Marriage First, Love Later: The Soft and Obedient Little Wife of Mr. Lu - Chapter 61: She Pushed Me!

Chapter 61: She Pushed Me!

The next morning, Lu Zhijin and Song Shimu were refreshed and energetic, while Zhai Moyu and Sun Jiayi seemed to have slept poorly, their eyes darting around filled with awkwardness.

Song Shimu tactfully refrained from asking questions, planning to find time later to ask her best friend about it after they returned.

The four had breakfast at a nearby farmhouse restaurant. Lu Zhijin received a sudden notification and had to leave first, so Song Shimu drove alone to the military retirement home to pick up Lu Yike.

When she arrived at the small western-style building at the military retirement home, Lu Yike was playing in the courtyard with Little Prince. Wearing a cream-colored overalls, his short legs happily running around Old Lu’s large fish tank, while Little Prince chased after him with his tongue out joyfully.

“Ke Ke!”

“Mom!”

Seeing Song Shimu suddenly appear, Lu Yike’s eyes lit up, and he rushed into her arms like a little missile.

“The sun is so strong, why aren’t you staying inside?” Song Shimu wiped the fine sweat from his forehead.

“Grandpa and Grandma went out. There’s a bad woman inside, and I don’t want to stay with her.”

Lu Yike pouted. That bad woman always took opportunities to probe him about his parents’ lives—so annoying!

“Little clever one!”

Song Shimu picked up Lu Yike and walked inside. “I need to get a document for Dad, then we’ll pack up and go home.”

Zhang Hanzhi was leaning on the living room sofa playing with her tablet. With no one else at home, she couldn’t be bothered to put on an act. When she saw Song Shimu enter, she rolled her eyes and spoke sarcastically in a shrill voice.

“Oh, the young mistress is back? Abandoning your child to go have fun—what a great mother!”

“None of your business!”

Lu Yike stomped over, snatched his tablet back, glared at her, and pouted while defending his mother.

“Mom has her own life, and I missed Grandpa and Grandma too! Why are you butting in!”

“You!”

Zhang Hanzhi sat up angrily. This little brat, spoiled by the whole family, always acted recklessly toward her. But since Lu Yike was a member of the Lu family, she couldn’t argue with a child, so she took her anger out on Song Shimu.

“Song Shimu, look at this! What have you taught Lu Yike to become?”

“My son is just fine. He’s polite to everyone. Perhaps Miss Zhang should reflect on her own behavior?”

“It seems Ke Ke has become so unreasonable because of you! How can you face Mian Mian’s sister like this?”

“Big sister would surely be happy to see Ke Ke so healthy and sunny.”

Song Shimu crossed her arms, looking down at the unreasonable woman. Faced with someone like Zhang Hanzhi, there was no need to maintain good manners.

“Song Shimu, don’t get too cocky! Ke Ke is Mian Mian’s sister’s child. You’re just a tool—don’t think you can become a phoenix by flying onto a high branch. The Lu family will never accept you as one of their own!”

“That’s none of your concern, Miss Zhang.”

Song Shimu had no interest in engaging further and turned to go upstairs to retrieve the document Lu Zhijin needed.

“Where are you going?!Zhang Hanzhi watched her movements closely, but Song Shimu completely ignored her, leaving behind a carefree figure.

“You’re so noisy every day!”

Lu Yike sat on the opposite sofa peeling grapes, his big eyes filled with disdain as he muttered under his breath.

“Mom is great, and our whole family loves her. But you—acting like a shrew every day, so ugly!”

“You!”

Zhang Hanzhi glared viciously at Lu Yike, then watched Song Shimu’s retreating figure heading upstairs. Her eyes shifted cunningly, and she followed suit.

Lu Zhijin had mentioned the documents were in the second drawer of the study. After retrieving them, Song Shimu closed the door and stepped out.

At the stairwell corner, she encountered the unpleasant presence again. Zhang Hanzhi stood with arms crossed, slanting a disdainful glance, her expression haughty and contemptuous.

“You really treat this place as your own home, coming and going as you please.”

“Miss Zhang, are you still not fully awake this morning? This is indeed my home.”

Song Shimu chuckled lightly, her beautiful face calm and unruffled, completely unfazed by the other’s aggressive demeanor.

