285 The Truth

Xiang Cheng kicked Jiang Xue away and roared, “Jiang Xue, you liar! Do you still think I’ll believe your nonsense? You’re still lying even now. Do you think I, Xiang Cheng, am an idiot? If I could, I would kill you this instant, you slut!”

Jiang Xue pressed a hand against her belly and whimpered.

Having vented his emotions, Xiang Cheng stormed out.

Liu Cheng and Xia Chun, who were at the door, hurried in. Seeing Jiang Xue on the ground, they quickly helped her to the bed.

Jiang Xue turned to Xia Chun and asked, almost desperately, “Mom, the child was Brother Cheng’s, wasn’t it? Are you guys lying to me? Is this some joke? Tell me!”

Liu Cheng looked at Jiang Xue’s miserable state and said, “Xue’er, I saw Mrs. Xiang take your child for a test, and the results are conclusive. It isn’t Xiang Cheng’s child. Xue’er, whose child is it?”

Jiang Xue ripped into Liu Cheng, saying, “You’re spouting nonsense! You don’t know anything! Get out! Get out!”

Liu Cheng was beside herself in a fury. She had hoped to rely on Jiang Xue to climb the social ladder, but that was moot with her having had an affair behind Xiang Cheng’s back. The Xiang family’s attitude was clear; they had abandoned Jiang Xue.

Despite it all, Jiang Xue still dared to act like some rich young miss before her, making Liu Cheng unhappy.

Liu Cheng did not believe her status was any lower than Jiang Xue’s; she might even be better off!

With the Jiang family going bankrupt and the Xiang family discarding Jiang Xue, what use did she have to Liu Cheng?

Coldly, Liu Cheng said, “I’m not spouting nonsense. The child isn’t Xiang Cheng’s. It’s a fact. Whether you want to acknowledge that is beside the point. I’m not staying here to be ridiculed by you any longer. Humph!”

Liu Cheng left without so much as a by your leave.

Jiang Xue stared daggers at Liu Cheng. A proud phoenix had fallen into muddied waters, and now even a chicken dared to snub her! Jiang Xue vowed she would remember this slight.

Xia Chun, whose face was covered in scars, spoke to her daughter with a tired voice. “Xue’er, you must accept reality. The child you bore was not Xiang Cheng’s. The results are conclusive. We asked the doctor when your father and I discovered you were pregnant the other day. The doctor said you were more than two months into your pregnancy. Think about it. You and Xiang Cheng were only together for ten days… What did you expect?”

Jiang Xue clutched her blanket in a vice, tears falling.

“Think about it,” Xia Chun continued. “You missed your period for three months and didn’t think anything of it?”

Jiang Xue paused, thinking over her mother’s words. Ever since that time with Hao Zi, she had not had her period. At that time, she had thought it was because of a change in environment.

“Then why did you and Dad say I was pregnant with Xiang Cheng’s child? You guys said it was his!” Jiang Xue wailed in disbelief.

Xia Chun sighed. “Our family was in trouble, so when your father heard that you were pregnant, he pushed the Xiang family into believing you were pregnant with Xiang Cheng’s child to extract help from them. Who would’ve thought the Xiang family would be so ruthless as to set up a trap to send your father to prison?”

Jiang Xue slowly regained her calm. She asked with a pale face, “But didn’t I take birth control pills? How could I still get pregnant?”

Xia Chun shook her head and answered, “I do not know… Maybe the medicine lost its effect, or some other factor could have caused them to fail.”

Xia Chun felt powerless.

After calming down, a thought occurred to Jiang Xue, and she asked, “Mom, do you think Shen Xi did something to my birth control pills while she was still staying in the house?”

Xia Chun stared at the ceiling, trying to recall the situation back then. Eventually, she shook her head and said with some uncertainty, “It’s not very likely. I had two guards watching over Shen Xi during that period. I even got Mama Lin to procure the medicine herself. How would Shen Xi have had the opportunity to mess with your pills?”

Xia Chun’s words were the last thing Jiang Xue wanted to hear, and she stubbornly held onto the belief that Shen Xi was the root of all her suffering.

Someone had to take responsibility, and it could not be her. How else was she supposed to vent her anger?

“Mother, don’t think about it anymore. No one else would do something so vicious in that situation except for Shen Xi.” Jiang Xue dried her tears, speaking with utmost certainty.

Xia Chun believed her daughter. Shen Xi was the only real suspect. The only question was, how did she do it?