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nNo one expected Yan Wangchuan to get started without saying a word.

nEveryone was so frightened by the sound of bones cracking that their hearts palpitated, and the next second, Zhang Suqiu flew out.

nLike an arrow released from a bow, she hit the hospital bed at the back. The hospital bed shook violently. Yan Zhihuan’s face was pale with fear. At this moment, she couldn’t be bothered to put on a show and was already scared out of her wits.

nZhang Suqiu’s back suddenly slammed into the bed, and she felt as though it was torn apart.

nHer abdomen hurt, and she only felt the blood in her stomach surging. Her stomach was churning, and her entire face was distorted from the pain. She forcefully squeezed out a trace of thick blood from the corner of her mouth.

nHer mouth was full of the sweet taste of blood.

nCough Cough! She clutched her abdomen and coughed violently. It was so painful that she couldn’t say a word.

nXiao Jingan stood at the side and didn’t say a word from beginning to end. He had been locked up in the police station for a period of time. When he came out, he was told to marry Yan Zhihuan, and he was naturally unwilling.

nNow that this child was gone, he felt fortunate instead. If he spent the rest of his life with Yan Zhihuan, he would definitely be better off dead.

nBut he didn’t expect Yan Wangchuan to kick Zhang Suqiu the moment he arrived. He turned his head and looked over, and his gaze coincidentally met Fu Chen’s.

nThis man had a kind face, but his calm eyes were full of ruthlessness when he looked at him.

nHe hurriedly looked away.

nDuring the time he was detained, he had investigated Fu Chen carefully.

nHe was one of the top existences in the Beijing circle, and Duan Linbai wasn’t the only one on good terms with him. There was also the Jing family in northern Sichuan. That person was so famous that he made people tremble when they heard about him.

nF*ck, the circle of great gods is indeed full of great gods.

n…

nWhile he was in a daze, Yan Zhihuan rolled down from the bed and crawled to Zhang Suqiu’s side. “Mom, how are you?”

n“Wu—” Zhang Suqiu’s wrist was numb with pain, not to mention the excruciating pain in her abdomen. She was curled up on the floor like an ant.

nQiao Wangbei took the documents from Yan Wangchuan’s hands, walked to Yan Zhihuan, and squatted down.

nShe knew Qiao Wangbei. At the wedding, he was the one who gave Qiao Aiyun’s hand to Yan Wangchuan. This was Qiao Aiyun’s brother…

n“Wh-what do you want?” Yan Zhihuan didn’t care about acting at this moment and was already frightened stupid.

n“Do you know this thing?” There was a fake pregnancy ultrasound picture among the documents.

nYan Zhihuan took a look, and her pupils dilated. Her entire body seemed to be filled with lead, making it difficult for her to move an inch. She leaned back tightly and tried to find support.

n“You should be very familiar with this thing.” Qiao Wangbei took out the ultrasound picture, stood up, and handed it to Mrs. Xiao.

nMrs. Xiao tried to take the ultrasound picture with trembling hands. Yan Zhihuan knew in her heart that this matter would be exposed, so she was flustered and at a loss. She suddenly reached out her hand to snatch it and crushed it.

n“It’s fake! It’s all fake!” Yan Zhihuan seemed to have gone crazy. She held the picture in her hand, covered in cold sweat.

n“She just had a miscarriage. Just now, she was still lying on the bed and moaning. Her breathing was weak, but now she’s full of vigor.” Fu Chen chuckled lightly.

nYan Zhihuan looked at the man not far away. His expression was indifferent, looking as indifferent as a Buddha. But his eyes were cold and sharp and even more shocking than a devil’s.

nWhen have I ever offended him? Does this person need to add fuel to the fire at a time like this?

nYan Shaochen sighed helplessly, knowing that he couldn’t stop this matter today. Yan Zhihuan probably won’t even know how she offended Third Master Fu until her death.

nAt this moment, everyone’s gaze landed on Yan Zhihuan’s flustered and helpless face. She was breathing very fast.

n“You were pregnant? You said that Aiyun pushed you and made you lose your child? You distorted the truth. This is the first time I’ve seen such a shameless person in my life!” Qiao Wangbei raised the documents in his hand and threw them on her face.

nThe pile of documents scattered like snowflakes.

n“You weren’t pregnant at all, not from beginning to end.

n“Knowing that you couldn’t hide the truth, you wanted to push the blame to my sister. I’m afraid you found the wrong person!”

nQiao Wangbei’s voice was like a loud bell, sonorous and powerful, and every word hit Yan Zhihuan’s fragile heart. With just a few words, she felt as if she had walked through hell.

nUnder the incandescent light, her face was as pale as a ghost’s. Her chest heaved up and down, and between her breaths, there seemed to be a ball of fire burning.

