After a wealthy woman went bankrupt, her live-in husband became her sugar daddy.

Chapter 271 I Can't Lose My Son

I laughed at him and gently nudged him: "Stop joking around, be serious."

He gently touched his forehead and leaned closer: "I've always been serious, especially about you."

I blushed a little at his sudden sweet talk and lowered my head, saying nothing more.

He wouldn't let me go, moving even closer and whispering, "You know what? Every time I'm with you, I feel so safe. You're like my anchor; as long as you're here, I'm not afraid of anything."

A flutter ran through my heart.

His eyes were full of affection, as if I were the only person left in the world. I gently squeezed his hand and whispered, "Me too. As long as you're here, I feel fearless."

He reached out and ruffled my hair, his tone slightly teasing: "Shouldn't we give each other a 'Best Partner' award?"

I laughed again, replied with an emoji, and said, "Stop fooling around, we still have to see Lin Shu." "Okay, let's go. But remember what I just said, if anything seems wrong, be sure to tell me immediately."

He nodded, but his expression turned serious again.

At the dock by the river, the sea breeze howled, stirring up waves, and the air was filled with a salty, damp smell.

Jiang Yichen and I stood on the dock, surrounded by mountains of goods and busy workers. The noise mingled with the sound of the wind, creating a tense and oppressive atmosphere. This was the starting point of the counterfeit medicine case twenty years ago, and now, the connection between Lin Shu and the Jiang family's counterfeit medicine case is gradually coming to light.

She exploited her grandmother's trust to frame her grandfather, becoming a key figure in the conspiracy.

Jiang Yichen pressed himself tightly against my side, leaning forward to completely shield me behind him.

His eyes scanned his surroundings warily, his gaze sharp as an eagle's, full of vigilance, much like a wild beast guarding its territory, ready to strike at the slightest disturbance.

I could clearly sense that every nerve in his body was taut, but his movements remained calm and composed, without a trace of panic. "Be careful, there are too many people and too much chatter here. If we want to find clues, we need to hurry."

He lowered his voice, his tone carrying an undeniable certainty, as if declaring our mission. I nodded slightly, a warm feeling welling up inside me.

With him by my side, I felt as if I had been infused with endless courage. My previously timid heart had become firm and resolute.

I looked up, my eyes filled with determination, and began to carefully observe everything around me. The dock was bustling with activity; workers hurried along, busy moving goods, and huge cargo ships were moored at the shore, emitting deep, muffled groans, as if telling stories of bygone years.

I tried my best to search for clues in this complicated scene, not letting go of any possible details.

Just then, my phone vibrated slightly. It was a message from Little Sweetie: "Sister Mo, we haven't found anything unusual yet, but you still need to be careful. There's a container storage area on the east side of the dock where there are fewer people; you might be able to find some clues there."

I quickly replied, "Okay, we'll be right there."

Seeing me looking down at my phone, Jiang Yichen asked softly, "Is it Little Sweetie?"

“Hmm,” I nodded. “She said there might be a clue in the container storage area on the east side. Let’s go check it out.”

He nodded slightly, his eyes still scanning the surroundings warily, his tone full of concern: "Okay, stay close to me, don't get lost."

We walked eastward along the edge of the pier, with Jiang Yichen always half a step ahead of me, his body slightly leaning to the side, as if ready to shield me from any danger at any moment.

“You don’t need to worry about me,” I said softly. “I can take care of myself.”

He turned his head and glanced at me, his eyes filled with a hint of helplessness and doting: "I know you can do it, but I just can't help wanting to protect you."

I blushed a little at his blunt words and lowered my head, saying nothing more.

Then, he whispered, holding my hand tightly, "You are too important to me, I can't let anything happen to you."

The river breeze, carrying a salty, damp scent, whistled past, while the waves crashed against the stone foundation of the dock, making a dull thud.

I held my slightly protruding belly; being five months pregnant made me move a little slowly.

As agreed, I met Lin Shu at this deserted dock.

She stood at the end of the pier, her back to me, her black trench coat fluttering in the wind.

I walked slowly toward her, each step making a "thump-thump" sound on the wet wooden planks.

"Aunt Lin," I called softly as I walked to her side.

Lin Shu slowly turned her head. Her face was etched with wrinkles by time, and her eyes revealed complex emotions: guilt, hesitation, and a hint of determination.

“Child, you shouldn’t have come. It’s windy at the dock, which is bad for you and the baby in your belly.”

Lin Shu's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of concern.

I shook my head and looked at her with a firm gaze: "Aunt Lin, I want to know the truth about the fake medicine case back then. You know, I can't just let those who hurt innocent people get away with it without knowing the truth."

Lin Shu remained silent for a moment, her gaze drifting to the distant sea, where a dilapidated fishing boat was slowly sailing away.

"There are some things that are better left unsaid; knowing them won't do you any good."

"But Aunt Lin, this concerns the fate of many people and the reputation of the Jiang family. I can't ignore it," I said urgently, my hand unconsciously touching my stomach.

Lin Shu bit her lip, a pained expression on her face: "What happened back then was very complicated, beyond your imagination. The Jin family was ruthless, and I had no choice in the matter."

"Not having a choice? Does that mean so many innocent children have to suffer? Aunt Lin, you're my grandmother's friend, I can't believe you'd be involved in something like that."

My anger and disappointment gradually welled up, and my voice rose a few decibels.

Lin Shu's body trembled slightly, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes: "I...I'm doing this for my son. The Jin family is threatening me with his life. If I don't do as they say, they will kill him. I'm just an old woman, I...I can't lose my son."

I frowned, feeling a little hesitant, but I still said, "But Aunt Lin, what you're doing hurts so many more people. How much pain must those children's parents be in?"

Lin Shu's eyes dimmed, and she lowered her head, her voice choked with emotion: "I know I was wrong, but I really had no other choice at the time. Child, you are still young, you don't understand, a mother will do anything for her child."

"Now you can tell the truth and let those bad people be punished, which can be considered as making up for your mistakes back then."

I tried to persuade her.

Lin Shu suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with fear: "No! I can't say anything. The Jin family still has power. They won't let my son go. I can't let anything happen to him, I can't!"