Chen Qin Arrives

Upon learning about the incident, Chen Qin rushed to the scene immediately—after all, it involved the possibility of Chen Hai having an illegitimate child. This was something even she had to handle with utmost seriousness. Reputation aside, her main concern was whether the other party had ulterior motives.

In the room, Chen Qin, dressed in a sleek professional suit, sat on the edge of the bed with her arms crossed, scrutinizing Zhou Min before her.

At this moment, her aura was fully unleashed, devoid of the girlish demeanor she displayed around Ye Shuang. Her cold, composed expression made it clear she was in negotiation mode.

"If this was just an accident, then Chen Hai is the one at fault. How much compensation do you want?" she asked slowly.

Zhou Min shook her head. "I don’t want money. I just… love Ah Hai."

"Love…" Chen Qin repeated, then glanced at Chen Hai before sneering at Zhou Min.

"You must be really desperate."

"What do you even see in him? His age or the fact that he doesn’t shower?"

Chen Hai, standing nearby, interjected, "Uh—"

"Shut it!"

"Okay." Chen Hai immediately fell silent. He wasn’t just afraid of his wife—he was also terrified of his sister when she lost her temper.

Was he really that bad? At the very least, he was a rich second-generation heir, and "tall, rich, and handsome" covered two of those.

Was he really so unbearable?

Chen Hai felt like Ye Shuang and Chen Qin were cut from the same cloth—they even roasted him using the exact same words.

"Ah Hai is actually really kind," Zhou Min said softly at this point.

"I… I was once saved by him."

Saved?

Both Ye Shuang and Chen Qin turned their gazes toward Chen Hai, who looked utterly bewildered, as if he had no recollection of the event.

"Yes, many years ago, near Qianhe River, I was being mugged by some thugs… Ah Hai saved me," Zhou Min explained quietly.

Chen Hai suddenly jolted, his eyes widening in disbelief. "Y-You’re that glasses girl?!"

"Yes." Zhou Min nodded.

"I… I never expected to run into you again after joining the bank."

"Ah Hai, I really do love you."

Chen Hai was stunned.

He did remember the incident. Back when he was still in university, he had been driving home late at night when he spotted a high school girl being harassed by a group of thugs on the roadside. He had stepped in to help.

But it had been too dark that night, and the girl had been wearing oversized glasses, so he hadn’t paid much attention to her appearance.

What Chen Hai didn’t know was that his tall, burly figure had imprinted an endless sense of security in the girl’s heart.

Ye Shuang looked at Zhou Min—

[Character: Zhou Min

Currently pregnant. Developed feelings of gratitude toward Chen Hai after being rescued by him. Later, after joining the bank, those feelings gradually turned into affection…]

Reading the newly surfaced information, Ye Shuang realized Zhou Min wasn’t lying.

Huh? ↗

Wait, this doesn’t add up.

The air grew deathly silent. Even Chen Qin stared at Chen Hai in disbelief. "Hey, are you for real?"

"I… I don’t know either." Chen Hai was just as dumbfounded. He had initially suspected Zhou Min of having impure motives, but it turned out she was someone he had once saved.

Chen Qin pinched the bridge of her nose, as if suppressing rage, then abruptly smacked Chen Hai’s arm twice.

"You idiot! You’re just a reincarnated stud!"

"F-Fck…" Chen Hai flinched, instinctively cursing.

"Who the hell are you cursing?!" Chen Qin snapped, though her pretty face made her anger seem less intimidating.

"……" Chen Hai turned to Ye Shuang for help, but the latter could only offer a helpless, exasperated look.

At this moment, Ye Shuang and Chen Qin’s expressions were eerily synchronized—both wore the same look of utter disappointment.

"You’re pregnant. Sit down first." Chen Qin turned back to Zhou Min, her tone noticeably softer this time. "Are you absolutely sure the child is that stud’s?"

"S-Stud? It’s Ah Hai’s. I’m sure," Zhou Min said. "Because… I’ve only ever been with him."

Chen Qin took a deep breath, then stood up and walked out of the room, likely to call Chen's Father and inform him about the situation.

Meanwhile, Ye Shuang sat down beside Chen Hai. He suddenly bent over, picked up a cigarette butt from the floor, and handed it to him. "Here."

Chen Hai shook his head. "I quit."

"No, I’m telling you to burn yourself with it. Once it’s cooked, you won’t be able to cause any more trouble."

Chen Hai: "……"

His jeans still had a hole from the last time.

Ye Shuang was also at a loss. He had no idea how to clean up this mess Chen Hai had created.

"You two talk it out. I need some air."

Ye Shuang stood up and left the room, leaving Zhou Min and Chen Hai to sort things out between themselves.

Outside, Chen Qin was still on the phone. Ye Shuang noticed An Shiyu lingering by the door, still playing on her phone. "Why are you still here?"

"Savoring milk tea."

"Shouldn’t it be green tea?"

"Tastes different now." An Shiyu blinked innocently, slurping loudly.

"Eavesdropping isn’t a good habit."

"I have no idea what you’re talking about." The girl averted her gaze.

"Whatever." Ye Shuang didn’t press further, walking over to Chen Qin instead.

By now, Chen Qin had finished her call. Seeing Ye Shuang approach, the two exchanged a glance before synchronously leaning against the second-floor railing and sighing.

"Ugh—"

"What now?"

"Don’t ask me." Ye Shuang shrugged. "A paternity test is a must. If Zhou Min really… well… genuinely loves Chen Hai, then things get complicated. She doesn’t want to abort the child."

"If she had ulterior motives, it’d be easier. The problem is she wants nothing but him."

"Is it really that hard for men to control themselves?" Chen Qin rolled her eyes.

"Cough, maybe?"

"Then why haven’t you lost control around me?"

Ye Shuang suddenly realized the conversation had taken a weird turn. Clearing his throat, he changed the subject. "I wonder how Qiaoqiao and her mom are doing. They must’ve been furious earlier."

Chen Qin glanced at him and let out a soft hum.

"This kind of thing is actually pretty common in our circles—having a mistress or something outside," Chen Qin remarked. "Especially with arranged marriages. Most couples have no real feelings for each other and just do their own thing after tying the knot."

"But I never thought Chen Hai would end up like this."

"Maybe it really was just an accident?"

"You believe him? I bet he made the first move, and the girl just went along with it." Chen Qin completely dismissed Chen Hai’s version of events. If he had been truly drunk, he would’ve passed out long ago.

"More like he was half-drunk, saw she was pretty, and couldn’t control himself."

Ye Shuang suddenly recalled last night’s events—how he had instinctively grabbed that slime-like softness. If he hadn’t snapped out of it in time…

Maybe—

"Ah Ye, what’s on your mind?" Chen Qin asked curiously.

"Nothing." For some reason, Ye Shuang felt a pang of guilt.