Raising Children in the 1980s: The Elegant Beauty Cherished by the Top Scientist
People said that Lu Yan must have been driven mad by his studies. To repay a debt of gratitude, he gave up his childhood sweetheart and married a woman he didn't even like. As if that weren't enough,
"Hello, comrade. Could you please help me connect to Comrade Lu Yan from the Research Engineering Department? I’m his family member and it’s urgent." Shen Qingyi’s voice was polite, but there was a hint of urgency in it.
"Please hold," came the cold reply from the other end. About a minute later, "Engineer Lu is busy at the moment and cannot respond."
With that, the line went dead, the busy signal sounding in her ear.
Shen Qingyi froze for a moment and could only hang up the phone.
Four years ago, after a brief and fleeting spring with Lu Yan, he left for the research institute. Two months later, she found herself pregnant with An’an. Unable to reach Lu Yan and receive his acknowledgment, she was disowned by her in-laws and driven out, forced to return to her late father’s old house.
For four years, rumors and gossip had never ceased.
She could ignore the slander; after all, she had endured the hardest days of raising a child alone. But An’an’s schooling could not be delayed any longer. She had inquired before: schools would not accept children without household registration.
She hesitated, knowing another call would likely go unanswered. So she paid and prepared to go home.
She had barely taken a few steps when she heard two operators behind her whispering, "Every time she comes here, her man won’t take her calls. I heard it’s because the kid isn’t his. Tsk, how thick-skinned."
"Right? And I heard she’s the professor’s daughter too. Always dresses so seductively, men comin