The moment she learned the test results, she felt like the sky was falling and she wanted to find a rope to hang herself.

Seeing that the man would not come back, Zhao Jiajia no longer held any hope and felt that she could not drag it on any longer, so she wanted to beat the child.

He Ruixue felt sad about her experience.

You can't say she's easy to fool. After all, the liar's words don't have too many loopholes and he disguises himself well.

From the perspective of later generations, apart from being too imprudent to have sex with someone without investigation, Zhao Jiajia actually did nothing wrong and should not have to bear such bitter consequences.

The only good news was probably that she was voluntary throughout the process and did not suffer the kind of harm that He Ruixue imagined.

"You're about to get married. Have you met his family?"

Zhao Jiajia shook her head helplessly, "No, I mentioned it to him. He said he wanted to marry into his family and was too embarrassed to see his family. He was also afraid that his legs would be broken if he went back, so he wanted to kill me first and ask for my permission later, and then bring me to their house after we get married."

Silly girl.

He Ruixue sighed, "His job is fake, but the truck is real. Did you find out which company the truck belongs to?"

"No, I thought he was from the next province."

Zhao Jiajia had obviously just thought of this, and her memories of the past gradually became clearer. "That car belongs to the steel plant, and it even has factory documents. I saw it when he took me out for a drive. The words on the official seal were crystal clear, there was no way I was mistaken."

It was for this reason that she never doubted Xiong Jiaping's identity.

Her lips trembled, and she hugged her arms in panic, "What should I do, Ruixue, what should I do?

My life won’t be over like this, I heard someone died from heavy bleeding during an abortion, I’m so scared…”

Seeing that she was about to burst into tears again, He Ruixue held her shoulders, and the warmth from her palms transferred to her skin.

"Calm down. The most urgent thing now is to solve the problem. Crying is useless. So, let's start with that truck. Do you remember more detailed information?"

Influenced by her calm attitude, Zhao Jiajia sniffed and thought carefully, "I remember his license plate style and number."