Pregnancy test report from ex-boyfriend
Pregnancy test report from ex-boyfriend Chapter 2: Cheating He was looking at her belly.

Ms. Zhu fainted and was immediately sent to the hospital.

On the way to the ambulance, she was clutching her pregnancy test report tightly, and the nurse couldn’t pull it away.

Sitting in the ambulance, Zhu Yiyi’s heart sank.

When her mother woke up, she would be furious.

Ms. Zhu woke up an hour later.

The first thing she did after opening her eyes was to grab the phone on the bedside table and throw it at Zhu Yiyi: “What have I done to deserve you, this useless dead girl. Zhu Yiyi, tell me the truth, is the baby yours and your ex-boyfriend—”

“He Shen’s?!”

Ms. Zhu was furious, as if she would get up and grab a knife to seek revenge if Zhu Yiyi said “yes.”

Zhu Yiyi remained silent for a few seconds: “No.”

Ms. Zhu’s anger deflated like a punctured balloon, “…What did you say?”

“The baby isn’t He Shen’s.”

Ms. Zhu was shocked: “Did you cheat?”

Zhu Yiyi: “…”

“Okay, I knew you had a boyfriend who was tall, handsome, and had a prestigious education, why did you break up with him, it turns out you cheated…” Ms. Zhu felt sorry for He Shen and accused her, “Zhu Yiyi, you’re such a promiscuous woman!”

Zhu Yiyi kept her head down and didn’t say a word in response to the scolding.

Finally, Ms. Zhu was tired of scolding, she glanced at her daughter’s belly: “Who is that scumbag?”

Zhu Yiyi pursed her lips: “I don’t know.”

Ms. Zhu was stunned, she couldn’t catch her breath and fainted again.

Who would have thought that her seemingly honest and decent daughter was so wild.

The weekend ended in a farce.

Monday was the next day, Zhu Yiyi hadn’t slept all night and woke up late, she went to the company with two dark circles under her eyes.

She was eating a fried dough stick while waiting for the employee elevator.

There was a sound of footsteps behind her.

The steps were steady and restrained.

Accompanied by the security guard’s flattering greeting: “Good morning, Mr. He.”

“Good morning.”

The man’s voice was indifferent, with the aura of a superior.

The footsteps gradually approached and finally stopped beside Zhu Yiyi.

Next to them was the high-level executive elevator.

He Shen was dressed in a suit, with a gentle and aloof demeanor.

He bent over slightly to swipe his card, a “beep” sound, and the elevator descended automatically.

He was on the left, she was on the right.

The two of them had no interaction, there was not a single word exchanged.

It was as if they were really not familiar with each other.

Zhu Yiyi was conflicted.

Her ex-boyfriend was upright and honest.

He would be polite and considerate when crossing the road, never overtaking;

When he got off work and encountered a crowd, he would take the initiative to invite employees to take the high-level elevator;

Even if there was trash on the side of the road, he would pick it up slowly and deliberately;

Even their first time was initiated by her.

He was a true gentleman.

Out of human trust, Zhu Yiyi felt that such a disgraceful thing couldn’t have been done by He Shen.

She also knew the truth that “exes should be treated as if they were dead,” and she shouldn’t have initiated a conversation.

But she still wanted to probe a little.

“Mr. He.” She called out unexpectedly.

He Shen glanced at her.

“Where were you on the weekend?”

“Shanghai.”

“What were you doing?”

“Business trip.”

“What time did you return to Beijing?”

“Last night.”

His attitude was sincere, his words were firm and powerful, there was no possibility of nervousness.

See, even after breaking up, he was still patiently answering, Zhu Yiyi beat her chest and stomped her feet, feeling guilty again for doubting her gentlemanly ex-boyfriend.

“Is there anything else, Ms. Zhu?” The man stepped half a foot into the elevator, “I have to work.”

As soon as he asked, Zhu Yiyi really remembered something.

She secretly looked around, making sure no one was around, she suddenly approached He Shen and whispered: “Mr. He, my USB drive is still in your apartment.”

“What does it look like?”

“Rose gold, it’s in the desk drawer.”

“No.”

He answered without hesitation.

“No? How can it not be there?” Zhu Yiyi frowned, “I put it there casually when I moved my luggage.”

He Shen lowered his eyes to look at her, “Are you accusing me of lying, Ms. Zhu?”

Zhu Yiyi choked.

“Sorry, I’ve been busy with work these past two days, I’m a little tired,” he rubbed his temples, showing a hint of fatigue, “Maybe I’m mistaken.”

When Zhu Yiyi was dating him, she knew how hard he worked.

Once, Ms. Zhu was not at home, Zhu Yiyi inexplicably developed a high fever, she was delirious, holding her phone in her hand and pressing random buttons.

She accidentally dialed He Shen’s number.

In the middle of the night, the man answered immediately: “Hello.”

She mumbled incoherently, “I feel so bad…”

The little girl was burning with fever, her nose was blocked, and her throat was swollen, she sounded particularly pitiful.

He asked: “Yiyi, what’s wrong?”

“I have a fever.”

“Do you have any medicine at home?”

She mumbled “uh” in a daze, not knowing if she had any or not.

“Can you get up now? Be good, go to the living room and find some fever medicine to take.”

Sick people are a bit spoiled, she was burning with pain, her voice was choked with tears: “I don’t want to take medicine, I want to see you…”

There was no pause on the other end of the phone: “Wait for me.”

That night, Zhu Yiyi got her wish and saw He Shen, she cried and threw herself into his arms, saying she felt bad, saying she missed him. The man was dusty and hadn’t even had a sip of water, he held her in his arms and fed her fever medicine, and apologized to her: “I’m sorry, I didn’t take good care of you.”

