Lin Yuan came back the next morning. When he saw the Heavenly Painting, a trace of surprise flashed across his face. He only asked in a symbolic tone, "Are you alright?"
Heavenly Painting nodded. "I'm fine."
Was he surprised to see his wife at home as his husband?

"Does Young Master Lin think that it's incredible that the kidnappers didn't kill me?"
On the breakfast table, Mrs. Lin looked at her son and asked, "Lin Yuan, did you not return last night?"
Lin Yuan didn't answer. Instead, he lowered his head and started eating.
Lin Ting took a sip of milk, looked at Heavenly Painting who was eating breakfast without saying a word, and said with a sneer, "In the face of such a cold wife, I won't go home either."
"Lin Ting, shut up!" Mrs. Lin glared at her and scolded in a low voice.
Lin Ting shrank her neck and lowered her head to eat.

"I'm full. Take your time." Lin Yuan threw down his knife and fork and left his seat.
"Mom, I'm full too." Heavenly Painting stood up.
Mrs. Lin looked at the half-eaten bread slices on her plate and frowned. "Why are you eating so little? Can you get better?"
"That's right. How can you have a baby when you're not in good health?" Lin Ting added.

Heavenly Painting didn't mind at all. He smiled at the two of them, turned around, and left for the bedroom on the second floor.
Lin Yuan was changing clothes in the bedroom. When he saw her come in, he said in a neutral tone, "I hope you don't mind Xiaojing's pregnancy."
Tian Tu smiled bitterly. That woman was pregnant with his husband's child. How could she not mind?
Lin Yuan sat down on the sofa and lit a cigarette.
Heavenly Painting sat down opposite him, stared at him, and said, "Can you lend me some money?"
"How much?"
"Two hundred thousand."
"Cheng Tianhua! Are you a vampire?" Lin Yuan slapped her hard in the face. To her surprise, she bumped into the corner of the coffee table. She closed her eyes in pain, and blood fell from the corner of her eyes.
The excruciating pain could not be compared to the pain in the bottom of his heart.
She took a piece of tissue from the tissue box to cover her wound, but she still stared at him. "Or maybe 30,000."
"No! Not at all!" Lin Yuan stood up from the sofa and excitedly bent over to grab the clothes on her chest. He pulled her up from the sofa and glared at her from a close distance. "Cheng drawing, what else can you do except know how to ask for money all day long? Early in the morning, you didn't even ask about Xiaojing and the child, but you only asked for money when you opened your mouth?"
He shook the Heavenly Painting so hard that it felt uncomfortable. The palm covering the corner of his eye slipped down, and the blood began to seep out of his skin again.
He blamed her for not caring about Feng Jing and the child in her belly.
Should she care about him? Was she supposed to rush up to him when she saw him early in the morning to ask him how was his Xiaojing? Had she been overly frightened by what had happened last night? Should she find a time to appease her?
However, she was the one who had almost been kidnapped by the kidnappers!
"You want 200,000, don't you? Well, I'll give you the divorce agreement immediately!" Lin Yuan grabbed her clothes and pulled them forward. He gnashed his teeth and said, "Will you sign it or not?"
"No." Heavenly Painting shook his head. He didn't even think about it.
As soon as the clothes on his chest loosened, he let go of her.
"Then don't ask me for money again!" With these words, Lin Yuan turned around and quickly walked out of the bedroom.
Today was the morning shift. After casually treating his wound, Cheng drawing went to the hospital early.
Her colleagues saw the wound on her face and asked her in surprise.
She smiled and said that she accidentally touched it.
Her colleagues laughed and asked her about her romantic relationship with her husband last night. They were having a hard time.
Heavenly Painting was still smiling, and his face was almost stiff.
She never told her colleagues about her relationship with Lin Yuan, but her colleagues naturally believed that she and Lin Yuan were in love and loved each other very much.
How did they know that yesterday, on the third day of her marriage with Lin Yuan, Lin Yuan had viciously sent her into the tiger's den and nearly killed her?
"Oh, by the way, the patient in room No. 2 of room No. 1 specifically asked you to treat him. Go and have a look." Xiao Song suddenly thought of this and said to Heavenly Painting.
Sky Painting nodded, picked up the medical records, and walked to room No. sp.
When she walked into room No. 10 and saw Feng Jing sitting on the No. 2 hospital bed playing with her mobile phone, she was stunned and looked at her in surprise.
What was this woman doing here?
How could it be good to come here and ask for her treatment?
Heavenly Painting took a light breath and was ready to fight. He took a step forward and looked at her as he asked in a polite tone as much as possible, "Miss, what's wrong with you?"
Feng Jing raised her head and saw her. With a bright smile, she laid flat on the bed and pointed to her abdomen. "Doctor Cheng, I might have been overly frightened last night and had a miscarriage. Can you take a look for me?"
"I'm sorry. This is the internal department. The orthopedics department is on the fifth floor." Tian Tu looked serious.
"Oh, I may also have a stomachache. Anyway, it's just that my stomach is uncomfortable. Please help me see it first. I'll go to the orthopedics department after I confirm that it's not appendicitis."
"Pull up your clothes and let me have a look." Heavenly Painting took a step forward.
Feng Jing obediently pulled up her clothes. Heavenly Painting leaned over and pressed her upper abdomen with his fingers. "Does it hurt here?"
"No."
"Is it here?"
"I don't think so." Feng Jing looked at her and said with a smile, "Why do you think it's so troublesome for a woman to be pregnant? You can't eat or sleep well, and you keep vomiting. Can you feel this kind of feeling? Alas, you haven't been pregnant, so you can't feel it."
