She was genuinely shocked.

Yang Jinchu was always restrained and polite, and even when he lost control of his emotions, he always managed to maintain his composure.

But that punch, thrown without warning, was clearly fueled by a fury that had completely shattered reason.

Chu Wuyang subconsciously looked at him, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Fortunately, they were in a private hospital room at the moment.

Otherwise, if this scene were to get out, it would likely cause quite a stir.

Her voice was soft and gentle, but it carried a clear tone of probing.

"Ah Jin, is there some misunderstanding?"

Yang Jinchu's face remained gloomy.

But when he looked at her, a hint of fierceness ultimately vanished from his eyes.

It's like having something stuck in your throat, but ultimately unable to say it.

“Ask him!” He pursed his lips.

Chu Wuyang immediately turned around, her eyes questioning Jing Min.

The latter remained calm, as if he hadn't taken the punch to heart at all.

The indifferent tone clearly indicated that the speaker was feigning doubt when they already knew the answer.

"How am I supposed to know what he's talking about if he doesn't explain himself clearly?"

Yang Jinchu could no longer suppress his anger and cursed under his breath.

"You despicable madman, what exactly did the Wen family do to offend you?"

Why did you target the Wen family?!

Jing Min, however, remained calm.

It even carried a hint of nonchalant composure, with a slow, deliberate provocation in its tone.

"Oh, so that's what you mean... Well, you'll have to ask Mr. Yang himself."

These words were like a sharp thorn, piercing straight into Yang Jinchu's heart.

He took a sudden step forward, his fist raised again—

"stop!"

Chu Wuyang quickly stepped between the two, her tone urgent and cold.

"Let's talk this out, no violence allowed!"

Jing Min frowned, pulled her into his arms, his tone revealing dissatisfaction and possessiveness.

Why are you so close to him?

Chu Wuyang struggled, her beautiful eyes slightly angry.

"you……!"

At a time when the atmosphere was tense,

Wen Ying, lying on the hospital bed, suddenly called out softly.

“Jin Chu…”

Yang Jin, regaining his senses, quickly walked towards her, his tone concerned.

"How did you suddenly rush out and hit Yangyang's car? That was too dangerous!"

"What did the doctor say? Is it serious?"

Wen Ying gently shook her head, her face still pale.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. I was looking for Wuyang—"

At this moment, the ward door was gently pushed open again.

The doctor walked in, holding a test report, and asked,

"Which one of you is Chu Wuyang?"

Chu Wuyang was slightly taken aback, then stood up.

"I"

The doctor nodded, his tone steady.

"Your blood test results are in."

"You are one month pregnant. We will arrange for someone to explain the precautions and treat your wounds later."

Yang Jinchu froze upon hearing this.

The grip that had been lightly holding Wen Ying's fingers suddenly tightened.

The knuckles turned white from the force.

It was as if he hadn't heard clearly, yet it was also as if he had heard it too clearly.

Wen Ying softly asked, "Jin Chu...?"

He snapped back to reality: "What?"

Wen Ying looked down at their clasped hands, her tone soft yet tinged with suppressed pain.

You're hurting me.

Yang Jinchu realized he had lost control, quickly let go, and whispered,

"sorry."

Jing Min stood to the side, his eyes wide with surprise.

He froze for a few seconds, as if even his breathing had slowed down.

A ray of light tore through the heavy clouds between his brows, revealing a surge of joy.

But they didn't know how to react.

Chu Wuyang was completely stunned.

The entire room fell silent, as if even the air had stopped.

After a long silence, Wen Ying finally spoke softly, breaking the stillness.

"Wuyang... Congratulations."

Chu Wuyang's eyebrows curved into a bright smile.

"Thanks."

The sudden news stunned her; she couldn't quite describe the feeling.

It was as if I had been gently bumped by something, and I was slightly stunned, then a ripple quietly spread across my face.

She really didn't expect that she already had a child.

Although I was at a loss for what to do, a gentle expectation welled up deep in my heart.

This is the child Jingmin has always longed for.

Perhaps because he was so persistent and expectant, she was unknowingly infected by his longing.

She lowered her eyelashes, her fingers tightened slightly, and gently stroked her stomach.

A moment later, she looked up at Yang Jinchu, her eyes clear and calm.

"Ah Jin, what did you mean by 'targeting the Wen family'?"

Yang Jinchu's eyes flickered slightly, his gaze lingering on her face for a moment.

He then glanced at Jing Min, who was standing to the side.

The latter looked calm.

He even seemed somewhat nonchalant, a cryptic smile playing at the corners of his lips.

He seemed to have made up his mind about something.

Even the punch he had just received seemed to be a move in his game of chess.

Yang Jinchu suddenly felt powerless.

What could he say?

Even if he revealed how ruthless Jing Min was and how he secretly drove the Wen family to a dead end,

How could he possibly stand idly by, given the past relationship between the two families?

Furthermore, since he and Wen Ying were nominally still a couple, it was only natural to choose a marriage alliance to solve their immediate problem.

But Yangyang is now pregnant with his child—would she still hate and blame him for that?

Moreover, given her current physical condition, emotional agitation would not be good for her.

Yang Jinchu lowered his eyes, avoiding her gaze, and his tone softened.

"It's nothing, you... you're not feeling well, let's talk about it next time."

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