I can see a death countdown above everyone’s head.
And my husband, Fu Yusheng, is going to die today.
For ten years, he kept up the illusion that he couldn’t have children.
But today, he brought home a five-year-old child and his pregnant mistress.
He laid everything out, while our elders surrounded me and urged me to be understanding.
“Qingyan, Yusheng has had a hard time too. A man needs an heir, after all. Just think of it as gaining a son. What’s so bad about that?”
I watched the countdown above his head tick down at breakneck speed: [00:01:30].
I said softly, “I refuse to accept a child of such dubious parentage!”
Fu Yusheng looked at me as if I were a fool he had completely under his thumb.
Smugly putting his arm around his mistress, he announced, “Whether you accept them or not, I’m not abandoning her and the child. From now on, I’ll spend the day with you and the night with her…”
The countdown read [00:00:10].
I calmly began to speak…
