Chapter 467 This is medicine to prevent miscarriage.

The flight from Los Angeles to Qingcheng takes five hours.

Yan Jin went straight to the Nan family mansion without even having a sip of water after getting off the plane.

The Nan family manor was heavily guarded, with bodyguards at the gate all armed.

Yan Jin's car had just come to a stop when it was stopped.

"I need to see Tang Xiaoya. Please go inside and inform her." Yan Jin rolled down the car window, her voice icy cold.

“Miss Nan has ordered that Mr. Yan is not allowed to enter.” The bodyguard said expressionlessly, his tone formulaic.

"I want to see Miss Nan right now!" Yan Jin's temper flared up instantly.

“Mr. Yan, please leave.” The bodyguard gestured for him to leave, but his eyes held a warning. “Take one more step and we’ll open fire.”

Yan Jin stared at the dark muzzle of the gun, her chest heaving violently.

He knew that Nanwan was serious.

On the first day, he returned empty-handed.

The next day, he changed cars and tried to sneak in through the side door, but the result was the same.

The orders from the South China Evening News were like an iron wall, and no one could shake them.

On the third day, Yan Jin sat outside the manor all day, but still couldn't see Tang Xiaoya's shadow until night fell.

His unease grew stronger; he couldn't understand why she had suddenly run away.

That evening, Yan Jin drove to Shen Xin's residence.

As soon as I entered, I saw Shen Xin sitting with his legs crossed, staring impatiently at a young girl who was engrossed in writing.

"Wen Youyou?" Yan Jin was somewhat surprised.

Shen Xin raised her eyelids slightly. "Oh, what brings President Yan here?"

Yan Jin ignored his teasing and focused her gaze on Wen Youyou.

The little girl was wearing a loose T-shirt, her hair was tied in a bun, and although her skin was dark, her features were still quite regular. She was biting her pen, struggling with a math problem.

"Do you miss Sister Xiaoya?" Yan Jin's voice softened unconsciously. "I'll take you to see her."

Wen Youyou suddenly raised her head, her eyes sparkling, "Yes!"

But soon, she lowered her head again and muttered softly, "But Sister Nanwan said that I can only stay here until school starts."

Yan Jin frowned and gestured with his chin toward Chen Xin, "Come out and have a smoke."

A cool autumn breeze blew through the garden.

Yan Jin lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and his face looked particularly gloomy amidst the swirling smoke.

“You knew all along that Tang Xiaoya was Nan Wan’s sister.” He used a declarative sentence.

"I swear to God, I just found out too! What a small world!" Shen Xin immediately raised three fingers. "I swear, I just found out myself!

He paused, looking at Yan Jin, "But who cares who she is? If you like her, go for it. Before, your Yan family thought she wasn't good enough for you, but now, she's the second young lady of the Nan family. Men who want to marry her could line up from Qingcheng to Luocheng. She can pick and choose."

“I don’t know what happened, she just left suddenly.” Yan Jin’s voice was tinged with helplessness. “But I feel that things are not simple.”

He felt a tightness in his chest and took another deep drag of his cigarette.

The air fell silent for a few seconds.

Yan Jin suddenly turned her head and stared at Shen Xin, "Why don't you go and bang on the door again?"

Shen Xin shuddered, nearly dropping the cigarette in her hand.

"Brother! I'll call you my real brother, okay? I hit her once, and she came home with a little black bull, and I have to be responsible for her education for three years. If I hit her again, does that mean I have to be responsible for her for the rest of my life? I might as well just get shot!"

Shen Xin would never do it; this deal would be a complete loss.

Yan Jin exhaled a smoke ring and looked at him with a deep gaze, "50 celebrity groups, all talking about your Pak-Chi."

Direct inducement.

"No way! I'd rather die than go!" Shen Xin declared resolutely. "I still have to teach that stupid ox how to do his homework, I don't have time!"

After saying that, he fled back into the house.

Shen Xin moved closer to Wen Youyou, glanced at her homework, and instantly flew into a rage.

"Is he brainless? He got this question wrong again! He can't even do something this simple?"

He snatched the notebook from his hand. "I think you should go back to your little fishing village and keep fishing! I'll buy you a fishing boat and guarantee you'll become rich!"

Wen Youyou looked up, blinked her big eyes, and said with a grin, "Brother Shen Xin, don't be mean to me. I'll calculate it slowly, and I'll get it right eventually."

Shen Xin was so annoyed by her weak and submissive appearance that she had no choice but to throw the notebook back.

He lowered his voice, "I'll take you for a drive tonight, and borrow your jinxed words for a bit."

Wen Youyou was startled and quickly covered her mouth with her two little hands, shaking her head frantically.

No! Her mouth isn't a jinx!

In the end, the valuable, ornate iron gate of the Nan family manor was smashed by an out-of-control car.

Strangely, when all the bodyguards raised their guns, they found that all the bullets were jammed and they couldn't fire a single shot.

Shen Xin carried Wen Youyou like a little chick as she was "invited" into the mansion by the bodyguards.

Yan Jin, her face ashen, followed behind them and finally stepped into the mansion.

In the living room, Nan Wan, heavily pregnant, slowly walked downstairs with Tang Ling's help.

Tang Ling's gaze was like a knife, scraping against Shen Xin's face.

"I heard that there's a kid in the Shen family who likes to bang on our Nan family's gate?"

"Aunt!" Shen Xin quickly put on a fawning smile. "I didn't mean to! It's all this brat's fault. She refused to study and insisted on going back to the little fishing village. I had no choice but to bring her here so that my cousin-in-law could give her a good talking to!"