The Heavenly Painting's hands on her belly paused for a moment, and she resisted the urge to press down with all her might.
In this belly, her husband's flesh and blood were growing little by little. It was a treatment that she, as a wife, could never have. No wonder this woman would come here so proudly to show off to her.
"By the way, when are you going to give birth to one? You have to keep an eye on him. Otherwise, you won't be able to get pregnant when you get older." Feng Jing continued to say while observing her reaction.
"Miss, please come with me to the consulting room." Tian Tu was still serious.
"What are you doing?" Feng Jing's face was full of vigilance.
Sky Painting turned around and took the lead to leave the ward. After a while, he took in a large pile of papers and handed them to her one by one. "This is the B+ test paper. This is a CT test. This is a test paper. This is a test paper. This is a white belt test. This is..."
There were more than a dozen of them, and all of them were in Feng Jing's hands. "Go ahead. Give me the results after the check."
Feng Jing glared angrily at the dozen or so sheets. She knew that the Heavenly Painting was doing this on purpose!
However, she did not show her anger. Instead, she deliberately looked worried. "That's a lot. Isn't it a lot of money?"
After that, she quickly smiled again. "But it doesn't matter. Anyway, it's the source card."
Cheng drawing clenched his fists secretly. He had to admit that he was really pissed off by this woman!
For the entire day, Heavenly Painting spent the rest of his life in low spirits.
When she got off work, she received a text message from an unknown number: "Young Madam Lin, when will you give me 200,000 yuan?"
Tian Tu bit his lip and replied, "Please give me some more time."
After sending the message, he turned off his phone irritably.
200,000 yuan. Where could she get the money? Her mother's medical expenses were still in debt of 30,000 yuan.
She was so annoyed that she took the initiative to attend the karaoke party of her colleagues.
In the dark and foul private room of the KTV, she seldom let go of the song that she and her colleagues sang the most loudly. She drank the strongest wine and smiled like a heartless child.
The alcohol could numb a person's mood, but it could not really take away a person's sadness.
Tian Tu was drunk and staggered back to the Lin family's mansion.
Because it was too late, Mrs. Lin and Lin Ting both fell asleep. The hall on the first floor was empty. Tian Tu lay on the stairs and retched, but he didn't vomit anything because she hadn't eaten anything that day.
It was dark and empty in the bedroom, just like when she came back every day.
She stood at the door and turned to the study next to her.
It was rare for Lin Yuan to come back. Even if he came back, he would only sleep in the study.
When Heavenly Painting walked in, Lin Yuan was about to go to bed. When he saw her flushed face and unsteady steps, Lin Yuan's palm stopped. He looked at her coldly and was tired of her. His tone was also extremely unhappy. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to take a look at you." Heavenly Painting revealed a brilliant smile. He walked in, carrying the smell of alcohol all over his body.
"Did you drink?" Lin Yuan frowned as he sized her up unhappily.
"Drink a few cups with my colleagues."
"Have I told you that you are not allowed to drink or return late?"
"Yuan, I drank two more cups because I was in a bad mood." Heavenly Painting grabbed his hand, raised his little face slightly, and stared at him. He said in a pleading tone, "Yuan, can you take a good look at me, just once?"
She let go of him and put her hands on the buttons of her clothes. She untied them one by one, and her white and delicate skin was revealed little by little.
She had never shown her body to any man, even her husband. If she hadn't drunk wine tonight, she wouldn't have had the courage to do so.
Lin Yuan really didn't take a good look at her. From the very beginning, he avoided her and everything about her. So when he saw her beautiful body, the most primitive desire in his body was instantly awakened. With a turn of his body, he pressed her down on the bed.
As long as it was a normal man, he could not resist this kind of youthful but sweet temptation!
He kissed her face, and her neck... was hot and crazy.
Sky Painting endured the pain and suppressed his tears. He held his handsome face with both hands and looked at him affectionately. "Yuan, as long as you are willing, I can give birth to a child for you..."
His soft words were like a basin of cold water pouring down on Lin Yuan's head, instantly waking him up.
"Bitch!" He jumped off her body and kicked her out of bed.
Heavenly Painting cried out in a low voice, and more than half of the wine had woken up.
Lin Yuan was not angry at all. He ran to the bottom of the bed and pulled her arm up, forcing her to look into his eyes. He gnashed his teeth and scolded, "Cheng Tianhua! Do you think you are qualified to give birth to my child? Do you think that as long as you give birth to my child, you can sit firmly on Young Madam Lin's throne and be at ease? Do you think I will be fooled by you? Come with me! Put on your clothes and get out of here immediately!"
He pushed hard, and the painting fell to the ground again.
This time, she really woke up.
That's right. I was too naive.
He had a lot of women who could give birth to children for him. He didn't need her, a woman who could do nothing but ask for money!
His dignity, which he had been holding on for a long time, was shattered to pieces.
He suddenly felt that he was no different from those outside. For the sake of the identity of Mrs. Lin, he had done everything he could to betray his physical body and soul.
Cheng drawing pulled up his clothes shyly, got up, and walked out of his study step by step.