Chapter 119: Chapter 119 Daddy of the Child Chapter 119: Chapter 119 Daddy of the Child Lin Zhiyi speculated that the child might not be Gong Chen’s.
That was why she had asked Liu He about the n around Song Wanqiu.
Unfortunately, there was no progress so far.
But seeing how scared Song Wanqiu was, Lin Zhiyi’s belief in her speculation strengthened.
In the following four days, although Song Wanqiu applied her makeup delicately every day, she would always suddenly disappear for a while.
Lin Zhiyi would catch her every ti, hiding in the storeroom, whimpering in pain.
According to the doctor, it seed her dical abortion had failed.
Song Wanqiu endured for another two days, her complexion so pale that not even blush could cover it, before she finally made an excuse to go to the hospital.
Lin Zhiyi used the pretext of delivering sothing to follow Song Wanqiu out.
Song Wanqiu went to see the doctor who had prescribed the abortion pills, and to avoid drawing attention, she still chose the least busy ti at noon.
But before she entered the office, she took a phone call that left her frozen in place.
“What are you saying? Are you sure? I understand.”
Song Wanqiu hung up the phone through gritted teeth, and the mont she put down her mobile phone, she turned around sharply to survey her surroundings.
Thank goodness Lin Zhiyi quickly hid, or she would have been discovered by Song Wanqiu.
She waited around the corner for a while before cautiously peering out, only to find that Song Wanqiu had already vanished without a trace.
Lin Zhiyi paced quickly to the doctor’s office door and, through the door that hadn’t fully closed, saw it was empty.
Where was she?
She stared at the doctor’s desk.
The desk was a ss—the opened dical records paper had been crudely slashed with a pen, which had been left uncapped, indicating the doctor had left in a hurry.
Did Song Wanqiu discover sothing?
Thinking about it, Lin Zhiyi felt a tightness in her chest, fearing that sothing else was about to happen.
She took a deep breath and found a more secluded chair to sit in, her gaze fixed on the gynecology departnt.
Ti ticked away.
The rows in front of Lin Zhiyi gradually filled up with people waiting for afternoon appointnts, allowing her to hide even deeper within the crowd.
At that mont, a sneaky figure with head bowed moved through the crowd.
Lin Zhiyi recognized it was Song Wanqiu at a glance.
Song Wanqiu was tightly wrapped in her coat, moving quickly, albeit with a shaky gait—more frail than when she had arrived at the hospital.
What happened to her?
Lin Zhiyi followed Song Wanqiu’s figure quickly.
But before she could get close, a man suddenly dashed out and grabbed Song Wanqiu’s arm, dragging her aside.
The man was dressed distinctively in leather jacket and pants, looking like a professional biker, and his height added to his dashing appearance.
Unfortunately, he was facing away from Lin Zhiyi, so she couldn’t make out his face.
But his build felt strangely familiar.
Lin Zhiyi dared not look longer, ducking behind the nearby bushes, essentially only a tree wall away from them.
She could vaguely see their overlapping silhouettes.
The man’s voice was angry, “You aborted my child?”
Song Wanqiu struggled to break free, “What else? Your child would have killed mine!”
“You’re lying? You said before that if you had my child, you would go abroad to live with !”
The man grabbed Song Wanqiu’s shoulders and shook her violently.
But when he saw her wince with discomfort, he imdiately stopped, revealing his affection for Song Wanqiu.
At this point, Lin Zhiyi, upon hearing this conversation, covered her mouth tightly, fearing her breathing might disturb them.
Pregnancy, life abroad.
Weren’t these things that Song Wanqiu did in her past life?
At that ti, Lin Zhiyi’s pregnancy was exposed, and Gong Chen had been forced to marry her.
Song Wanqiu painfully parted with Gong Chen in the rain, shouting regrets that he would co to regret his decision.
The scene of her leaving in the rain was spread online, moving many people, while Lin Zhiyi was vilified for an entire month, not daring to leave her ho.
So Song Wanqiu hadn’t gone abroad heartbroken, but rather to live with this man.
Why then had she co back?
And what about the child…
Lin Zhiyi was certain the child was conceived during this ti; it was impossible for Song Wanqiu to be pregnant with two n’s children at the sa ti.
Therefore, Sichen could never be Gong Chen’s!
How did he escape the paternity test then?
At this mont, the arguntative voices of the two people interrupted Lin Zhiyi’s thoughts.
“You believe what is said in bed? When I’m happy, I could say I’m the richest man in the world, but would that be true? Besides, what’s the point of keeping your child? If his father isn’t the Third Young Master, it’s aningless! Can he elevate the Song Family? Can he put on top in Jing City?”
Song Wanqiu laughed fearlessly and coldly.
The man, far from being angered, reached out and firmly embraced Song Wanqiu.
“Alright, alright, whatever you say. You look very pale now, don’t be angry, let take you ho to rest.”
Lin Zhiyi was startled yet again; this man was far too submissive toward Song Wanqiu…
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