Chapter 015 I Want a Biological Child

Chapter 015 I Want a Biological Child

"Ye Sui? He's busy. Hmph, I'm busy too, of course. Nowadays, which girl doesn't have her own career to fight for? What's mine is mine, and what's his is also mine."

"Okay, okay, I know. Grandma, take good care of yourself at home. If anything happens, let me know in time."

Li Pushu stood on the balcony, video chatting with Granny Li.

They talked for about an hour before hanging up.

Strange.

Li Pushu muttered to herself, holding her phone, a bit puzzled. It had been three or four days, but Su Mingyue's side still had no movement.

However, she was in Jiangdong, and the Su family was in Jiangbei. As long as Su Mingyue didn't reveal any information, or unless some coincidence happened, the Su family wouldn't know about the baby swap. But she herself wanted to know who had deliberately switched them.

Although she was very young back then, this was clearly an attempt on her life—wasn't that an enemy?

She couldn't just let it slide because she happened to survive. If she didn't find out who did this and let them get away with it, she wouldn't be satisfied.

But she couldn't investigate this matter herself. How could she investigate from afar in Jiangbei? She had to let Ye Sui do it. Actually, if she looked into the Su family's circle, or specifically the people around Su Mingyue's mother, there should be clues.

The Su family wasn't short on money. The hospital room for the delivery would definitely be the best. Ordinary people couldn't get in. It couldn't have been a swap with an ordinary family; it must have been premeditated.

"Shushu, come take a look! What do you think of this color?" Ding Ling's voice came from outside. Li Pushu pulled her thoughts back and didn't dwell on it anymore. She turned to focus on work. Anyway, Ye Sui was handling the investigation, so why should she worry? Career came first.

For new streamers to get traffic, they had to spend money. Li Pushu wasn't short on cash now, so she just spent it.

The livestream room already had some popularity, with a few hundred people online every day. The items in the little shopping cart were almost sold out. Since it was a trial run, they hadn't listed too many.

And to grow bigger and stronger, they had to ensure quality. Just because the group-buy prices in the livestream were low didn't mean they could cheat buyers. They were in it for the long haul, not just a short-term thing.

The four of them divided the work. Wei Jiaya was in charge of livestreaming—she knew the most about bags. Ding Ling handled backend operations. Wang Yuqing was responsible for external coordination. As for Li Pushu, she selected color cards, styles, and so on. Many tasks were simple and could be delegated to employees later.

So Ding Ling and Wang Yuqing also tried livestreaming occasionally. Li Pushu appeared on camera sometimes too. With her beauty filter, she gained followers the fastest. The others weren't bad either. They only used the sales account to stream, not opening other accounts. But each of them had personal accounts where they posted short videos to interact and consolidate their fan base. As they gradually got the hang of it, it became quite fun.

Ye Sui wasn't exactly busy, but he found that his lazy little wife, who used to love slacking off, now had a drive to work hard and had no time for him. Ye Sui complained pitifully, "Shushu, you haven't paid attention to me for days. You even told me to sleep first at night."

"Stop it, I'm busy." Li Pushu was studying video editing. Ye Sui watched helplessly as she fumbled around.

The studio had hired an editor. The boss, who wasn't short on money, directly hired a high-priced professional. But the editor was only responsible for the main account's livestream videos, usually introducing bags or new products, and sometimes filming bag-carrying videos.

Their personal accounts were just random posts for fans to see—nothing substantial. They could upload any vlog, just daily life.

Today, Li Pushu had recorded a segment on body-shaping exercises to share tips on maintaining a good figure, along with some skincare methods. She wanted to teach girls who wanted to become beautiful but didn't know how. Actually, the first cost-free way to transform was exercise.

First, expel the sluggish energy from the body, maintain a good spirit, and your eyes will naturally become confident and bright. Then start practicing posture—don't slouch. This is a process that takes time and persistence, combined with diet and proper skincare.

"Editing? It's very simple. If Shushu gives me a little benefit, I'll teach you." Ye Sui, ignored again, started trying to get her attention. They hadn't kissed all day today—except for the morning kiss, of course.

Li Pushu almost forgot—Ye Sui was a computer whiz, while she was terrible at these things.

"Honey, please, teach me~" Li Pushu's eyes sparkled as she snuggled into Ye Sui's arms, acting cute.

It was the first time she had called him "honey," and it really stimulated him. He immediately perked up.

After two hours of "uh-huh, ah-ah," she was held in his arms, sitting in front of the computer.

Ye Sui taught her step by step how to edit, then would go back and ask Li Pushu about the steps he had just taught. If she got them wrong, she would be "punished" with a spanking.

In short, it was a sweaty, flesh-mingling teaching session. The ambiguous atmosphere in the study lingered for a long time.

Li Pushu was filled with "ink" (knowledge), and this time she dared not let it slip through her mind like water off a duck's back. She stored it all tightly, not letting a drop leak out, afraid of being "punished."

The process was tiring, but the result was gratifying. With trembling hands, she finished editing the video herself.

But she couldn't bear to look at the desk and chair. She pinched Ye Sui's waist and scolded, "Tonight, you're sleeping in the study!"

"Baby, you can't do this—use me and then throw me away." His post-event voice was especially deep and pleasant. Ye Sui's tie hung loosely, and he casually pulled it off. Clothes were scattered everywhere. He embraced Li Pushu from behind, intertwining their fingers.

(...)

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The next day

Li Pushu received a piece of news.

"Shushu, the Su family's President Su got into a car accident and needs a blood transfusion. According to the doctor's advice, when they checked for compatible blood types and donors, they found that Su Mingyue is not his biological daughter. Now, from her, they learned about your existence. They might come looking for you." Ye Sui had an inside source and got the news immediately. That source was Meng Ci, who just had to endure a few annoying words from him.

