顾衍城 Persistent calls. Every few minutes, his voice coming through the phone, each word like a hammer blow, wanting to break down the barrier she had painstakingly built. “薇薇, don’t listen to them, come back to me, just answer me!” His voice was full of helplessness, as if he had been beaten to the ground.

But Shěn Zhīwēi had the patience to ignore him. She picked up the phone, looked at the display, the name "Gu Yǎnchéng" flickered in the light, her expression indifferently indifferent. This man had once been so proud, looking down on her as if she were dust. Now that he had fallen on hard times, he wanted her back? It wasn't that she didn't want to laugh out loud.

She clicked off the call, walked to the window, and looked out at the city. The entrance hall of the Shěn family mansion was bustling with people, all looking towards her. Some envied, some hostile, but none had the courage to come forward. Now that she was pregnant, she didn't need the approval of anyone.