One knows whether the water is warm or cold by drinking it themselves.
This could be considered a last resort when no other options remain.
Shu Yunyi was startled by her own bold idea, but upon reflection, wasn’t it the only way?
After enduring so many hardships and accumulating so many unforgettable memories, letting go now was simply impossible for Shu Yunyi.
‘Besides, I still have Yaoyao…’
Distracted, Shu Yunyi murmured to herself.
The option of retreat didn’t exist, and with Cheng Jun’s situation already set in stone, the remaining choice became glaringly obvious.
On Fu Nanzhi’s side, seeing Shu Yunyi gradually calm down, she finally felt at ease enough to leave.
She had stayed this long—caring for her, keeping her company—precisely because she feared Shu Yunyi might spiral again.
Now that Shu Yunyi had stabilized, her task was complete.
“In that case, I’ll take my leave.”
“Get some rest. Life only gives you one chance—don’t ever think of throwing it away again.”
With this final warning, Fu Nanzhi stood up to go.
“Ouch…”
As she rose, her leg bumped against the edge of the coffee table. Though the impact wasn’t strong, the bruise from her earlier fall hadn’t yet faded.
The contact naturally drew a sharp hiss from her.
“What’s wrong? Are you alright?”
The sound snapped Shu Yunyi out of her thoughts, and she immediately turned to her with concern.
“It’s nothing.”
Fu Nanzhi straightened up, forcing a smile.
“Just a minor bump. I’ll spray some Yunnan Baiyao when I get back.”
Shu Yunyi quickly pieced together what had happened.
“You hurt yourself saving me earlier, didn’t you?”
“I’m sorry.”
Guilt weighed heavily on Shu Yunyi’s heart. Not only had Fu Nanzhi saved her, but she’d also gotten injured in the process.
Logically, Fu Nanzhi had no obligation to intervene—she could’ve easily ignored Shu Yunyi’s plight. Yet she’d come anyway.
A faint smile touched Fu Nanzhi’s lips as she brushed it off.
“No big deal.”
“If you think about it, trading a bruise for a life is a pretty good deal.”
Her words carried a generous spirit, warming Shu Yunyi’s heart.
For a moment, she couldn’t help imagining how nice it might be to live under the same roof with someone like her.
No matter what, a personality like hers would eliminate ninety percent of potential conflicts.
Just then, the sound of a passcode being entered echoed from the door.
It swung open, and both women turned to see—unexpectedly—Shen Yi stepping inside.
Fu Nanzhi’s initial surprise quickly gave way to a smile.
Shu Yunyi, however, felt shock first, then a creeping dread.
[On their wedding night, Cheng Jun magnanimously let you leave.]
[Worried about Shu Yunyi, you rushed over without delay.]
[Fortunately, Fu Nanzhi’s intervention had averted disaster—aside from a few bruises, no one was seriously hurt.]
[Shu Yunyi was both relieved and terrified by your arrival. Fearful of your disappointment, she clung to Fu Nanzhi like a lifeline, desperate to keep her from leaving.]
[Though anger simmered in your chest, the sight of her trembling hesitation softened your heart.]
[It was Fu Nanzhi who mediated, explaining the situation and urging you to understand.]
[Her words struck you like hammer blows, deepening your guilt toward them. Relenting, you chose not to press the matter further.]
[Still, you laid down the law: Shu Yunyi was never to touch another drop of alcohol. This was for her own good—your non-negotiable bottom line.]
[Shu Yunyi, already on edge, eagerly agreed.]
After the turmoil, Fu Nanzhi was deeply puzzled by your sudden appearance, suspecting you had sneaked out without permission.
You earnestly explained yourself to them, sharing the ideas you had discussed with Cheng Jun.
You had brought it up tentatively, never expecting it to align perfectly with what the two of them had just been talking about.
Their responses were vague and ambiguous, a far cry from their initial resistance.
Though somewhat embarrassed, Shu Yunyi and Fu Nanzhi eventually acquiesced to this unusual arrangement, albeit reluctantly.
Overjoyed, you let out a huge sigh of relief. The situation had taken a dramatic turn, and you could finally see hope for a happy resolution.
A month after the wedding, taking advantage of Cheng Jun’s visible pregnancy, the two of you went on a honeymoon.
Cheng Jun cherished having you all to herself during that time. True to her word, she remained silent about your actions afterward, even deliberately giving you space when needed.
Her wisdom greatly eased the tension between the other two women, and with her turning a blind eye, life settled into a peaceful rhythm.
As days passed, you never neglected their needs despite the newfound harmony.
With Cheng Jun’s due date approaching, you devoted more time to caring for and accompanying her.
Fu Nanzhi and Shu Yunyi understood, and during this period, their own relationship improved significantly. They laughed and chatted so often that outsiders might have mistaken them for sisters.
Time flew by, and soon it was time for childbirth.
Thanks to Cheng Jun’s excellent nutrition during pregnancy, the baby had grown quite large, making the delivery slow and arduous.
Outside the delivery room, you, your parents, and Cheng Tianwei and Wen Ya waited anxiously until finally, a cry announced the baby’s arrival.
You were blessed with a son, weighing eight pounds and six ounces.
The entire family was overjoyed. Cheng Tianwei, who had put all work on hold, finally let his emotions show, clenching his fists in relief.
You entered to see Cheng Jun, her forehead damp with sweat, her hair sticking to her skin. Her eyes shone with exhaustion and happiness.
After whispering words of encouragement, you held her hand and stayed by her side.
The two families, delighted by the healthy baby boy, couldn’t stop doting on the little one in the bassinet, treating him as if he were the most precious treasure.
When it came to naming the child, after some discussion, the task fell to Cheng Tianwei.
He glanced at you, pondered for a moment, and came up with a simple yet meaningful name: Yixin.
From then on, the child would be called Shen Yixin. As for the nickname, Cheng Jun followed Cheng Tianwei’s lead and settled on Kaixin—meaning "happy," a wish for his future to be filled with joy.
With the birth of her child, Cheng Jun felt content, her heart at peace. She no longer yearned for anything more.
As the dust settled and relationships mellowed, the three women gradually grew closer.
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