Meng Ci was absolutely money-loving and scheming, and absolutely hated Su Mingyue. Now, he could both get money and get rid of her. Why wouldn't he agree? Only a fool would refuse. He wasn't a noble person; he was very mercenary. Nobility was all an act, and playing hard to get worked well because the world liked that persona. If he could get benefits by pretending, why not pretend?

His parents were useless. The only useful thing they gave him was a face that could pretend to be noble, so he had to make good use of it.

"Why are they looking for me? Even if I were his daughter, I probably couldn't donate blood, unless he wants to die faster. Or, is he dying and wants to leave his inheritance to his biological child?" Li Pushu rubbed her hands together, eyes sparkling with excitement. A sudden windfall of wealth—she liked that!

"What are you thinking? President Su is type B. It's not a rare blood type. There's no shortage of blood donors." Ye Sui explained with amusement. Even if the hospital lacked blood, as long as they offered a high price to recruit donors, plenty of people would come to sell their blood. It sounded cruel, but that was the harsh reality.

"Through this check, they found out Su Mingyue is type A. President Su and his wife are both type B. They're looking for you, probably to acknowledge you." Two type B parents couldn't possibly have a type A child. Without even a paternity test, it was clear Su Mingyue wasn't their biological child.

Now that the Su family knew the truth and knew Li Pushu was the real daughter, once President Su woke up, they would probably come looking for her.

"I'm type O, and with my looks, it's quite possible I'm the Su family's child." Li Pushu nodded in understanding. This was really too melodramatic. She was curious how the swap happened.

But blood type and appearance alone couldn't confirm it. There were coincidences in the world. They would need a paternity test.

She didn't have to wait long.

Two days later, President Su was moved out of the ICU. He had woken up. When he got the news, he almost fainted again.

Ignoring his wife's hesitant expression and Su Mingyue's hurt and resentful eyes, he arranged for his trusted aide to bring the person back.

Su Jun was a very realistic and somewhat old-fashioned man. He first told Su Mingyue to go home and rest, not to stay by his side. After she left, he looked at his wife and said, "I know you can't bear to let Mingyue go. I've loved and cherished her for twenty-two years, raised her as my own daughter for twenty-two years, so of course I can't bear it either. But a biological child is a biological child. Mingyue can stay in the Su family, but we must bring our biological daughter back."

Especially after nearly dying this time, he was even more determined to bring his biological child back. Su Jun had a weak sperm condition. After years of trying for a child, he only had this one daughter, whom he doted on. Now it turned out the one he raised was a fake, and his real seed was out there.

Su Jun was furious and also scared. If he had really died this time, the Su family fortune would have been handed over to an outsider.

Just thinking about it—if he had died and the Su family went to Su Mingyue, and if Su Mingyue later learned the truth and acknowledged her biological parents, the Su family would truly change hands.

It had taken so much effort to build the Su family's wealth. If it were taken over by an outsider, he would be so angry he'd come back to life in the underworld, and even his coffin lid wouldn't be able to hold him down.

An Lanshu twisted her fingers, feeling very uneasy. She resisted, saying, "But wouldn't that be too fast? Mingyue can't accept it all at once. How about waiting a few more days?"

"Lanshu, I don't think you love Mingyue that much. You've never been close to her since she was little. Now that I think about it, maybe it's because she's not biological, so you couldn't develop a mother-daughter bond. Now that we know where our biological daughter is, you're not happy to bring her back. Instead, you look reluctant." Su Jun stared at her, questioning.

An Lanshu's reaction was strange. Before, she couldn't get close to their only daughter, Su Mingyue. Now that the truth was exposed, she was protective and didn't want to bring the biological daughter home. She even seemed surprised that the biological daughter existed, as if the person who should have died was still alive.

"I'm not. It's just that I had a difficult recovery after childbirth and had a psychological shadow, so I kept my distance. Of course, I love my own daughter." An Lanshu quickly adjusted her emotions. "But I've raised Mingyue for twenty-two years, and I'm very reluctant to let her go. Even if the one outside is biological, we don't know her character yet. Bringing her home suddenly would make everyone uncomfortable. But you're right. Since we know the truth, we must bring our biological daughter home."

Su Jun didn't think much of it. He was very tired. "Go back and arrange things. As for Mingyue, comfort her."

Having invested so much effort and money in raising her, Su Jun would not drive her away either. In the future, a marriage alliance would be a way to repay the Su family; there's no reason she should get to enjoy twenty-two years of being the young lady of the Su family without giving something back.

Su Jun soon fell asleep. An Lanshu sat by the bed for a while. She reached out to pull out Su Jun's IV needle, but as he coughed lightly, she was startled and immediately withdrew her hand. Her expression flickered through several emotions. She picked up her bag and left the ward.

"Mom, how is Dad?" Su Mingyue was still standing outside the ward. Unlike her usual willful and domineering self, her eyes were now red and swollen from crying. She looked at An Lanshu anxiously. "Mom, are you and Dad going to kick me out of the Su family?"

"Silly child, of course not. You will always be the young lady of the Su family." An Lanshu smiled and patted her hand reassuringly.

Su Mingyue felt relieved. She leaned against An Lanshu's shoulder. "Mom, after my sister comes back, I will get along well with her."

"I know, you are a good child." An Lanshu said, looking relieved, but a trace of disdain and sharpness flashed in her eyes.

Just a bastard. She had raised her for so long, and things were about to succeed, but at this critical moment, something went wrong.

And that one outside—how could she still be alive? And now she's been discovered! How did that old hag handle things back then when she took her away? Truly, she can't accomplish anything but can spoil everything!