Chapter 119: The Pregnancy Test Report

The waiter brought over the soju.

Jiang Yao poured a glass for Ye Yiyi, then poured one for himself. "Speak your mind. Let's have some drinks and lay everything out between us today."

Ye Yiyi glanced at the glass of liquor. "I’m not drinking today."

"Why not?"

Usually, at gatherings like this, Ye Yiyi was always the first to urge everyone to drink. Why was she refusing today?

Jiang Yao was puzzled but suddenly seemed to realize something. He grabbed the bag Ye Yiyi had pulled from the hospital.

Caught off guard, Ye Yiyi didn’t try to snatch it back, letting Jiang Yao see what was inside.

Pregnancy test report...

"Ye Yiyi, you..." Jiang Yao was at a loss for words.

Ye Yiyi lowered her head. "You found out anyway."

Jiang Yao composed himself, sat up straight, and lowered his voice. "Is it Luo Yixian’s?"

Ye Yiyi nodded.

"When are you two planning to get married?"

Ye Yiyi said nothing.

"You wouldn’t be thinking of not marrying him, right? Is it because he doesn’t want to?"

Ye Yiyi bit her lip tightly. "He doesn’t want to, and I haven’t decided whether to keep the baby."

Jiang Yao was furious. He grabbed the glass and drank it all in one gulp.

"Listen, Ye Yiyi, can’t you be a bit smarter? You’re not that young anymore. How could you be so careless with yourself?" Jiang Yao scolded her, his tone filled with frustration. "I’ve said before, that Luo Yixian isn’t a good man. If he doesn’t want to marry you, then just break up early!"

Ye Yiyi shook her head repeatedly. "I can’t break up."

"What? After everything, you’re still attached to him? Ye Yiyi, wake up!"

"It’s not that," Ye Yiyi gritted her teeth.

"Not that? Then what is it?"

"He took naked photos of me and threatened to spread them if I didn’t obey him." Ye Yiyi paused. "Not just mine, but I don’t know who else’s—he also has yours..."

"Mine?"

Jiang Yao immediately understood. Those were the photos taken of her by Zeng Qiwen back then.

Who else could it be?

Zeng Qiwen is dead. Who else could have those photos?

Connecting this to last night’s events, the situation grew stranger by the minute.

Could it be that last night wasn’t a dream, but reality?

"Yao, Yao..." Ye Yiyi called softly. "What’s wrong?"

Jiang Yao shook his head, pulling himself back from his thoughts. "So, you were blackmailed by him because of this? And because of this, you want to cut ties with me?"

Ye Yiyi choked up. "If I don’t listen to him, he won’t just spread my photos, but yours too. Back then, you were dating He Yunqing—I was afraid..."

Jiang Yao understood everything.

"So, you never really got mad at me? You always considered me a friend?"

Ye Yiyi nodded through tears.

"You fool. Do you know how painful it was without you? You weren’t even there on my birthday. You used to be the one who always celebrated with me!"

"I’m sorry, Yao. I went to the Spring Breeze Ten Miles, but I didn’t have the courage to go in..."

Jiang Yao wiped her eyes. "That bastard Luo Yixian—I won’t let him off!"

"Yao, don’t provoke him."

"I’m not afraid anymore."

After all, she didn’t have much time left. What was there to fear?

They ate for a while longer.

Ye Yiyi said she was in a hurry and urged Jiang Yao to pay the bill.

As soon as Jiang Yao left, Ye Yiyi bent down, swiftly pulled out Jiang Yao’s test report from the bag.

She didn’t understand the data much.

Seeing Jiang Yao about to return, Ye Yiyi hurriedly stuffed her own report into Jiang Yao’s bag and quietly kept Jiang Yao’s report for herself.

With the documents in her hands, she could read them whenever she wished.

No sooner had she finished than Jiang Yao returned.

They left the barbecue restaurant together.

Ye Yiyi took a phone call and hurried off, while Jiang Yao wandered aimlessly.

Without realizing it, she ended up by the edge of Mirror Lake.

Mirror Lake was still shrouded in its usual mysterious veil.

Jiang Yao stood by the lake, gazing at its calm surface. The image of a tall man involuntarily appeared in her mind.

She bent down, picked up a stone, and threw it onto the lake’s surface, just like before.

The jade-like water rippled in concentric circles.

"Jiang Yao, don’t give up. There’s still hope."

"Even five percent is hope."

"Jiang Yao, you endured so much before. You can make it through this too."

She shouted at the lake, tears streaming down her face without her noticing.

She didn’t know how long she’d been shouting before exhaustion overtook her.

She sat on a bench, leaning against a tree, and unknowingly fell asleep.

In her sleep, she murmured incessantly, "Jiang Yao, don’t lose heart... He Yunqing... He Yunqing..."

Beside her, a tall figure quietly appeared.

He Yunqing stood silently, watching her peaceful sleep, pain flickering in his deep eyes.

"How I miss you..." Jiang Yao whispered, sniffling.

He Yunqing’s gaze shifted downward to the hospital’s distinctive test report bag.

Is she ill?

His brow furrowed, fingers lightly gripping the report inside.

One corner of the report was pulled out.

A pregnancy test report...

His fingers suddenly tightened.

"Achoo!"

Jiang Yao suddenly sneezed, waking from her sleep.

Opening her eyes, she saw He Yunqing’s strikingly handsome face.

Startled, she blinked rapidly, rubbed her eyes, and opened her mouth to speak.

He Yunqing loosened his grip on the report and placed his hands behind his back.

"It seems I’m really not thinking clearly," she muttered to herself.

What were the odds of running into He Yunqing here?

The doctor had warned her that such illness could cause hallucinations.

She rubbed her head, closed her eyes, and opened them again, trying to clear her mind.

After repeating this three times, she confirmed it wasn’t a hallucination—standing before her was the living, breathing He Yunqing.

She suddenly felt embarrassed; her reaction earlier must have seemed like that of someone unwell mentally.

"Are you feeling unwell?" He Yunqing asked calmly.

Jiang Yao glanced at the bag, quickly snatching it and hiding it behind her. "No, just a routine check-up."

Her evasive behavior only confirmed the pregnancy report.

He Yunqing’s dark eyes dimmed. "You shouldn’t be sitting here at a time like this. Catching a chill won’t help."

"Ah, yes." Jiang Yao smiled awkwardly. "I was just about to leave."