"The Drama Of Us..." (Yizhan) Mpreg

Nainai stood up and went into her room, muttering, “I have nothing to do with this. You can leave if you want, but Zhan is going nowhere. Why should we expose ourselves when we've been fortunate enough to keep things under wraps? Unbelievable."

A-Ji turned to Yuting, watching her closely. "Come on, Yuting. Yibo is your son too. Does he have some terrible flaw that only you know about while the rest of us remain in the dark?"

Nainai peeked out from her room and scoffed. "Oh, please, A-Ji, she's just pretending to be righteous. If anyone here has a bad attitude, it's Zhan! Honestly, I feel sorry for Yibo. Pairing him up with Zhan when he already had Ning Li in mind? What a mistake! Zhan doesn’t even know how to cook! Who else could possibly put up with him besides Yibo? And now that the marriage is done, you’re the one trying to stir up trouble instead of letting things be? Yuting, do you really think you know better than Zong and Quentin? You're about to destroy the bond between our families over something so ridiculous."

Yuting sighed, stood up, and left the sitting room. Nainai held her face in her hands and muttered, "This is madness..."

A-Ji shook her head in disbelief. "I’ve never seen family ties like this in my life. The entire household is in chaos just because of this arranged marriage."

Nainai scoffed. "Honestly, if my emotions get the better of me, I might just tell Yibo to refuse to divorce Zhan out of spite. But if we go about this carefully, we’ll make sure it happens. The truth is, Zhan is way out of Yibo’s league. He should be with someone like Sen Wen instead. And now Yuting has the nerve to say she's taking Zhan away?"

Yuting returned to her quarters, grabbed her purse, and walked into Zhan's room. Beiting was sitting on the bed, holding Zhan tightly as he sobbed uncontrollably. His whole body trembled with distress.

Through his tears, Zhan cried out, "He's my brother, Aunty! How could I possibly marry my own brother? Please, you have to tell them! Tell Bobo that he's my brother! He’s my brother, I swear!"

Beiting sat there in stunned silence. The way Zhan was behaving...his hysteria, his desperation....made him seem completely out of his mind, like someone possessed. She knew that Zong had mentioned Zhan was in such a state that the only way to calm him down was to allow him into marrying Yibo.

But now... what had changed?

Why was he acting like this?

Feeling the feverish heat radiating from his body, she lifted his face to look at him, her expression stern. "So, you think you can just ignore me when I tell you to stop crying, huh?"

Suyue sat quietly in the room, lost in thought, while Meiling wiped away tears, her entire body trembling as she stared at Zhan, who had clearly lost control of himself. Beiting slowly let go of Zhan left the room when Yuting enter the room. Yuting walked deeper into the room, looking at her son.

“Come on, let’s go,” she said softly.

Zhan got up, still sobbing. “Please, Mu Qin, tell Bobo to forgive me… he’s my brother, I swear he is! There’s no marriage between us. Please, don’t let them say I married him.”

Yuting took his hand and led him out, fighting to hold back her own tears.

Zhan followed her, crying heavily as they walked out into the compound, which was now filled with people. Small groups had gathered, whispering quietly amongst themselves, as the real story had yet to be publicly revealed. People had seen the coming and going of the two families, all wearing grim expressions. No one knew that the wedding between Zhan and Mr. Wen Yo Lee’s son had been called off...or that Yibo was the one who had actually been married to Zhan.