Later, Zhu Yiyi found out that He Shen was on a business trip in a neighboring city that night, he was able to answer her call at three in the morning because he was still working.

When he heard her say she wanted to see him, he drove back to Beijing overnight.

Her thoughts returned, Zhu Yiyi looked at the fatigue on He Shen’s face, she hesitated: “If the USB drive is lost, then it’s lost, you take care of yourself.”

He Shen’s hand rubbing his temples stiffened slightly.

He looked up, the pupils behind his glasses were like deep pools: “Ms. Zhu, won’t you look for it again?”

“No, I guess…”

“There’s a year’s worth of data organized on that USB drive, it’s needed for the annual summary report.”

“I have a backup on my computer…”

“The company’s computer system is at risk,” He Shen lowered his head, his warm breath approached, like seduction, like persuasion, “It’s safer to find the USB drive.”

Zhu Yiyi was persuaded.

“Okay, I’ll go after work?”

“Alright.”

As soon as he finished speaking, someone rushed into the company’s lobby downstairs: “Move out of the way—”

Then a card, like a skipping stone, “whoosh” flew straight towards the card reader on the wall. The moment the card touched the wall, it “beeped,” and a cold mechanical female voice announced: “You have successfully clocked in at 7:59:58 seconds.”

Zhu Yiyi was stunned: “That’s incredible timing.”

Ling Mai retrieved the card, she saw Zhu Yiyi in the elevator, and greeted her with a smile: “Yiyi!”

She got closer and realized He Shen was standing next to her.

The CEO of Timeshun Media.

Her boss.

Ling Mai’s smile froze, she immediately stood up straight, “Good morning, Mr. He.”

He Shen nodded.

Ling Mai took small steps to Zhu Yiyi’s side, “I heard you went on another blind date yesterday?”

Zhu Yiyi almost choked on her soy milk.

She nervously glanced at the man next to her.

“This is your fifth one in the past half month, you’re quite popular.”

Zhu Yiyi covered her mouth, the elevator doors opened, she dragged and pulled Ling Mai into the elevator.

The elevator doors closed, and the elevator slowly ascended.

He Shen stood there, his eyes deep and unreadable.

The advertising planning department is always the busiest on Mondays, all kinds of data are summarized and submitted, and if you’re unlucky, you’ll be caught by the nosy supervisor Amy to be her personal meeting note-taker.

Zhu Yiyi was that unlucky one.

Eight out of ten times, she was called upon by Amy.

“Zhu Zhu, come here.”

Zhu Yiyi resigned herself to her fate and walked over, “Amy.”

“I told you to call me Amy,” Amy spoke in a Hong Kong accent, her manicured fingers gently rested on Zhu Yiyi’s shoulder, “My dear, there’s a high-level meeting today, will you accompany me?”

Timeshun’s meetings were very strict.

Participants had to maintain a high level of concentration, listen to the main speaker’s report or criticism and suggestions, and provide meeting feedback in a timely manner.

The meeting note-taker was the little assistant of each participant, responsible for taking meeting notes and avoiding missing information.

Zhu Yiyi had a strong sense of being a workhorse, flattering her boss was also a way of survival: “Okay, it’s my honor to serve Amy.”

Amy smiled charmingly: “I knew that hiring you was the best decision I ever made.”

Zhu Yiyi’s lucky break when she joined the company two years ago was given to her by Amy.

Amy hated low-class men, especially those who were arrogant and ugly, she was one of the HRs during the interview, and she kicked out several highly educated men in a row.

Until Zhu Yiyi, who was ordinary and unremarkable, came in.

She was 23 two years ago, a recent college graduate.

High ponytail, white short-sleeved shirt, black pants, delicate features, and a double-non-degree that was even more ordinary than her.

And those clear and foolish eyes.

Other interviewers wanted to pass her without waiting for her to speak, but Amy’s impatient eyes suddenly lit up, her scarlet lips curved, her jeweled nails pointed: “I want her.”

Zhu Yiyi was taken in by Amy, who was rumored to have the most eccentric temper and the strictest selection criteria.

It was still a miracle to this day.

The meeting started half an hour later.

Zhu Yiyi followed Amy, who was dressed in a red dress, and watched as she greeted everyone, her smile bright, her demeanor calm.

She was simply the best embodiment of the female protagonist in a novel.

Zhu Yiyi had once tried to become a glamorous beauty in order to chase He Shen.

Eyeliner, red lips, and a fitted, waist-cinching dress.

In order to hide her belly, she didn’t eat for three days! She held her breath everywhere she went!

But He Shen didn’t even look at her at the time.

Within two days, Zhu Yiyi decisively gave up and went back to being herself.

As she pushed open the door of the meeting room, a wave of warm air hit her.

There were already quite a few people inside, Zhu Yiyi had been the meeting note-taker so many times that she knew most of them.

There were people from the marketing department, the public relations department, the core technology department, and the advertising planning department where she and Amy worked, almost every department was there, it seemed like this meeting was very important.

Amy, as the supervisor, sat in the back right corner.

Zhu Yiyi was behind her, diligently taking notes.

After waiting for a few minutes, the door of the meeting room was pushed open again.

A faint scent of men’s cologne wafted in.

Everyone stood up: “Good morning, Mr. He.”

Zhu Yiyi froze.

He Shen?

She didn’t expect that the main speaker today would be him.

Zhu Yiyi buried her head low, trying to minimize her presence.

She didn’t notice the silence in the meeting room.

The atmosphere was awkward and strange.

Until a voice came: “Ms. Zhu, are you feeling unwell?”

Fearful of what she feared, Zhu Yiyi raised her head abruptly, meeting He Shen’s questioning gaze.

He was looking at her belly.

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