A million curses ran through Wen Youyou's mind. This scapegoating was done so quickly and accurately! This brother is so wicked!

Nan Wan snorted and looked at Wen Youyou.

“Your sister Xiaoya said that you must get into university before you can go back to visit the fishing village.”

Upon hearing this, Wen Youyou immediately nodded obediently, "Yes! I'll listen to Sister Nan!"

At this moment, Nan Wan's gaze finally fell on Yan Jin.

He was the one who actually got involved in this farce.

“Miss Nan, I would like to see Xiaoya.” Yan Jin stepped forward, her tone earnest and serious.

Tang Ling immediately lost her temper and started cursing without any politeness: "You're that brat from the Yan family who bullied our Xiaoya?"

She looked Yan Jin up and down, "She has such a beautiful appearance, how could she have developed such a despicable character!"

"Hello, Madam Tang." Yan Jin nodded slightly, greeting her politely, her attitude neither humble nor arrogant.

Nan Wan looked at him coldly, her voice devoid of any warmth.

"Xiaoya isn't here, Mr. Yan, please leave."

“Xiaoya has accepted my proposal,” Yan Jin said seriously. “I’m here to take her home.”

"A marriage proposal?" Nan Wan laughed coldly, as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world. "President Yan, are you mistaken? I heard that President Yan said 'leave the mother, not the child'?"

The words "remove the child and keep the mother" made Yan Jin's heart skip a beat.

Nan Wan gave the butler a look, and the butler immediately understood, turning around and quickly going upstairs.

"Xiaoya misunderstood me. I need to explain to her myself." Yan Jin felt inexplicably nervous, and a bad premonition enveloped her.

Nan Wan ignored him.

A short while later, the butler brought over an exquisite wooden box.

Nan Wan took it, didn't even look at it, and threw it directly at Yan Jin!

“Since President Yan feels that the child Xiaoya is carrying is not yours, you don’t need to do it yourself. She has already made the choice for you.”

The wooden box fell to the ground and smashed open with a "bang".

A folded piece of paper slid out from inside.

Yan Jin bent down and picked up the paper with trembling hands.

Upon unfolding it, his eyes were instantly pierced by the words on it.

That was a notification for an abortion.

Patient's name: Tang Xiaoya.

Age: 23 years old.

Diagnosis: Early pregnancy, 12+3 weeks.

"No..." Yan Jin's face instantly turned pale, and he shook his head in disbelief.

"Since you want to leave your mother behind, now, I'll leave for you." Nan Wan's voice was icy, each word striking Yan Jin's heart. "But you can't keep your mother."

"No, that's not it!" Yan Jin panicked completely. "I need to explain to her! I need to see her!"

He felt like the sky was falling; how could things have turned out like this?

"Yan Jin." Nan Wan finally called his name, her eyes filled with contempt and anger. "That day, she was in the restaurant, and she heard every single word you said clearly."

"You said it yourself, 'Send the child and keep the mother.'"

"You...you're such a bastard!"

What?

Was she...at the restaurant that day?

Yan Jin was struck dumb, her whole body stiffened, and her face was full of shock.

"Get him out of here!" Nan Wan ordered sternly. "From now on, if you see this man within fifty meters of the manor, draw your gun immediately!"

"Yes!" Two bodyguards immediately stepped forward, grabbed the distraught Yan Jin, and dragged him out.

Seeing this, Wen Youyou quickly stepped forward to comfort her, "Sister Nan, don't be angry! This Mr. Yan is too mean, bullying Sister Xiaoya, let him..."

Before she could finish speaking, Shen Xin covered her mouth.

"Shut up! Say it again and you'll get fifty more homework problems!"

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" Wen Youyou struggled desperately in his hands.

Nan Wan's eyes flickered, her gaze shifting between Shen Xin and Wen Youyou.

Isn't this Shen Xin supposed to be allergic to women and never get close to them?

Look at him and Youyou, they get along...not badly.

...

The night was thick and dark, as dark as ink.

That evening, Yan Jin returned to the villa, but he seemed to have lost his soul; he had lost Xiao Ya again.

Damn it, Yan Chen schemed against him.

"Sir, you're back!" Aunt Chen greeted him immediately upon seeing him, her eyes filled with undisguised anticipation.

Have you found Miss Tang?

Yan Jin stopped in her tracks, her Adam's apple bobbing, but she couldn't utter a single word.

He shook his head wearily.

His hand, hanging by his side, was tightly gripping a thin piece of paper—her miscarriage notice.

Why?

His chest felt tight, and an indescribable, bitter feeling surged up, almost overwhelming him.

Clearly... that's Yan Chen's child.

But why did he feel so uncomfortable? His heart felt like it was being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, and the pain made it hard for him to breathe.

Aunt Chen looked at his pale face, and the light in her eyes dimmed.

She hesitated for a moment, then took two medicine boxes from the cabinet and handed them over.

"gentlemen."

Her voice was very serious.

"That day I was tidying up the bedroom and found these two medicines in the bedside table drawer."

Aunt Chen opened the box, inside were two strips of different pills.

"I checked, and it contains folic acid and progesterone."

"Miss Tang wasn't feeling well before, I thought it was menstrual cramps..."

Aunt Chen paused, then added cautiously.

"But...she might be pregnant, and this is medication to help maintain the pregnancy."

"What did you say?" Yan Jin looked up abruptly, her heart tightening suddenly.

"Which hospital did she go to before?" His voice was hoarse and trembling.

"Central Hospital!"

Before she could finish speaking, Yan Jin had already turned around and rushed out like a madwoman.