explained that it was a suggestion from a friend who said that girls liked this style.

Later, after things fell apart, Gao Li learned from Li Tingyi's boastful and provocative words that the house was decorated in his preferred style.

Gao Li was so happy when he first moved in, but later he grew to hate the house.

After changing his shoes, Yan Zhen casually swept the decorative vase on the shoe cabinet in the entryway into the trash can.

It was nearly seven o'clock in the evening. In late autumn, it gets dark early. Yan Zhen waited at home for half an hour before she heard the door open. Fang Yihe had returned.

Upon seeing Fang Yihe, Yan Zhen sized him up several times.

He was about 1.85 meters tall, with the kind of handsome features that older generations liked. His four-piece suit and vest accentuated his broad shoulders and narrow waist.

After taking off his coat, his arms, visible beneath the sleeves, were muscular and exuded the air of a refined and scholarly gentleman, the kind of person who would turn heads on the street.

No wonder Gao Li agreed to marry him after knowing him for only three months. In terms of appearance and financial resources, Gao Li was marrying above her station.

Meeting Yan Zhen's probing gaze, Fang Yi put down his laptop bag, loosened his tie, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

Yan Zhen stopped scrutinizing him, took the suit jacket he had just taken off, and smiled, "No."

Fang Yi casually asked, "How were today's pregnancy test results?"

"It's all good, the child is very healthy."

"That's good." Fang Yihe's tone carried a hint of guilt. "Thank you for your hard work. I really couldn't leave the research institute, otherwise I would have accompanied you to the hospital."

“I know you’re busy,” Yan Zhen said, going along with his words. “You work so hard every day, I can handle these little things myself, you don’t need to worry.”

Having said all that, the couple should logically exchange a hug to express their gratitude for each other's understanding and tenderness.

But Fang Yihe chose to change the subject, subtly avoiding her tenderness: "What would you like to eat for dinner?"

Something light.

How about plain noodles?

"it is good."

Fang Yi turned and went to the kitchen to make dinner. Yan Zhen watched his back and the smile on his face disappeared.

She glanced at Fang Yihe's phone, which he had casually placed on the glass coffee table—Fang Yihe was currently not on guard against her, leaving his phone and computer lying around in the living room.

Yan Zhen picked up her phone and went to the balcony, where there was a bird's nest-shaped hanging chair. She nestled into the bird's nest and turned on her phone.

The phone had a screen lock. After a moment's thought, Yan Zhen retrieved Li Tingyi's birthday from the original owner's memories, entered it, and successfully unlocked the phone.

She scoffed inwardly. These two lovers had such a good relationship that they even used each other's birthdays as their phone lock screen passwords.

Fang Yihe's phone language was set to English. Yan Zhen didn't bother with anything else; he directly opened WeChat, found the friend whose contact name was "Tingyi," and scrolled through the chat history.

Upon seeing this, she couldn't help but make the same expression as an elderly person looking at their phone on the subway.