Gu Qixiao’s arrival made the atmosphere awkward in an instant.
Especially Lin Chujian, who had just spoken. Her expression turned particularly unpleasant, probably because she couldn’t figure out why he was standing here to speak up for Ji Yu.
"Gu Qixiao, you haven’t even married Ji Yu. Even if you step in, it’s useless."
"Why would it be useless? The child in her belly is mine. We’re in love. Isn’t it normal for us to be together?" He spoke with such composure, as if it were Lin Chujian’s thoughts that were the problem.
He grabbed Ji Yu’s hand directly, unwilling to let anyone point fingers at her.
Ji Yu hadn’t expected him to arrive this quickly.
And that sentence he had just said—it was impossible for her not to take notice.
"Gu Qixiao, you shouldn’t be getting involved in this. People will misunderstand you."
She didn’t want Gu Qixiao to get into trouble because of her.
Today, her confrontation with the mbers of the Lin family had been an act, trying to push them into the position of the oppressors. Now, Gu Qixiao’s appearance would only cause him to be dragged into the mire.
"I’m your husband. Why should I fear such misunderstandings?" His gaze toward Ji Yu was resolute, as if standing by her was only natural.
For a mont, Ji Yu didn’t know how to respond. Perhaps their relationship had grown to a point where it was no longer just about love.
"Gu Qixiao, I’ve been your friend for so long. Do you think I wouldn’t know whether or not you’re married?"
Lin Chujian knew Gu Qixiao very well, so the mont he showed up, she had already deduced that he was here to back Ji Yu.
"Didn’t you know about my previous marriage?"
He deliberately left the statent ambiguous.
Lin Chujian was left speechless. It was true that there had been rumors of Gu Qixiao’s marriage in the past, but she had always thought it was just for show.
However, the current situation had clearly gone beyond her expectations.
She looked at Gu Qixiao with a complicated expression. "Gu Qixiao, none of us want to pressure Ji Yu. We only want her to save our family’s patriarch. Donating a kidney won’t kill her."
Ji Yu gripped Gu Qixiao’s hand tightly, her gaze toward the others tinged with fear. "I know you want to save him, and I know donating a kidney won’t kill . But who will take responsibility for my child? Even on public buses, pregnant won are offered seats. Now, I’m pregnant—doesn’t that make as important as your patriarch?"
Not everything should default to siding with the weaker party.
Hearing Ji Yu’s words, Lin Chujian thought she was being unreasonable, even incomprehensible.
"Ji Yu, this child hasn’t even been born. It doesn’t count as a real person yet. Even if you and Gu Qixiao want children in the future, it wouldn’t be hard. Why can’t you save a life right now?"
Her tone was casual, fully aware that this matter might already be a topic of online debate. Whether the child should be kept would ultimately depend on Gu Qixiao and Ji Yu’s stance.
"So our opinions don’t count as opinions? Only you Lin family people deserve to live? You can’t even provide a paternity test to prove I’m one of you, yet you’re trying to make decisions for my child as well?"
Tears finally rolled down Ji Yu’s face.
Even though Gu Qixiao knew there was a performative elent to her reaction, seeing her like this still tugged at his heart.
"We don’t an anything else. We just want you to make the right decision. Our family has made mistakes before, but the patriarch’s life is very important to us."
Lin Patriarch played up his weakness, looking especially frail.
Seeing Ji Yu remain indifferent, he stepped directly in front of her this ti. Instead of trying to grab her hand, he took out his trump card.
At his age, for him to kneel before Ji Yu like this—how could she not understand?
They were resorting to moral blackmail now.
"What is the aning of this?" Ji Yu’s cold gaze swept over the people before her, finding the scene in front of her utterly absurd.
"I only ask you to give hope to live. I truly didn’t know you were pregnant, but you and Gu still have your youth. You can have more children in the future. If you’re willing to save , I’m willing to transfer 5% of the company’s shares to your na anyti."
The Lin family’s 5% share was no small sum.
Ji Yu was montarily taken aback by his generosity, but she quickly regained her composure. "I don’t need it."
Gu Qixiao stepped forward to help him up. "Patriarch Lin, to coerce a mother into abandoning her child with such a thod—isn’t that a bit too much?"
Lin Patriarch glared viciously at Gu Qixiao, clearly displeased with his stance. "Gu Qixiao, think carefully about which side you’re on."
After all, they were supposed to be collaborators of sorts.
"I’m on the side of my heart."
His heart told him, every second of every day, that he should stand by Ji Yu.
And sacrificing his child to save Lin Patriarch was sothing he couldn’t bring himself to do.
"Patriarch Lin, do you think we lack money? Didn’t you just promise not to let Yu pay any price? Why are you retracting that within ten minutes?"
He stood directly in front of Lin Patriarch, with no intention of backing down.
"When you say sothing, especially at your age, you have to follow through. You just said you wouldn’t trouble Yu—so why are you kneeling before her now?" He found this entire situation nothing short of moral blackmail.
"At your age, you should focus on taking care of yourself. Kneeling like this is bad for your health. Even if ti is pressing, you should at least wait until Yu gives birth and recovers. So, no—this matter is non-negotiable."
Saying this, he turned to Lin Wenyan and Lin Chujian. "You don’t need to say anything else. It’s not Yu refusing you—it’s . Whatever issue you have, you can take it up with ."
Ji Yu’s situation was untenable to begin with, and now they wanted to harass her in such a manner. Clearly, the issue lay with them.
The scene froze in awkwardness. No one had expected Gu Qixiao to step forward like this, shielding Ji Yu from all the malicious gossip.
Even Ji Yu hadn’t expected him to do so.
"If you still have any grievances, speak now. And those videos you’re recording—make sure to include this part. I don’t need you to fabricate anything; just report the events as they truly are."
He was determined to see who dared spread ridiculous rumors later.
The reporters, knowing full well who Gu Qixiao was, suddenly looked deeply uncomfortable. They had been paid off, but now they didn’t know how to proceed.
"What’s the matter? Can’t et such a simple request? Or have journalists nowadays lost all interest in the truth?"
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