Lu Beichen’s tone was flat, his gaze unchanged, but Tong Songbai clearly felt his anger.
"Beichen, I apologize for this matter. If I had known she was pregnant, even if she had a habitual miscarriage, I would have helped her keep this child." Tong Songbai pledged like a soldier, "As long as you agree to this deal, I’ll tell you a secret. Then you can determine whether what I’m telling you contains any falsehood."
Lu Beichen looked at him, "A secret?"
"A secret about Tongtong’s life and death!" Tong Songbai, typically a serious and cautious man, said these words, making them even more solemn.
Lu Beichen subconsciously took a deep breath, "Alright, I agree to your terms!"
Tong Ji Yang and Ji Guoqiang waited outside for quite a while before Lu Beichen erged. As soon as he saw him, Ji Guoqiang asked nervously, "How was it? What did that old fox Tong Songbai say?"
"Ji Yang, take Beichen over and let him bring Nian Nian ho!" Tong Songbai followed behind and spoke.
"Nian Nian?" Ji Guoqiang responded sensitively, "Don’t call her that!"
"You think her mother has more right than I do?" Tong Songbai asked sternly, appearing even more serious.
Ji Guoqiang opened his mouth, taking a while before responding, "None of you are any good!"
"Alright, Father-in-law, let’s go bring Tongtong ho!"
Following Tong Ji Yang, they made their way to the room, silent all the way. When they reached the door, Tong Ji Yang finally spoke, "Brother Beichen, although I never knew how to bring this up, you still need to be prepared. Tongtong, she..."
"I know, she had a miscarriage, Tong Ji Yuan told before!"
Lu Beichen’s indifferent expression seed even more strange. Ji Guoqiang was particularly shocked upon hearing, "She had a miscarriage? And you could chat with Tong Songbai for so long?"
"How did Tong Ji Yuan know about this?" Tong Ji Yang asked quietly, "Looks like he’s fully prepared to make a move!"
Lu Beichen glanced at him, "Open the door!"
Only then did Tong Ji Yang signal the servants, ensuring it was authorized by the head, they finally opened the door.
Inside the large room, it was exceptionally quiet. Lu Beichen walked in and saw a small figure on the bed, making his heart ache.
Striding over, he saw the petite woman lying on the bed, pale-faced, her figure as thin as paper!
He reached out, just touching her, and she trembled all over, groggily clutching the quilt, calling out, "Don’t grab , don’t lock up, I beg you not to lock up!"
"What’s wrong with her?" Lu Beichen’s anger surged.
Tong Ji Yang quickly replied, "Father brought her back when she fainted. The servants said she woke up like this. Brother Beichen, back then in Paris, what on earth happened to Tongtong? When I ca in, she was sitting on the window, saying soone had fallen, and later she said it was herself who had fallen."
Tong Ji Yang recalled the scene, still finding it scary, whispered hesitantly, "I feel like she seed, seed crazy at that ti!"
Lu Beichen was shocked, grabbing his collar, asked, "So, how exactly did she miscarry?"
"She climbed onto the window and almost fell; when I pulled her down, she... then miscarried!" Tong Ji Yang recounted everything truthfully.
"Beichen, I suspect Tongtong has ntal health issues. During surgery, she kept saying, ’I beg you don’t lock up, don’t burn , it’s so hot!’"
"Mrs. Lu has no ntal health problems, rather she has her own thoughts. It’s just that has she perhaps suffered so psychological trauma... Just don’t let him get stimulated again afterwards!"
Zhu Yiming and Doctor Deng’s words still echoed in Lu Beichen’s mind, so what other stimuli made her beco like this?
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