A Western Doctor’s Happy Farming Life[1] 189

Well, if this good-looking femina man was indeed sent by the man called Muhammad, he would definitely leave directly after he found that he couldn’t accomplish his mission. But, why was he still lingering?

Moreover, he seemed to have made up his mind to greet Wu Dahu as if as long as Wu Dahu showed up, everything would come out in the wash.

In considering of that, Song Qinghan finally became doubtful, and he opened the door again. Glancing at the good-looking femina man, he frowned and said, “How did you know Wu Dahu and meet him? Tell me everything about it.”

The good-looking femina man was stunned suddenly, but he soon regained his sense. After a short while of pondering, he answered obediently, “Mistress, after Lord Wu won the tittle of Tanhua in the final tournament, he was invited by the Liu Family to join their banquet, I am one of the escorts on the banquet, so…”

Hearing that, Song Qinghan got his eyes fixed on the famina man’s belly and size up. Well, if the femina man was telling the truth, his pregnancy period did match the time line. But… How would Wu Dahu do something like that?

Probably the good-looking femina man had seen through Song Qinghan’s thought in mind, so he added,  “Lord Wu got completely drunk that day, so he might have a faint memories over the affair. This is one of the inner sleeve corner I saved secretly that day. As long as you get it to compare to the ones of Lord Wu, you will know if I am telling a truth.”

After that, he fiddled and then took out a palm-size fabric meticulously from his sleeve. He dithered for a moment but still delivered it to Song Qinghan in the end.

Song Qinghan frowned and took the fabric over. With fingers sliding on the surface of the fabric, he sank into a deep thought.

He was very familiar with this fabric because this was the one he bought for Wu Dahu specifically. And even once upon a time, Hualian did report to him that the cloth of Wu Dahu was incomplete when he was washing clothes. But he didn’t take it to heart because he just thought that probably it was out of Wu Dahu’s carelessness to get it scratched or something.

But now in a logical consideration of it, how come the inner sleeve was scratched without any damage to the outer part?

Noticing that Song Qinghan’s eyes were getting colder and colder, the good-looking femina man reached out his hands tentatively, as if to take the fabric over. And probably he was concerning that Song Qinghan would destroy the evidence out of wrath.

Song Qinghan shrugged, and then stuffed the fabric back in the good-looking femina man’s hands. Without any expressional changes, he said, “Since so, let’s wait until Dahu comes back home and we will negotiate. But something needs to make clear now, you can’t prove that the child is Dahu’s with such a plain evidence.”

The good-looking femina man lowered his head and gently placed his hand on his stomach. He said with a pitiful expression, “I have trekked so long, and the coins on me had already run up. My only wish now is that Lord Wu will take pity on this innocent baby and raise him up. If at the time we make a blood endeavor to prove that, and Lord Wu is not going to admit it, I will take my child and leave the place…”

As he said so, bean-like tears started dropping from his eyes rolling on his face down to the ground. The ground where the femina man stood was soaked damp, which Song Qinghan felt that it was such an eyesore!

In fact, what he said wasn’t unreasonable at all. Even though nothing could prove that the child in the femina man’s belly belonged to Wu Dahu currently, nothing could prove that it didn’t. Especially if these two did really have once experienced sexual intercourse.

To that end, it seemed that they had to accept the femina man temporarily. They not only had to accommodate him, but also treat him and the unborn child good before everything was proven.

Thinking of this, Song Qinghan got his eyes even sharper and colder. Just as he was about to shut the door, he noticed that there was someone approaching in the distance, after confirming, he crooked his lips and smile in coldness, and then he uttered slightly, “The one you long to greet is coming over, solve the problem yourself.”

Surprise flashed across the eyes of the good-looking femina man and then he stood up abruptly, went and met up to greet, while saying with pair of watery eyes, “Lord Wu!”

Wu Dahu was utterly stunned and glanced at the man suspiciously. He dodged purposely and walked directly towards Song Qinghan, while asking in a lower tone, “Who is that guy? Is he coming to make trouble?”

Noticing that Wu Dahu completely ignored the femina man, Song Qinghan was relieved a bit, yet his tone was still unpleasant.

“He said that the child in his belly is your kid, but now you don’t even know him?”

Being informed about the news, Wu Dahu stared at the femina man in a great surprise while his eyebrows were entangled with suspicion.

The good-looking femina man didn’t say anything, but instead showed a lowly attitude lowering his head and gaze. Probably he was trying to remind Wu Dahu of his figure in memories by doing so.

After a while, just as Song Qinghan thought that Wu Dahu would pretend to be unfamiliar with the femina man till the final end, Wu Dahu uttered abruptly, “Oh, it’s you!”

The sudden words rendered the good-looking femina man surprised; yet on the contrary, it made Song Qinghan quite disappointed.

However, beyond their expectations, Wu Dahu continued to say, “If I don’t get it wrong, we never stayed alone in the same room. How come the child in your belly is mine?”

Ha, Wu Dahu’s words were like a roller coaster, making Song Qinghan and the good-looking femina man lost in the mood swings.

“Lord Wu, you were completely drunk that day, of course you won’t remember anything of that. But we did stay in the same room before, and this piece of fabric can be the proof for that.”

After that, the good-looking femina man pulled out the fabric again from his sleeve, and delivered it to Wu Dahu with his eyes full of expectations.

Wu Dahu didn’t reach out to take the fabric at all, he just took a random glance over it and said, “What can it prove even though this fabric is actually mine? I admit that I was indeed drunk that time, but I was not that besotted to forget everything. I remember that I got the wine sprinkled on my cloth, so I went into the side room to change another one, was I that kind of potent to make you pregnant within such a short time?”

Logically speaking, Wu Dahu’s words did make sense. So Song Qinghan felt much more relived when he was listening. After all, no one would really want his husband to have any experience of having sexual intercourse with the others.

But it seemed that the good-looking femina man wasn’t softened role at all. After hearing Wu Dahu’s words, he knelt down all of a sudden, and sobbed and bawled with tears, “Lord Wu, you really forgot everything on that day, didn’t you? You told me that you got muddleheaded after you changed your cloth, so you decided to stay in the room and got a rest. After all the servants left, we enjoyed a lot physically catalyzed by the effect of the wine. And I had already cleaned up everything before you woke up. You just left with a causal glance at the room. And I still remember that I criticized you that you were a callous man trying to leave things behind after a short while of happiness. Now I finally figure out that you didn’t even know what you did at that time, right?”

Well, it had to be admitted that this femina man was quite tricky that he accused Wu Dahu of being completely drunk without knowing anything. Thus, even though Wu Dahu intended to retort with fact, he would fail with that premise. After all, no one would believe him that he was capable of being sober without being drunk in an occasion of social engagement.

Noticing that Wu Dahu was frowning tight, Song Qinghan seemed to quite understand the huge helplessness, he sighed slightly, and then uttered slowly, “Since so, settle down temporarily. Let’s negotiate about how to arrange your affair tomorrow.”

Wu Dahu paused before subconsciously saying, “Han, I…”

“Don’t worry, I fully believe you.”

Song Qinghan turned to Wu Dahu and delivered him a warm smile. That was a smile of trust, of confidence and of encouragement.

Seeing that smile, Wu Daahu said nothing more but felt rather warm in his heart. He reached out to grab Song Qinghan’s hand and led him inside, with no more glance at the good-looking femina man in behind.

The good-looking man didn’t feel wronged at all, he wiped his tears on face with his sleeves, uplifted his own package while holding the stool in both hands. After showing his gratitude to the escorting servants sent by the warm-hearted man, he raised his head to stare at the spacious yard of the house, with his eyes full of decisiveness.