The scenes from that year began to replay before his eyes.
Lu Jing’s body started shaking uncontrollably, and his face gradually turned pale.
"Did she say you are the ’mistress’?"
The man’s voice was very sinister over the phone.
"Yes, as your fiancée, she pointed at in front of everyone at the café and said it."
After speaking, tears could no longer be held back and burst forth from his eyes.
"Why didn’t you tell then?"
"Tell you?
Jiang Ye, in everyone’s eyes, that’s the truth!
You two had your marriage arranged from birth, and I ca later, so I am indeed the mistress!"
"What bullshit marriage arrangent? Who told you that? It was just a joke made by the elders!
Also, you were never the latter!
Nor are you a mistress!
Damn it, I’ll kill Gu Xiyue!"
Clearly, the Crown Prince’s inherent fierce temperant flared up again.
He even hung up the phone for the first ti.
Lu Jing was sowhat bewildered and hurriedly redialed.
Sadly, the other side was already on another call, and he couldn’t get through.
This damn man wouldn’t really do sothing illegal, right?
After all, that ’I’ll kill Gu Xiyue’ was said way too seriously to be a joke!
...
At that mont, a phone call was made directly to the Jiang Family.
The servant answered:
"Hello? Who is this?"
"It’s . Is my dad there?"
"Is it the Young Master? The master is playing chess with the old master."
"Put my dad on the phone."
"Oh, okay, okay, Young Master, just a mont."
Two minutes later, Father Jiang slowly ca in from outside and sat on the sofa to pick up the phone:
"You rarely call ho, don’t you?" he teased as he started the conversation.
However, his son wasn’t in the mood for humor.
"Dad, I want Xiyue not to see tomorrow’s sunrise!"
Snap!
The handset Father Jiang was holding fell onto the arm of the sofa.
It took him a couple of seconds to pick it up again:
"What nonsense are you talking about?" he asked loudly.
"What nonsense?
Dad, I’m seriously informing you. Of course, you can choose to disown !"
Hisss!
Father Jiang’s shoulders trembled:
"You brat, what’s going on? Tell clearly, what did Xiyue do?"
On the phone, the man’s fists were clenched tightly:
"She accused my woman of being a mistress in public while claiming to be my fiancée."
"What?"
Father Jiang didn’t react at once.
"Because of her nonsense, my woman ended up miscarrying my son, Dad, and he was nearly three months old!"
Hiss~
Father Jiang suddenly stood up from the sofa:
"Three... three months?"
"Yes, he was already ford. I asked the Doctor, and it was a boy!"
A boy?
Father Jiang’s forehead imdiately broke out in a sweat, his heart aching.
After all, that was his own dear grandson!
At that mont, Mrs. Jiang ca down from upstairs and imdiately noticed her husband’s upset deanor:
"What’s wrong?" she asked.
Father Jiang’s lips quivered:
"My dear, our grandson is gone."
What?
Mrs. Jiang also didn’t understand:
"What grandson? Where did we get a grandson?" she asked.
She thought: Weren’t both their sons perpetually single?
And their daughter was still in school, so that was even less likely.
Then, she heard her husband suddenly say:
"It’s Aye’s."
Mrs. Jiang then clearly understood:
"What? Aye’s child?"
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