While Sheng Zexi stepped away to make a phone call, Gu Jianing used her points in the mall to exchange for a one-month “Misfortune” halo and silently cast it on Zhang Qiumei from afar.
She believed that if Zhang Qiumei had truly done something evil, she would inevitably face punishment.
But as a mother, she couldn’t simply swallow her anger.
So, she decided to toss the misfortune halo at Zhang Qiumei first.
As for how Zhang Qiumei would suffer—that wasn’t her concern.
As it turned out, when a person is unlucky, even drinking water can make them choke.
Sure enough, Zhang Qiumei, who was drinking water at that very moment, choked.
The instant it happened, her eyes widened, and her face turned slightly purple. For a moment, she even felt as if she might die.
After a violent coughing fit, she finally recovered somewhat.
But her streak of bad luck was far from over.
She went to take a shower.
Then, her foot slipped, and she fell hard.
Instinctively, she tried to break her fall with her hands, only to hear a loud crack, followed by excruciating pain shooting through her right arm.
Her hand was fractured.
“Meimei, what’s wrong?”
Lin Chushi, who had just returned home, heard the commotion and rushed over.
“My hand—I think it’s broken. Quick, take me to the hospital!”
Without hesitation, Lin Chushi forced the door open. Inside, Zhang Qiumei had already undressed completely.
At this point, Lin Chushi had no time to care about that.
He hurriedly dressed her and then drove her to the hospital overnight.
After an examination, the doctors confirmed it was indeed a fracture.
Meanwhile, Sheng Zexi, who had already called his superiors and returned to the ward to guard Gu Jianing, heard noise outside. When he turned to look, he caught a glimpse of Lin Chushi’s figure passing by the window.
He stepped out to investigate and soon learned that Zhang Qiumei had fractured her hand and that Lin Chushi had rushed her to the hospital in the middle of the night.
When he returned, Sheng Zexi relayed the news to Gu Jianing.
Gu Jianing murmured, “That fast?”
Had the misfortune struck so quickly?
Well, it certainly seemed to have taken effect swiftly.
But this was only the beginning.
Zhang Qiumei had thought fracturing her hand and being hospitalized was already a terrible ordeal.
Little did she know that in the middle of the night, Chen Han would storm into her hospital room with several officers, determined to take her away by force.
Zhang Qiumei panicked instantly. “What are you doing? Why are you arresting me? It hurts—it hurts so much!”
“Old Lin, save me!”
“Chen Han, what’s the meaning of this?!” Lin Chushi stepped protectively in front of Zhang Qiumei, his face dark with anger.
“Chen Han, Qiumei is my wife—your superior’s wife! What right do you have to arrest the wife of a superior officer?”
Faced with Lin Chushi’s interrogation, Chen Han calmly produced an arrest warrant.
“Brigade Leader Lin, this is an arrest warrant for Zhang Qiumei, personally signed by Commander Lu.”
“We have strong reason to suspect that Zhang Qiumei has ties to R-country spies.”
“Therefore, we are taking her in for questioning.”
“Brigade Leader Lin, do you intend to interfere?”
“If you obstruct us, I’m afraid I’ll have to suspect that you, too, are involved—perhaps even connected to R-country.”
Lin Chushi’s eyes widened as he stared at Zhang Qiumei.
Zhang Qiumei was equally stunned. “No—no! How could I have anything to do with R-country? This must be a false accusation! Old Lin, you have to save me—you must save me!”
But Lin Chushi knew that unless there was solid evidence—whether physical proof or witness testimony—such an arrest warrant would never have been issued.
Only when there was solid evidence—at least an eighty percent certainty—would that surnamed Lu even consider signing an arrest warrant.
In the end, faced with Zhang Qiumei’s pleas for help, Lin Chushi said, “Meimei, go with them for now.”
“Don’t worry. If you’re innocent, I’ll definitely get you out.”
But Zhang Qiumei refused to listen, convinced that Lin Chushi simply didn’t want to save her.
Her emotions had already been unstable tonight.
Now, she completely lost it.
“Lin Chushi, you coward! You can’t even protect your own wife!”
“I regret ever marrying you!”
As she was dragged away, Zhang Qiumei kept screaming these words.
Lin Chushi clenched his fists, his face tight with suppressed emotion as he listened to her accusations.
Meimei, I will save you. I swear I will!
…
Sheng Zexi witnessed Zhang Qiumei’s arrest firsthand.
There was no avoiding it—the commotion was too loud.
Since it was happening near Zhang Qiumei’s room, Sheng Zexi naturally stepped out to see.
After all, he was the one who had reported her suspicious activities in the first place.
Zhang Qiumei, now in custody, never expected to run into Sheng Zexi.
Seeing him, she felt as if lifetimes had passed.
Why is Sheng Zexi at the hospital?
Then it hit her—right, that bitch Gu Jianing is here giving birth.
How lucky Gu Jianing was, to have a man like Sheng Zexi.
A man with such a bright future, so proud and untouchable, yet willingly tending to a woman during her postpartum confinement.
It was enough to make anyone burn with envy.
But at this moment, Zhang Qiumei lowered her head, unable to meet Sheng Zexi’s gaze.
She knew how wretched she looked, being hauled away like this.
She didn’t want him to see her like this.
Her mind raced with thoughts, but she didn’t realize—Sheng Zexi didn’t care about her at all.
He merely glanced at her, his eyes icy, then turned and walked back to the ward to tell Gu Jianing what had happened.
“Now it’s up to the higher-ups to investigate.”
…
Meanwhile, in Qianye Village…
It was late at night. Though the typhoon had weakened significantly after making landfall, it hadn’t completely passed.
The rain had stopped, but strong winds still rattled the windows and doors violently.
Inside Lin Shu’s house, she lay asleep in bed.
But she was trapped in a nightmare.
She dreamed of that day years ago, during another typhoon—the day her daughter, Tiantian, had died.
It was as if she were stuck in this hellish loop, unable to wake up no matter how hard she tried.
Sweat beaded on her forehead. Her eyes remained tightly shut, tears streaming down her cheeks as she kept murmuring, “Tiantian… Tiantian…”
The nightmare repeated endlessly.
Just as she was on the verge of despair, a figure suddenly appeared in her dream.
Tiantian?
No—not Tiantian.
“Aunt Lin Shu, I’m Yueyue,” the little girl said with a smile.
Yueyue stepped forward and hugged her, looking up. “Aunt Lin Shu, thank you for saving me.”
Lin Shu froze.
She… saved Yueyue?
Then, the dream shifted.
Once again, it was a typhoon. Once again, the raging sea.
But this time, Lin Shu wasn’t forced to pull her daughter’s lifeless body from the water.
Instead, she leaped into the waves without hesitation and rescued Yueyue.
The final image froze on Yueyue hugging her tightly, whispering:
“Aunt Lin Shu, I’ll tell you a secret—Tiantian told me she doesn’t blame you.”
“She said you’re a good mom. She wants you to live happily, because that’s what would make her happy.”
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