Young Master Fu's Incredible Real Heiress Chapter 1019-END - Ending (4)

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Previously on Young Master Fu's Incredible Real Heiress...
Fu Xiuyuan shared evidence of Jing Ya's prior hospital visits with Shi Jin, exposing her faked injuries. They sent the information to the insurance company, prompting a police investigation into her fraud. Jing Ya's scheme to claim compensation by staging the cruise ship accident was confirmed, leading fans to abandon her upon the police announcement.

Fans outright declared that they were ditching their fandom right away.

The fan club, official announcement group, and others all deserted the supporters and switched to pitch-black profile images.

The wristwatch company swiftly sent in lawyers, demanding she pay up for breaking the contract promptly—if her hand injury kept Jing Ya from working, they might have skipped compensation out of kindness. They could even let her keep the advance payment.

Yet, after she plotted against them, business rules forced their hand per the contract.

Shi Jin stopped contacting Jing Ya and didn't reclaim the hospital bill money she'd covered, since it served no purpose now.

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With everything sorted, her main focus shifted to recovery.

Through the fan club, supporters learned she might not return to work for a full year.

In that time, labor and baby care would demand her attention above all else.

Fu Xiuyuan carried over the fresh fruits. Shi Jin beamed at him. He'd barely settled when she let out a sudden yelp.

He dropped the fruit instantly and grasped her hand. “What's wrong? Uncomfortable somewhere?”

“Nope, the baby just kicked.” Shi Jin gazed at her belly smilingly and guided his hand there to sense the little thumps and jabs.

At eight months, the baby packed real power. Fu Xiuyuan sensed the strong kicks clearly.

The tiny feet pressed into his palm, tracing motions across Shi Jin’s belly. A grin spread uncontrollably on his face.

After some lively play, the baby likely grew weary and quieted down. Fu Xiuyuan released his hold.

Shi Jin munched on fruit. As he glanced up, she popped a kiwi slice into his mouth.

Fu Xiuyuan grinned. Shi Jin looked down. “Oh, that was the final kiwi bit…”

“Open up.” Fu Xiuyuan leaned in to share the kiwi from his mouth, but held back just enough. When she reached for it, he pulled away teasingly. Each time Shi Jin neared, it slipped by. She chased it eagerly, soon lost in the playful tussle, forgetting the fruit entirely.

Concerned her back might strain, he freed her and affectionately tousled her hair. “Still craving it? I’ll fetch more.”

“Nah, I’ll rest a bit.” Shi Jin already lounged on the recliner, so Fu Xiuyuan eased her back fully.

Her eyes fluttered shut. Soft sunlight filtered through the window, bathing her pale cheeks in a gentle sheen.

Autumn's weather shone perfectly.

Post a brief shower, skies cleared, revealing glimpses of azure blue.

In the hospital room, sweat dotted Shi Jin’s brow.

Admitted two days prior, labor pains finally hit today.

“Didn't they say painless birth? Why the agony still?” Fu Xiuyuan's tone barely contained his fury.

Shi Jin clutched his sleeve, forcing calm. “Painkillers only work once the cervix nears full dilation. Relax, it's okay. I can handle it.”

Fu Xiuyuan fell silent, but his clenched fists whitened at the joints.

His voice dropped low. “Alright, hang in there a bit more.”

“Master Fu, step out for now,” the doctor murmured softly.

Fu Xiuyuan hated leaving, yet his presence pulled Shi Jin's focus to soothe him. After a pause, he strode out.

The family waited anxiously outside. Spotting him, Madam Yue rushed forward. “How's she doing?”

“Labor hasn't kicked in fully,” Fu Xiuyuan replied softly.

“Sigh. Hope Shi Jin holds up. If not, C-section it is?”

Yue Feng hushed her. “Enough. Shi Jin and Xiuyuan know their choices.”

Fu Xiuyuan moved aside, staying mute.

The rest whispered to calm their nerves.

Fu Xiuyuan alone kept quiet, standing tall yet isolated.

Yue Lanchen approached quietly. “Brother-in-law, try this cookie. Baked it for Sis—she adores them.”

At those words, Fu Xiuyuan eyed the box.

Yue Lanchen offered it again. Fu Xiuyuan took one but lacked appetite, merely cradling it.

“Sis will be okay. She's always fit, and a doctor too. No need to fret.”

Fu Xiuyuan knew the reasoning, yet unease persisted.

Gripping the cookie, he stood motionless, enduring the wait.

Yue Lanchen felt a bit anxious, yet talking to Fu Xiuyuan proved difficult. Spotting Fu Heyan nearby, he whispered, “Sister Heyan, why has my sister taken so long inside?”

“It depends on the individual. Some deliver quicker than others. Relax, everything’s okay,” Fu Heyan reassured him gently.

After an uncertain wait, the operating room lights finally dimmed at last.

Right away, the nurse pushed Shi Jin out on the bed.

Even with painless delivery, discomfort lingered. Shi Jin emerged with sweat beading on her brow and her complexion somewhat ashen.

“Doctor, is my older sister alright?”

“How’s my daughter doing?”

“What about my little sister?”

The questions overlapped in near unison.

Fu Xiuyuan hurried forward too. The crowd parted naturally for him.

Approaching her side, he bent close, grasped her hand gently, and pressed kisses to her forehead and lips. “You’ve endured so much.”

“No trouble at all. Check on the baby first.”

“He’s nothing special yet. Let’s get you resting together,” Fu Xiuyuan murmured softly.

Beside them, the doctor addressed the group. “Wonderful news—mother and son both safe. The baby’s in perfect health. He’s had his initial vaccine and can soon be brought for some sugar water. Then…”

Exhaustion weighed on Shi Jin. With eyes shut, Fu Xiuyuan and the nurse guided her toward the recovery room.

The doctor’s explanation trailed off, no longer reaching Shi Jin’s ears.

She hadn’t glimpsed who held the infant, yet trust filled her—no concerns needed. They’d care for him impeccably.

Upon opening her eyes, Fu Xiuyuan gazed at her, eyes brimming with awe and deep affection.

Fu Xiuyuan leaned in for another kiss. She alone filled his heart, now and forevermore.