After the divorce, the crazy CEO knocked on his ex-wife's door every night.

She snorted coldly, her eyes turning aggressive. "What, are you playing the high and mighty card with me here? Let me tell you honestly, we're both equally bad, so neither of us should look down on the other. However, it's not your place to interfere in my affairs yet. Shen Xuan, I'll remind you one more time: when Si Yuan is willing to do a paternity test with Weiwei, I hope you'll be sensible and stay away from him. Do you know how painful it is for a child to grow up in a broken home? That kind of shadow lingers for life, and they may never be able to escape it."

She paused, her voice suddenly lowering, but her tone carrying a sharp accusation, "You yourself were neglected by your parents from a young age, with no one to guide or accompany you. Why do you want Weiwei to repeat your mistakes? Can you really bear to let him go through all of this?"

Shen Xuan was not angered by these barbed words. Instead, she frowned slightly, as if she was seriously considering what the other person had said.

But the next second she suddenly changed her tone, questioning him with a hint of contempt: "Since you talk about how pitiful children from single-parent families are, then I want to ask you: if the situation is really as terrible as you say, then why did you choose to divorce An Zihao in the first place? As far as I know, that person could clearly tolerate your background, and even doted on you. But what did you do? Because of a momentary disagreement or being lonely, you ultimately chose to leave, and now you're picking and choosing and shirking responsibility? What kind of logic is that? Please enlighten me."

Upon hearing this, Han Xin's face instantly darkened to the point of appearing to drip water.

She gritted her teeth, her eyes bloodshot with anger, and almost unable to control herself, she roared, "Shen Xuan! Who are you calling names? Who gave you permission to comment on my private life like that?! Who gave you the right?"

His voice rose several octaves, and his tone had completely lost its composure.

Faced with her agitated reaction, Shen Xuan did not show even the slightest apology, and remained standing with her usual calm demeanor.

He even curled his lips into a half-smile, his tone dripping with sarcasm and mockery: "Oh, right, you hate it when people bring up these things, did I hit a nerve?"

She paused briefly after saying that, then added, "I am indeed a divorced woman, at least I admit it myself, and I haven't deliberately hidden or embellished it. As for you..."

Shen Xuan's gaze swept over her abdomen, then meaningfully returned to her face, his voice drawn out and heavy.

"You spend all day flitting between a bunch of men, changing partners quite frequently, right? Even you probably don't know whose child that is, do you? Tsk tsk, and you still have the nerve to stand here and be sarcastic about me, criticizing my infertility? It seems like just a few days ago you excitedly went to visit the Lu family, and shortly after, you said you were pregnant. Tsk tsk tsk, your efficiency is truly 'admirable'!"

Instead of questioning who the father of the child in my belly is, you should think about how to get Si Yuan to pay more attention to you and waste less time on me.

Shen Xuan sneered, her eyes filled with indifference and disdain.

Her fingers gently stroked her abdomen, as if protecting some inviolable dignity.

"Do you think that by staring at my belly and asking me all sorts of questions every day, you can change anything? Don't be naive! You know perfectly well that Si Yuan doesn't have those feelings for you at all, yet you still deceive yourself and keep pestering him. It's utterly ridiculous."

Her tone grew increasingly sarcastic, "Instead of wasting your energy trying to sow discord between me and Si Yuan, you should focus on improving yourself. Maybe then he'd even give you a second glance! As for me... heh, you're not worth wasting so much energy on."

"Si Yuan has already agreed to do a paternity test with Weiwei. Shen Xuan, just wait to get out of his life."

Han Xin raised her chin, her face full of smugness and provocation.

She hugged the child tightly and looked directly at Shen Xuan with a victorious air.

"Can you stop Si Yuan from making a promise he personally made? When the time comes, you'll have to accept your fate!"

She emphasized, "Don't think you can keep fooling him with sweet words. Once the truth comes out, let's see how you'll still have the face to stay in the Li family!"

Her gaze was full of contempt, as if Shen Xuan were already a loser.

"Fine, if the paternity test proves Weiwei is his child, I'll leave your house immediately without saying a word. But if not, you'd better get out of the Li family! Han Xin, listen carefully, don't wait until I physically kick you out, that would be more embarrassing for everyone."

Shen Xuan's tone suddenly turned icy, and a warning glint flashed in her eyes.

"I'm not afraid to gamble with you, because I know better than anyone that things won't be as simple as you think. But if you're so persistent, then let's see who loses!"

She leaned forward slightly, her voice low but each word like a knife, "If the results prove that Weiwei is indeed not Siyuan's child, then please leave on your own. Don't force me to use force, because at that time, you will be a hundred times more miserable than you are now!"

"Then let's wait and see!"

Han Xin gritted her teeth and lifted the child in her arms higher, trying her best to appear indifferent, but she couldn't hide the panic in her eyes.

After saying this, she didn't look at Shen Xuan again, turned around and walked to another shelf, picked up a few unimportant items and looked them over. Her actions seemed casual, but her heart was already in turmoil.

She was afraid that her words would provoke further retaliation from the other party, and she was also afraid that she would not be able to bear the consequences in the end.

Shen Xuan was so annoyed by the argument that she lost all interest in buying anything and simply turned around and left the mall.

The surrounding noise and hawking sounds now only sounded extremely jarring to her.

My original plan to simply pick out some everyday items and relax has been completely disrupted.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, but her chest still felt tight and uncomfortable.

Her mind kept replaying everything that had just happened; those sharp and sarcastic words were like blades, repeatedly cutting through her reason.

Finally, she tossed her hair, casually tossed the shopping basket to a passing shop assistant, and strode toward the exit, not wanting to waste another second in this suffocating place.

A servant beside her noticed her gloomy expression, as if she was still upset about what had just happened, and couldn't help but ask, "Miss Shen, are you alright? Should we call the master?"

The attendant followed closely behind Shen Xuan, his eyes filled with worry.

As someone who had followed her for a long time, he could certainly sense the unusual emotion she was experiencing at that moment.

Although Shen Xuan rarely showed his emotions on ordinary days, his silence today was clearly unusual, forcing him to take the initiative to ask.