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"What?" After Ling Jinghan heard Rong Heting's order, she, who was forced to lie on the ground, looked up in disbelief.
Not only Ling Jinghan, but even Mrs Nuowen, who had been "invited" to rest, rushed over again.
Nuo Wen was blocked outside by Rong Heting's men. She looked at the bloodlust in Rong Heting's eyes and became anxious. She also knew that Rong Heting just lost his child and had to vent his anger.
But Mrs Nuowen had not expected Rong Heting to hit Jinghan so hard, and Nuo Wen could see from Rong Heting's face that this was not a joke!
"Heting, Jinghan just told you the truth about Shi Wenjie. Your preference for a little girl who can't even stand up in front of others is not good for her!"
Nuo Wen couldn't let her daughter be in trouble, so she hurriedly pleaded for her daughter without caring about her image, "Heting, none of us knew that Mu Qianqian was pregnant. She didn't tell us herself, if she did, we wouldn't have made her kneel in the rain for so long!"
"Don't push all the blame onto Jinghan. It's hard to change what happened. I know it's hard for you without your child, but now you should see the reality more clearly …"
"Mu Qianqian is Shi Wenjie's daughter. Maybe her father sent her to your side to destroy the relationship between the Rong and Ling Families!"
As Mrs Nuowen said this, a possibility flashed through her mind. In order to save her daughter, she hurriedly spoke out her thoughts.
"Yes!" It was Shi Wenjie who sent Mu Qianqian. Mu Qianqian did it on purpose! "
"Maybe she wants to use this child to separate you from your father, and make you resent Jinghan even more. If you make a move on Jinghan, then Mu Qianqian and her father will definitely hide behind our backs and laugh at our stupidity!"
After Mrs Nuowen finished her sentence, the entire banquet hall fell silent.
Rong Zhennan had already taken medicine under the arrangement of the butler. Even though he was angered by Shi Wenjie's appearance, he still felt depressed and sad when he thought of the child that had just left.
Ling Yu looked at his wife and frowned. After he recovered from the poison in his body, he felt an indescribable pain in his heart. Especially looking at the dark red bloodstains on the ground where Mu Qianqian had been carried away, and thinking of that girl in the elegant qipao, he didn't think that Mu Qianqian was as scheming as her wife had said.
When Ling Ao saw Rong Heting's gaze shifting to his mother, the anger in his eyes had already been burnt into a wild flame. Even his fists were tightened. Ling Ao walked to his mother's side in a few steps, blocking Rong Heting's line of sight.
"Heting, my mother loved her daughter very much. She didn't see the scene in the hospital and might have been affected by some rumors. So, for my sake, please forgive her."
Rong Heting thought of Sofia's heart-wrenching cry in the hospital bed over her child's death, the way she had not hesitated to smash her head against the wall at the end, and Qianqian's madness to beg Ling Jinghan to let her go, and the self-deprecating smile on Rong Heting's face as he faced Mrs Nuowen's accusation.
"She has been suffering ever since she came to my side. I wish she had come for revenge, like you said, aunt, so that I would feel less guilty."
No one had ever seen Rong Heting like this. Under his rage, he revealed a deep sadness that floated in their hearts. He was angry and could feel it, but his sadness only surfaced at this moment.
Young Master Di Rong Heting had always been cold and fierce, unmoved by anything, and it was hard for people to see the rise and fall of his mood. But now, his sadness overflowed from under his cold appearance.
Mrs Nuowen wasn't the only one who was shocked. Rong Zhennan, Ling Yu, Luo Yu and the others were all shocked. At the same time, their hearts ached.
This was the sorrow of a father who had lost his child. He truly loved Mu Qianqian and truly loved the child that had yet to take shape, even though it had the blood of his enemy on it.
Rong Heting's eyes turned red. He raised his head while pinching his forehead and suppressed his sadness.
Everyone looked at the isolated man in the middle of the world. They looked at the grief on his face slowly settling down, which eventually turned into anger. They knew that nothing could change now.
Rong Heting looked at Ling Ao and then at Mrs Nuowen for a long time. Finally, he looked at Ling Yu.
"Ling Jinghan is not the daughter of Ling Family. From now on, Ling Family has nothing to do with Ling Jinghan!"
This declaration showed Rong Heting's arrogance and his determination to go through with it. As an outsider of the Ling Family, he could not decide what was going on within the Ling Family.
Rong Heting looked at Ling Yu. He seemed to be asking for advice, but in fact, he was just informing him.
He would not use his Ling Family for this, including Ling Ao's mother Mrs Nuowen. However, he would definitely give him an explanation for this matter, and no one could stop him from dealing with Ling Jinghan today.
Ling Yu stood up, and his face turned cold. He stared at Rong Heting with bloodshot eyes but did not say anything in the end. He had tasted the feeling of losing a child.
Seeing that no one could persuade Rong Heting anymore, Ling Jinghan panicked and struggled as she was pressed to the ground.1
"NO!" Rong Heting, you can't do this, I'm the big miss of Ling Family! I, Ling Jinghan, am your fiancee, you can't treat me like this! "
"Dad, mom!" Save me! Save me! Mu Qianqian was Shi Wenjie's daughter! She deserves to die! "
"Slut!" Slut! Rong Heting, you can't like her! You can't like her! "
"She is Shi Wenjie's daughter! She was pregnant with your child! That bastard died because of the heavens' will! Serves him right! "
"She must pay the price for stealing my man! Mu Qianqian's child deserves to die. Mu Qianqian should be the next to die! "
"Why should I be blamed? Why should she blame me if she can't protect her child? "Rong Heting —"
Ling Jinghan's clamoring had gone wild when she saw Ye Yue order someone to push a white surgical bed to the center of the hall. When the white screen surrounded the bed, all the blood in her body froze.
"Rong Heting — — you can't do this to me —"
"I am the young miss of Ling Family! You can't do this to me! "
"Ling Yu!" Nuo Wen! Say something! You two are trash, how can you watch others treat your daughters like this! "Ah!
"No!" I don't want surgery! No... "Ugh …"
After everything was ready, Ye Yue went up and covered Ling Jinghan's mouth with gauze. Because her mistress had instructed not to use anesthetic, Ling Jinghan struggled so much that Leng Su, who had been suppressing her, could only help her put it on the surgical bed.
While everyone was nervously watching this scene, Rong Heting stopped Leng Su's actions.
"Wait."
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