Morning.
Bright.
Peaceful.
A complete lie.
Zian Hausi opened her eyes.
Slowly.
Very slowly.
She stared at the ceiling.
System check.
Body condition…
Pause.
…Why does everything feel broken.
Her fingers moved.
Her arm lifted slightly.
"…Why do I feel weak."
Silence.
She tried to sit up—
"…Ah."
Immediate regret.
Her hand went straight to her waist.
"…Why does it feel like I fought ten people."
Pause.
"…And lost."
Her eyes narrowed.
Memory…
Blur.
Heat.
Close.
Pause.
Incomplete.
"…Annoying."
She stood up anyway.
Unsteady—
Then stable.
Ignore weakness.
She walked out.
Step.
Step.
Step—
"…Why does walking hurt too."
Pause.
This is personal.
She went downstairs.
Dining Area
Everyone was there.
Shengling.
Tea.
Peaceful.
Fiang Huo.
Reading.
Sterling.
Eating like survival depended on it.
Huo Lou.
Judging him silently.
And—
Fiang Sheng.
Sitting calmly.
Too calmly.
Zian stopped.
Her eyes locked onto him.
Silence.
Dangerous silence.
Sterling froze.
"…Oh no."
Huo Lou whispered,
"…It's starting."
Zian walked forward.
Slow.
Controlled.
Her hand touched her waist again.
Still hurts.
She reached the table.
Stopped.
Looked straight at Fiang Sheng.
And said—
"…You jerk."
Everything froze.
Fiang Sheng looked up.
Calm.
"…Good morning."
"…Don't 'good morning' me."
Pause.
Zian leaned slightly.
"…You should have gone easier on me."
Time stopped.
Reality stopped.
Shengling—
Mid-sip—
"PFFFFFFFFFFFF—"
Tea exploded.
"…WHAT."
She stared.
"…Looks like I can hold my chubby grandson next year!"
Sterling dropped his spoon.
"…I KNEW IT."
Huo Lou choked.
"…NO YOU DID NOT."
Fiang Huo slowly lowered his paper.
"…Explain."
Zian crossed her arms.
Calm.
Too calm.
"…I was not in a normal state last night."
Pause.
"…And someone stayed."
Everyone turned.
Slowly.
Toward Fiang Sheng.
Silence.
He didn't hesitate.
Didn't blink.
"…You wanted it."
Silence.
Absolute silence.
Reality shattered.
Sterling stopped breathing.
"…WHAT."
Huo Lou covered her mouth.
"…HE SAID IT."
Zian froze.
Then—
Her expression changed.
Anger.
Sharp.
Dangerous.
She turned—
FAST—
Toward Shengling—
"MOOOOOOOOM—"
Everyone jumped.
"…My waist— AAAAH—"
She held her waist dramatically.
"…HE BROKE IT— MAAAA—"
Shengling rushed up instantly.
"…WHAT HAPPENED?!"
Zian leaned toward her.
Fully dramatic now.
"…Maaa… aaaah… MOOOM…"
Pause.
"…He broke my waist…"
Silence.
"…I told him to go easy on me…"
Pause.
"…but he didn't…"
Time.
Stopped.
Sterling grabbed Huo Lou.
"…WE'RE LEAVING."
"…IMMEDIATELY."
They both turned—
Ran.
Fast.
Very fast.
"THIS IS ABOVE MY PAY GRADE—"
"WAIT FOR ME—"
Gone.
Disappeared.
Escaped.
Fiang Huo stood up slowly.
"…I also—"
Pause.
"…have work."
He left.
Immediately.
Smart man.
Now—
Only three people remained.
Zian.
Still dramatic.
Shengling.
Completely shocked.
And—
Fiang Sheng.
Still sitting.
Still calm.
How.
Shengling slowly turned her head.
Toward him.
Eyes wide.
"…You…"
Pause.
"…DID WHAT?"
Fiang Sheng closed his eyes briefly.
"…Mother—"
"…DON'T 'MOTHER' ME."
She turned instantly—
"MAID!"
A maid rushed in.
"…Yes, Madam!"
Shengling pointed dramatically.
"…Prepare nourishing soup!"
Pause.
"…For pregnant women!"
Silence.
The maid froze.
"…P-Pregnant…?"
Zian froze.
Completely.
…Wait.
Fiang Sheng opened his eyes.
Very slowly.
"…No."
Shengling waved her hand.
"…JUST IN CASE."
"…Mother."
"…PREVENTION IS IMPORTANT."
Zian slowly turned her head.
"…What."
Her brain stopped.
Pregnant?
Pause.
HOW DID WE GET HERE.
Fiang Sheng stood up.
Calm.
"…No one is pregnant."
Shengling ignored him.
"…Add more herbs!"
"…Mother."
"…And make it warm!"
"…Mother."
"…Healthy for the baby!"
"…THERE IS NO BABY."
Silence.
Zian blinked.
Once.
Twice.
Then—
She sat down.
Very slowly.
This is my life now.
Pause.
I want to disappear.
Across from her—
Fiang Sheng looked at her.
Calm.
And Zian—
Didn't look back.
But inside—
Jiang Nanshu.
Pause.
You caused this.
Her fingers tightened slightly.
You embarrassed me.
Pause.
You are finished.
And this time—
There would be no mistakes.
No mercy.
Only—
Payback. 😈🔥