“You’re utterly shameless!”

Zhang Hanzhi stepped forward, closing in aggressively. “Clutching onto A Jin without letting go—you must have been over the moon during that global confession recently!””That day, while shopping with her friends, she had seen Lu Zhijin’s heartfelt confession plastered across squares and malls, turning her livid.” Even while dining at a restaurant, everyone around was excitedly discussing it!

What was there to discuss? It was all just an act!

Song Shimu lifted her eyelids, slightly raising her slender brows, her bright eyes seeming to see right through everything.

“Miss Zhang, are you jealous?”

Song Shimu curved her red lips and spoke slowly, “There’s no helping it—A Jin just loves me this much.”

“Song Shimu, have you no shame!Zhang Hanzhi excitedly lunged forward to grab her. Song Shimu instinctively moved to block, but before her hand could make contact, she watched as Zhang Hanzhi dramatically fell backward, tumbling down the stairs.

“Ah—”

A heavy thud echoed as Zhang Hanzhi landed on the ground floor, blood seeping from her forehead, her body motionless.

Hearing the commotion, Lu Yike came toddling over on his short legs, his mouth agape as he stared in shock at Zhang Hanzhi lying on the floor. He looked up to see his mother standing somewhat stunned upstairs and innocently asked,

“Mommy, is she dead?”

Lu Zhijin rushed over upon hearing the news.

In the private hospital room, Zhang Hanzhi lay half-propped on the bed, weeping incessantly. Lu’s mother sat by the bedside comforting her, though her expression was somewhat strained. Lu Yike sat on the sofa opposite the bed, glaring at Zhang Hanzhi with deep resentment.

Meanwhile, Song Shimu sat to the side, legs crossed impassively, her gaze steady and unreadable as she watched Zhang Hanzhi, as if quietly observing a performance.

“Mu Mu, are you alright? You’re not hurt, are you?”

Lu Zhijin grasped Song Shimu’s arms, his tone urgent as he quickly scanned her from head to toe, relieved to find her unharmed.

“I’m fine.”

“A Jin, I’m the one who’s injured!”

Zhang Hanzhi sat up abruptly in the hospital bed. Her head was bandaged, her foot wrapped in bandages, her face pale as she sobbed and accused,

“Look at the wonderful wife you married!” How could her heart be so malicious! I was merely asking about your recent well-being, and she got so angry she pushed me down the stairs!”

Zhang Hanzhi broke into uncontrollable sobs on the bed, while Lu’s mother awkwardly tried to soothe her.

“Oh dear, it must be a misunderstanding. Why would Mu Mu do such a thing? Perhaps you lost your footing?”

“Auntie, how can you still believe her! You have no idea how scheming this woman is—when you’re not around, she turns cold and ruthless!”

“How could that be? Maybe the stairs were faulty—I’ll have someone check and repair them.”

Song Shimu showed no expression. The moment Zhang Hanzhi deliberately rolled down the stairs, she had already anticipated this woman would put on such a performance—exactly as she predicted.

She now even suspected whether Zhang Hanzhi and Madam Su Yunrong had been watching melodramatic soap operas together, to come up with such a foolish trick.

Lu Zhijin’s eyes were icy, his dark pupils brewing a storm as he glared coldly at the woman acting on the bed, his words merciless.

“Zhang Hanzhi, who do you think you are? Do you really think Mu Mu would bother to lay a hand on you?”

“You don’t believe me either?” Zhang Hanzhi’s eyes welled up with tears, putting on a pitiful act.

“Mu Mu would never do such a thing. Stay away from us from now on!”

“Would I throw myself down the stairs? Why would I hurt myself?!” Zhang Hanzhi grew agitated.

“Who knows what little scheme you’re plotting, but let me tell you—you’ve miscalculated!”

Lu Zhijin took Song Shimu’s hand and left, ignoring Zhang Hanzhi’s hysterics on the bed. As they reached the door, Song Shimu suddenly paused, turning her head to look calmly and emotionlessly at Zhang Hanzhi.

“Zhang Hanzhi, don’t you dare try to pin false accusations on me. I’ve done nothing to you. There’s no need for me to bother with such actions against you.”

“Because in my eyes, you’re nothing but a clown. I don’t even regard you as worthy of attention, let alone waste effort dealing with you.”