How could I possibly be confined in a cage?

The three days passed in a flash, and when the appointed day arrived, Qingru became increasingly nervous.

Xu Wensheng simply patted her shoulder, which startled her.

"Tsk tsk, your mental fortitude isn't quite there. If something really goes wrong, you definitely won't last three seconds before it gets noticed."

Qingru quickly calmed herself down. "I know, I just can't help feeling flustered. Don't scare me, go check if everything is ready."

Xu Wensheng said helplessly, "Grandma, I've checked three times already. I'm absolutely fine. The problem is with you. You should worry about yourself."

Qingru took a few deep breaths to suppress her palpitations.

"I'll go to the dock to prepare first. My brother will stay here to deliver the message. You'll be in charge of the logistics."

Xu Wensheng nodded repeatedly, "Yes, that's right. You should hurry up and leave, don't waste any more time."

Qingru knew that worrying was useless, and only by resolving the matter as soon as possible could she stop living in fear. Therefore, after repeatedly explaining the details to Jiang Shen, Qingru picked up her things and left.

A leather suitcase, filled with goods, and deep inside, a gun—Qingru's last resort for survival.

Stepping out of the hospital, Qingru calmed down. July was the height of summer, unbearably hot.

Qingru didn't take the tram; instead, she chose an honest rickshaw driver to take her to the dock, paying him a little more than usual when she got off.

"Thank you, young master, thank you, young master."

Qingru simply smiled faintly, then turned and left.

The porter carefully tucked the money into his pocket, washed his face in a puddle by the street, and then happily ran off to a shady spot to cool off.

Qingru stopped reading here and boarded the cargo ship smoothly, with no Green Gang or government personnel checking the ship.

Relieved for the moment, Qingru leaned against the mast, lost in thought.

The bright, shimmering river surface became the best mirror reflecting the sunlight, and the porters, their skin gleaming from the sun, trudged along, pulling loads many times their own size.

No matter how many times I see Qingru, I feel heartbroken. She randomly puts on her sunglasses to temporarily block out the outside world's view.

By the time the sun had set, it was already seven or eight o'clock in the evening.

The wind blowing now carried no coolness whatsoever; instead, gusts of warm, humid steam hit her face directly. Qingru knew without a second thought that she must be drenched in sweat.

The appointed time arrived, but Guo Zixing had not yet arrived.

Qingru was filled with anxiety, fearing that something unexpected might have happened.

Guo Zixing was indeed surprised; Yuan Yue'e was pregnant?!

Seeing Yuan Yue'e's delighted expression, Guo Zixing couldn't quite describe his own feelings. He seemed to feel a little joyful, yet also a little not.

Seeing Guo Zixing looking like a block of wood, Yuan Yue'e couldn't help but shake his arm, "Hey, why are you unhappy?"

Guo Zixing said slowly, "Perhaps Dr. Xu is right. I took too many sleeping pills and I'm not quite able to process them."

Yuan Yue'e felt a pang of guilt for a moment, but quickly masked it, saying, "We already have a child, let's get married as soon as possible."

Guo Zixing forced a smile. "But I haven't found my family yet. It wouldn't be fair to you to get married like this."

“I don’t care,” Yuan Yue’e said coquettishly, clinging to Guo Zixing’s arm. “As long as we’re happy together, I’ll take care of you for the rest of my life, even if you become an idiot.”

Guo Zixing was somewhat moved, and he patted Yuan Yue'e's hand. Remembering his promise to Qingru, he knew he had to inform her no matter what. He would wait until Yuan Yue'e's pregnancy was more stable before going home.

Thinking this way, I couldn't help but freeze in shock again.

Where he couldn't see, Yuan Yue'e rolled her eyes, looking rather disgusted.

"Alright, go to bed early. And remember to drink your milk."

Guo Zixing frowned. "I can't drink anymore."

Yuan Yue'e said anxiously, "Why can't you drink it? There's no poison in it. You don't think there are sleeping pills in the milk, do you? Let me tell you, milk can calm you down. I'm only warming it for you every day because I care about you. If you don't want to drink it, then forget it."

Seeing Yuan Yue'e pouting unhappily, Guo Zixing didn't know whether to drink or not. "Then let it sit. I'll drink it later. I'm already feeling dizzy today, and I don't want to go to bed so early."

"No, you have to drink it now, right in front of me."

Yuan Yue'e insisted, showing no sign of stopping until he drank it.

Guo Zixing, unwilling to argue, picked up his glass and drank it all in one gulp. "Is that better now?"

