Chapter Four: I Am Your Real Sister!

When Lu Tian woke up again, she found herself lying in a luxuriously decorated VIP hospital room.

Fei Jing, tall and long-limbed, was restrained and lying uneasily on the edge of the bed. Approaching closer, she could hear him murmuring in his sleep, "Tian Tian, you can’t be hurt, you absolutely can’t be hurt!"

“Oh, Mrs. Fei, you’re awake?”

“Sweetheart.” Fei Jing was awakened by the attending doctor’s rounds.

It was an unconscious, instinctive act. Like a child who had found a lost treasure, he desperately grasped her hand, pressed it to his lips, kissing it repeatedly.

That warm, moist sensation had once been something Lu Tian enjoyed.

But now, it sent chills crawling across her skin—a deep, physiological revulsion.

Without a hint of emotion, she pulled her hand back and anxiously asked the doctor, “Am I ill?”

“Yes, Mrs. Fei. You had a high fever and fainted in the bathroom. Fortunately, a kind gentleman rescued you; otherwise, the consequences would have been dire.”

Thankfully, Fei Jing was still unaware of her liver cancer.

Before, she feared he might do something foolish out of heartbreak; now, she simply wanted to avoid unnecessary complications.

It was all so tiresome.

But the gentleman who saved her?

From her fragmented memories, she vaguely recalled the man who held her was dressed in a pilot’s uniform.

Because she used to work in air traffic control before marriage, Lu Tian was very sensitive to aviation uniforms.

Lost in thought, Fei Jing’s anxious voice pulled her back, “I want the best treatment team and nutritionists. My wife must be discharged healthy and strong.”

“Yes, Mr. Fei. You truly spoil Mrs. Fei—no CEO in a romance novel dares write it this way!” the doctor couldn’t help but praise.

The air was scented with gardenia, her favorite fragrance—light yet elegant, understated yet captivating.

The humidifier was set to the level she preferred.

Every detail had been personally arranged by Fei Jing; he never let anyone else handle anything related to her.

The hospital room door closed.

Fei Jing held her as they lay together on the not-so-spacious bed.

He bit into her ear; the back of her neck was damp and cold. “Sweetheart, I’ve already lost our daughter, Nan Nan is gone. If you leave me too, I don’t know if I can go on living.”

His tears were genuine.

In truth, Lu Tian never quite understood one thing.

How could this man, who clearly still loved her, swear eternal vows while simultaneously being intimate with another woman?

“Fei Jing, let’s emigrate,” she tested.

Fei Jing was silent for a moment, then thoughtfully said, “Alright, but let’s wait a bit longer, okay?”

“How long?”

“Ten months. Give me time to make proper arrangements. After all, immigration isn’t a small matter.”

After calming down, Fei Jing had made a new decision about Lu Youyou’s pregnancy.

Since Tian Tian’s body was severely depleted, getting pregnant and giving birth again would be life-threatening. Under no circumstances would he let his beloved wife take that risk.

Therefore, they would have a surrogate carry the child. Once Lu Youyou’s baby was born, he would officially adopt the child for Tian Tian.

Then, the three of them would live abroad in harmony and happiness.

The setting sun cast shadows of varying depths across the hospital room.

The man’s profile was immersed in thought; his prominent nose and deep eyes were shrouded in a frosted veil of emptiness.

Lu Tian turned away from him, her voice muffled with a cold "hmm," inwardly sneering, “Yes, ten months—plenty of time for him to successfully transfer assets and have another son!”

But Fei Jing, I will act faster than you!

The Fei Group was founded through their joint efforts.

She had quit the air traffic bureau to stay home, accompanying him to countless social engagements.

Whenever Fei Jing couldn’t appear, she would ignore everything else, holding a bottle of Maotai and taking the lead.

Her health ruined by frequent drinking, chronic late nights, and irregular meals, her immunity plummeted.

Before she was even thirty, she was diagnosed with late-stage liver cancer...

Three days later, she was discharged.

Fei Jing solemnly promised he would personally come to take her home.

But on that day, only a phone call came.

“Wife, I’ll personally cook dinner to make up for it tonight. Several projects in Europe had issues today; I might be tied up.”

“Oh, okay,” Lu Tian responded with indifference.

Fei Jing was unsettled. “Wife, are you still upset?”

“Why would I be upset?”

“You’re mad because I didn’t pick you up from the hospital?” he asked cautiously.

She looked at a photo sent by Lu Youyou. In it, a man wrapped his arm around a girl’s soft shoulder as they shopped together in a high-end maternal and infant store.

—[Sister Tian Tian, my baby’s a boy! Are you jealous? Brother Fei is so happy, really happy.]

“Hello, wife?”

No answer came. Fei Jing grew anxious.

Lu Tian deleted the photo and curtly said, “Gotta go. The driver’s here.”

Beep, beep, beep.

Call ended.

At the maternity store, Fei Jing’s handsome face was suddenly clouded with worry and unease.

Lu Youyou held a pair of baby sneakers—thousands of yuan per pair—in her small hands. She nestled into the man’s arms, coaxing, “Husband, look, these little shoes are so cute. Our son will definitely love them.”

“If you like them, buy them. Tian Tian seems angry; I have to go back immediately,” Fei Jing said, pulling Lu Youyou away and tossing her a black card carelessly before turning to leave.

The store clerks whispered with a hint of contempt, “Look at them, so lovey-dovey—turns out she’s the other woman. Seems the husband still loves his legitimate wife a lot. This one’s trying to secure her status through the child; it won’t be easy for her!”

Lu Youyou clenched her fists at her sides.

The little shoes were trampled into a mess.

She ground her teeth, took out her phone, and called Lu Zhi. “Big brother, I know Sister Tian Tian has always been jealous and hates me, but she can’t do this! Brother Fei’s favorite person is clearly me…”

Lu Youyou cried bitterly, feeling utterly wronged.

Meanwhile, after leaving the hospital, Lu Tian was about to contact Lawyer Wang to finalize the equity confirmation contract when she was struck from behind and knocked unconscious, then shoved into a nanny van!

She was woken by pain.

Her neck felt as if a rib had been broken.

Sitting beside her, Lu Zhi sneered disdainfully, “You’ve been a troublemaker since childhood. It was just a light blow—was that really necessary?”

Sure enough, the nanny van that had kidnapped her belonged to her full brother.

Lu Tian’s face turned pale, her voice icy and hard, “Did Lu Youyou make you do this?”

Lu Zhi shrugged, stood up from the sofa, and provocatively patted Lu Tian’s cold cheek. “Divorce Fei Jing immediately. A woman who lost her daughter and can’t have children anymore has no right to deprive Youyou of her chance at happiness.”

“Lu Zhi, I’m your real sister!”

Lu Zhi was indifferent, turning on the LCD TV connected to his phone.

The moment the screen lit up, Lu Tian couldn’t help but gasp sharply.