The Beijing Prince Is Infertile, But I Gave Birth to Triplets

"Miss, congratulations, you're pregnant!"

"What..."

Shi Runrun listened to the female doctor's words, her mind going completely blank.

She couldn't help but remember what had happened over a month ago at her birthday party.

She was the true heiress of the prestigious Shi family in Beijing, lost for nineteen years and only recently reclaimed from the countryside by her birth family. The Shi family had an adopted daughter, Shi Qing, who feared losing her place after Runrun's return. So, at the birthday banquet, Shi Qing drugged her and delivered her to an old man, attempting to destroy her reputation.

That night, she had felt unbearably hot, as if countless ants crawled across her skin. Biting her lip until it bled, she struggled desperately, knocking the old man unconscious and fleeing the hotel room.

In the corridor, she collided with a man. All she remembered was his embrace—solid, warm, filled with a clean, comforting scent. Instinctively, she clung to his waist, begging him to save her.

What followed was a night of wild confusion, a feverish madness...

Now, sitting in the hospital garden, Shi Runrun was lost in thought, her whole being adrift.

Upon waking the next morning, she'd asked him if he'd used protection, if she needed to take the morning-after pill. He'd replied that he was infertile, that she could not possibly get pregnant.

She'd believed him and hadn't taken any precautions.

Yet now, she was pregnant.

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