n“Nonsense. It’s all fake. I was pregnant. I was really pregnant!” Yan Zhihuan shouted at the top of her lungs, as if raising her voice could turn black into white and bolster her courage.

nXiao Nan had already bent down to pick up a few pages on the floor. Although there was only some sporadic information, since the Yan family had come looking for her, he was naturally 100% sure that they wouldn’t slander her for no reason.

nMoreover, her current behavior was obviously desperate.

nMrs. Xiao’s eyes were lifeless.

nShe had been stimulated too much today. Her legs went weak, and she fell into a chair.

n“Dad?” Xiao Jingan didn’t expect Yan Zhihuan to be so bold as to fake pregnancy and try to marry into his family.

nAt the time, Xiao Jingan had still been in custody, and the Xiao family had gone around looking for their connections. When Yan Zhihuan had taken the pregnancy test report to his house, although they had been shocked, no one had expected it to be fake.

nAfter all, a fake pregnancy was too easy to expose. No one had expected her to fool them like this.

nIt was not an exaggeration to describe it as extremely daring.

n“Take a look for yourself!” Xiao Nan was burning with anger and passed a few pages to Xiao Jingan.

nXiao Jingan glanced at them briefly. There was evidence of Yan Zhihuan colluding with the doctor, including phone records, transfer receipts, and even some text messages.

n“Yan Zhihuan!” No man could stand this kind of deception. Xiao Jingan was furious.

n“Don’t look! Don’t look! It’s fake! All fake! They’re tricking you!” Yan Zhihuan rushed over and tried to snatch the documents.

nXiao Jingan threw the papers at her face. “The evidence is conclusive, yet you still want to deny it!”

nYan Zhihuan’s heart skipped a beat. She knelt on the floor and picked up the documents, as if by hiding all the documents, she could cover up this matter.

nQiao Wangbei stepped on one of the pages. Just as she reached out her hand, she saw a white light flash before her eyes. A carving knife pierced through the paper and stabbed into the white porcelain tiles, standing firmly on the floor.

nThe carving knife’s blade was small and sharp.

nLight flowed on the blade, exuding a chill.

nThe blade brushed past Yan Zhihuan’s fingers and slid across the inner part of her index finger. Because the blade was too small, it moved too quickly. It passed by before the blood could even gush out. A few seconds later, a few drops of blood rolled out.

nIf Yan Zhihuan’s hand had been faster, this knife would have definitely passed through the back of her hand.

nThis was the first time she smelled despair. Her body went limp and slumped to the floor.

n“What else do you want?” Qiao Wangbei sneered. “I heard that you trespassed into Wanwan’s room and stole her things. You even lied about her being a thief.

n“Didn’t you also steal the wedding invitation this time?

n“You won’t change even in the face of death!”

nFu Chen chuckled lightly. “She even talked about the Qiao family. She said that your family is already on the decline and that it’s nothing.”

nYan Shaochen was stunned. My Third Master Fu is already f*cking using a knife.

nCan’t you stop? Do you really want to kill someone?

nYou’re still adding fuel to the fire. Besides, how can you be so clear about what happened at the time? It’s too magical.

n“What?” Qiao Wangbei was thin and capable to begin with, and his expression was cold. At this moment, his expression changed, becoming terrifying and fierce.

n“She just said that the Qiao family is useless. What century-old craftsmanship? It’s nothing much.

n“The craftsmanship passed down from the Qiao family’s ancestors is nothing in her eyes. Even I get angry when I hear such words.

n“But she’s still young. Perhaps she doesn’t know about the Qiao family’s reputation in the industry. Those who don’t know are innocent.”

nYan Zhihuan wanted to cry. How exactly have I offended him? The situation is already chaotic enough. Won’t he be satisfied until he forces me to death?

n“How arrogant!” Qiao Wangbei was furious.

nThis was an insult to the Qiao family’s reputation. As craftsmen, this was what they valued the most. They were usually cautious and timid, afraid of doing something wrong and disgracing the reputation of their ancestors. How could he tolerate others slandering them?

n“Who are you to comment on our Qiao family?” Qiao Wangbei walked toward Yan Zhihuan, obviously going to settle scores with her.

nYan Shaochen had finally seen how devious Fu Chen was.

nHe sowed discord with just a few words, and they were all so good at poking at people’s hearts.

nThey were all stepping on the minefield. Qiao Wangbei’s anger had mostly dissipated. But now that he was angered by him, his eyes reddened again.