Yuan Yue'e was finally out of danger. She kissed him on the cheek and said, "I knew you were the most obedient. Be good, I'm going back to sleep now."

Guo Zixing smiled weakly, his eyes filled with exhaustion, and gradually fell asleep with his head on the pillow.

Once he could hear his even breathing, Yuan Yue'e turned cold and left.

The door knocker made a loud thud, seemingly unconcerned about waking him.

Once everyone left, Guo Zixing quietly got up. Luckily, there was a bathroom in the room, and he immediately forced himself to vomit the milk out, though some residue remained.

Sleepiness came over him, but thankfully he could still hold it in. Xu Wensheng gave him a box of cooling balm and told him to rub it on his temples to keep him awake for a while.

If he didn't believe the Yuan siblings were hiding something before, he does now.

Although they were engaged and had a physical relationship, they never lived together. Sometimes, when Yuan Yue'e wanted it, she would simply push open the door and hug Guo Zixing.

If Guo Zixing refused, Yuan Yue'e would pester him relentlessly, threatening him with the debt of saving her life. But despite her initial eagerness, Yuan Yue'e was incredibly calm afterward, shaking him off without hesitation.

Guo Zixing couldn't figure out what she meant. She seemed to like his body, but wasn't infatuated with it.

After applying the ointment, Guo Zixing instantly perked up. He tied his clothes up, grabbed his weapon, and quietly slipped down from the second-floor water pipe.

When he passed the kitchen, the two siblings were still awake. The lights were glaring, and Guo Zixing had to stop and wait for them to leave, otherwise he would be caught if his shadow moved even slightly.

"You're pregnant, and you still want to go out?"

It was Yuan Yuelang's voice.

Then Yuan Yue'e said, "Why not? It's not like we haven't been there before."

Yuan Yuelang advised, "He is, after all, the warlord's son. You should cultivate a good relationship with him; you'll reap the benefits in the future."

Yuan Yue'e scoffed, seemingly unconcerned, "Stop talking. Just tell me if you're grateful to me. I was the one who wanted to keep him."

Yuan Yuelang laughed: "At least you did something good. I thought he was a pawn to be discarded, but who knew he was a dragon spitting out pearls?"

Yuan Yue'e laughed smugly, "Who says otherwise? You know, that Zheng comprador was too hesitant in his actions. If it were me, I would have just cut the Gordian knot and taken him out. Dead men don't have a chance to fight back. But it's good that he couldn't get things done; it's a good thing for you and me."

Inside the room, they seemed to clink glasses, and Yuan Yuelang said, "Sister, you have made a great contribution as the eldest grandson of Commander Guo."

Yuan Yue'e sighed, "What a pity. How could he be so stubborn? He's been taking sleeping pills for so long and he hasn't become stupid."

Yuan Yuelang said, "You're wrong. If he's stupid, and his child is also dull-witted, would Commander Guo still value you?"

Yuan Yue'e said, "That's right. After the child is born, we'll take him back, even though he's already mentally challenged, without anyone knowing. I'll happily be the mother of my eldest grandson, haha... Brother, when the time comes, you'll be able to rule this area."

Yuan Yuelang said with relief, "It's all thanks to my sister's good fortune in getting pregnant with a precious nephew so quickly."

The two siblings drank heartily together, and finally Yuan Yue'e, clapping her high heels, was about to leave. "While I can still have fun, I'll enjoy myself for a few more days. Brother, you take good care of him."

Yuan Yuelang said, "Alright, you should tone it down too, don't frighten my nephew."

"Oh no, that won't happen. I'm very accurate in my calculations. I'll go home as soon as something goes wrong. He took the medicine, so he probably won't wake up for a while. Don't worry, it's not like I've never been out before."

With that, Yuan Yue'e hurriedly left the house, her slender figure quickly disappearing with the sound of the car starting.

Guo Zixing hid among the flowers and was not discovered.

These words left him pale and dejected.

It felt as if a heavy, dark iron stone was lodged in his heart, impossible to move, pulling him down heavily.

It turns out he was just a tool for the other party to conceive; he thought it was a classic tale of a damsel in distress saving a hero.

He also revealed his identity; it turned out he was indeed the son of Commander Guo, something the Yuan siblings had known all along.

After a long silence, Guo Zixing finally came to his senses. He glanced at the time and realized it was almost ten o'clock!

Without further delay, he quietly slipped out of the Yuan family villa and rushed to the hospital.