But then overnight, public opinion reversed.
So it was mutual infidelity? With that appearance, that gaze, no one would believe he wasn't blood-related to Major General Ji.
When asked about age, the child turned out to be the same age as Ji Yanyi.
Public opinion exploded.
While Bo Xin was taking out the trash, Aunt Liu gently stopped her.
"Little Ji still hasn't come home?"
Bo Xin nodded. "About over a month now."
Since he woke up in the hospital after the car accident, he left and never came back.
She didn't know if his wounds had fully healed. The early death in the plot was probably closely related to this car accident.
Simply put, he was digging his own grave.
"You've already given in and are willing to take this child in. How can Little Ji still be so stubborn?"
This couple needed to compromise on both sides to live well together.
That was Aunt Liu's opinion.
Besides, Bo Xin had always had her pride. Now that she was willing to compromise on this, what more could Little Ji possibly want?
People said Bo Xin was hard to get along with and arrogant, but Aunt Liu didn't think so. She genuinely felt that Bo Xin was good-looking and her personality suited her tastes.
Bo Xin smiled slightly.
If Bo Xin remembered correctly, the recent gossip mostly said that she had worked hard to bring the child back but still couldn't win her husband's love.
But if people wanted to, they could come up with a completely different story.
For instance, right now, even if she said "Jiang Yuxu is my biological child," Aunt Liu would only think she had made a huge sacrifice and suffered a great injustice.
Bo Xin simply pointed upstairs with a seemingly troubled expression. "I have to go back and take care of the sick child. I'll stop chatting with you, Auntie."
"Look at you, you can't even take care of your own child after school."
Previously, Bo Xin would pick up Yanyi from school. But now his friend had moved away, and he mostly walked with friends, so she no longer did the pickups.
But Aunt Liu had just returned from a business trip to another province, so she probably wasn't too clear on that.
On the way, Bo Xin also met other people. The smell of disinfectant on her was quite noticeable.
Maybe in others' eyes, she didn't want Jiang Yuxu to go to school, so she deliberately messed with the child, causing him to catch a cold and get a fever.
Oh no, had she already mastered the logic of rumor-mongering? Bo Xin raised an eyebrow and calmly met the eyes of a passerby.
Back in the room, Bo Xin kicked off her slippers and sent them flying farther away.
She wanted to end this farce. Thinking carefully, only Ji Xingzhi's return could do that.
Once he saw Jiang Yuxu, maybe the money he sent would increase from five thousand for one child to ten thousand for two.
After all, that was the only way to cover expenses.
In her impression, Ji Xingzhi was cold and boring. But when she thought about how he had compromised on being cuckolded, she felt he might not be that boring after all.
Just as she was about to make a call, the phone rang first.
This number? So familiar yet unfamiliar.
"This is Bo Xin."
The voice on the other end paused for a long time. "What a rarity, it's you. Did you call earlier?"
If he remembered correctly, his last call had been to Lawyer Zhang.
Lawyer Zhang said he needed time. After a day with no reply, he remembered to make this call.
Bo Xin: "You were the one who called first."
Ji Xingzhi sat up straight in his office chair, a habit cultivated in the military. At this moment, he let out a deep breath and instead leaned back in the chair.
"What's the matter?"
It seemed the person on the other end hadn't taken her words in at all.
Bo Xin thought carefully, considering which point to start with. In the end, she figured it out.
"You haven't sent this month's money yet."
Ji Xingzhi chuckled slightly. Bo Xin thought he was a bit amused by her words. "I don't think I have any obligation to send money home now."
Bo Xin didn't think so. Didn't he care about all the years of affection?
Yanyi would be sad if he heard.
"So stingy. Hard to believe you're the child of a martyr."
Ji Xingzhi wasn't morally blackmailed or angry. He had always been very tolerant, but this time Bo Xin had touched a bottom line.
"The probability that I was born to my parents is much higher than the probability that the one at home is mine."
Bo Xin laughed. How harsh.
She could imagine Ji Xingzhi saying such sharp words with his cold face.
Author's note:
Dear readers, the author is a female lead stan.
This time, the male lead has this kind of personality—the type who bickers with the female lead and refuses to lose.
High attack, low defense, hehe.