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nZhang Suqiu came back to her senses and reached out to hug Qiao Wangbei’s leg. “What are you doing?!”

nAt this moment, Qiao Wangbei was in a fit of anger. He raised his leg and kicked her.

nZhang Suqiu was kicked to the floor. She wailed and almost fainted.

nShe was so old, but she had already been kicked by a third person today.

n“Mom!” Seeing that her mother had been kicked again, Yan Zhihuan was anxious and reached out to pull Qiao Wangbei.

n“Who do you think you are? Our Qiao family isn’t something you can insult. How presumptuous!” Qiao Wangbei waved his hand. His hand, which held knives all year round, was very strong.

nYan Zhihuan’s body collapsed like a ball of cotton. He easily pushed her away, and she moved toward Xiao Jingan. But he moved away, and she slammed into the wall.

nDong! Her head started bleeding.

n“Huanhuan!” Zhang Suqiu was anxious. “Aren’t you bullying us a little too much?! You want to slander us for fake pregnancy just based on a few pieces of paper?

n“The child was tortured to death by you. We didn’t go find trouble with you, yet you’re accusing us first?

n“You’ve hurt people. I’m calling the police immediately. Someone is killing people here!” she shouted at the top of her lungs.

nYan Wangchuan sneered. “You want to call the police? Sure. Little Qian, call the police for her!”

nThe assistant, standing at the side, was dumbfounded from beginning to end. When he heard the order, he immediately took out his phone. “Okay, I’ll call the police immediately.”

n“Is that doctor here yet?” Yan Wangchuan turned to look at his assistant.

n“It should be soon. I’ll go downstairs to take a look.” The assistant ran out.

nAt this moment, there were already many people gathered outside the ward. All of them had heard the commotion and were here to watch the show.

n“I think you really won’t cry until you see the coffin.

n“She’s on the verge of death, yet she still claims to be pregnant. The doctor in charge of her pregnancy checkup will be here soon, and we’ll know right away.

n“Didn’t you want to call the police? I’ll fulfill your wish.

n“At my wedding, you maliciously pushed my wife and almost caused her to miscarry. She just came out of the emergency room, so your actions are already considered attempted murder.”

nYan Wangchuan’s words were firm and stern. Zhang Suqiu’s body went limp, and she completely forgot the pain in her body.

nWhat did he just say?

nMiscarry?

nCould it be…

nYan Zhihuan was also stunned. Attempted murder?

nThis was a serious crime. Coupled with the Yan family’s influence, if she entered prison, would she still be able to come out?

n“Impossible. How can she be pregnant…” Yan Zhihuan muttered, unable to believe her ears.

n“Didn’t you say that Aunt Yun deliberately pushed you and caused you to have a miscarriage? You found the wrong person to be a scapegoat.” Fu Chen smiled lightly. “Does your Xiao family believe such lies?

n“She even said that Aunt Yun is jealous of her. She’s the real Mrs. Yan now. No matter how Wanwan marries in the future, she won’t be inferior to you.

n“Jealous of you? You think too highly of yourself. Your Xiao family didn’t even know if she was pregnant or not. You are too stupid. You were fooled by a little girl.

n“If word gets out, it’ll be embarrassing.”

nYan Shaochen’s lips twitched. Third Master Fu, please stop fanning the flames everywhere. You provoked Mr. Qiao and angered the Xiao family. You’re really capable.

n“Jingan, I was really pregnant. Really!” Yan Zhihuan was still quibbling at this point. She grabbed Xiao Jingan and tried to explain.

nXiao Jingan flung her away.

n“Auntie, I was really pregnant. Didn’t you come to the hospital with me? You went to the hospital with me for a checkup. You must know.” Yan Zhihuan ran to Mrs. Xiao and tried to win her over.

nIf Mrs. Xiao could still be deceived by her now, she would really be as stupid as a pig.

nThe doctor was already found, and the police were about to arrive. No matter how powerful the Yan family was, they couldn’t meddle so much in the judicial process and be in cahoots with the police. Since this group of people had come looking for them aggressively, the evidence had to be conclusive.

nMoreover, Qiao Aiyun was pregnant…

nIf she had rushed over on impulse, she would have died an ugly death.

n“You bitch! Not only did you collude with the doctor to trick me about being pregnant, but you even slandered others! You can die if you want to! You even want to drag our family down with you! How vicious!” Mrs. Xiao raised her hand and slapped her.

nFu Chen’s phone vibrated, and he walked to the side.

nSong Fengwan’s WeChat message: Uncle Yan has drunk a lot, and Uncle has a quick temper too. Hold them back a little. At this time, nothing can happen to them. She was worried that if the matter blew up, the group would be arrested.

nFu Chen narrowed his eyes and smiled as he replied. I’m here. Don’t worry.

nWhen Song Fengwan received the message, she heaved a sigh of relief.

nHow could she have known that the worst person was actually Fu Chen?

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