However, many people remained silent this time, after all, the facts were right in front of them, and no matter how stubborn they were, they could not change the result. Therefore, some people wavered in their original views.

"The child is fine, you don't need to worry," Zhou Haoran comforted Song Weiwei gently.

"Are you really okay? Then why did it suddenly stop moving?" Song Weiwei gripped Zhou Haoran's arm tightly, her eyes red and tears welling up in them.

"Don't worry, it's okay. You're too tense. Now listen to me, take a deep breath, inhale, exhale... Okay, relax."

Zhou Haoran patiently guided Song Weiwei to adjust her breathing rhythm.

"Feeling much better? Come on, stand up. The ground is too cold; it's not good for you or the baby," Zhou Haoran said, gently helping Song Weiwei up.

At this moment, Song Weiwei was completely at a loss and could only obediently follow Zhou Haoran's instructions.

She slowly stood up, but the worry in her eyes had not disappeared.

...

"Honey, are you alright? Are the kids alright?"

With an anxious shout, a thin, dark-skinned man and two elderly people wearing faded clothes hurriedly walked in from outside.

Their faces were filled with concern and worry.

"Husband, what brings you here?" Song Weiwei's expression changed slightly when she saw who it was, and she asked in a trembling voice.

"Mom said you went out by yourself early this morning. I just got a call saying you fainted. I was so worried. How are you feeling now? Are you feeling any better?"

The man nervously circled around Song Weiwei, carefully examining her physical condition.

"I...I...I'm fine." Song Weiwei stammered as she spoke, her eyes flickering as if she were hiding something.

"It's alright, it's alright."

The man breathed a sigh of relief, then turned to the people around him to express his gratitude: "Thank you all for your help, thank you so much."

At this moment, everyone exchanged glances, seemingly understanding the truth of the matter; they were clearly a loving couple.

Looking at this family in front of me, I couldn't help but feel a surge of anger, the consequence of being fooled.

The man watching the live stream angrily slammed his water glass on the table: "Why is he always so lucky? The Huo family is just too difficult to deal with."

"Sir, I'm a doctor. I'd like to ask how many weeks pregnant your wife is?"

"Oh, I'm 25 weeks pregnant. Doctor, is there a problem?" the man asked Zhou Haoran nervously.

"No problem, everything's fine. How long have you been married?"

We've been married for a year.

"Oh." Zhou Haoran nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Miss Song, I think you should give me an explanation?"

Seeing that things had progressed sufficiently, Huo Nan stepped forward to inquire, while also giving Zhou Haoran an appreciative look.

At this moment, Song Weiwei stood there trembling, completely at a loss for words.

"I...I..." she stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence.

However, at that moment, the man suddenly stepped forward, shielding Song Weiwei, and shouted, "Why should my wife give you an explanation?"

Huo Nanchu frowned, about to speak, but was interrupted by Song Weiwei.

"No, I'll tell you everything, please let us go! I beg you." Song Weiwei looked at Huo Nanchu with a terrified expression, her eyes full of pleading.

Seeing this, the man gently patted Song Weiwei's shoulder and comforted her, "Wife, don't be afraid. Even if they're rich, they can't do anything to us."

At the same time, the two elderly people quickly walked to Song Weiwei's side. Although they didn't say much, their intention to protect her was very clear.

"I can't do anything about it, but your wife says the child in her belly is mine," Huo Nanchu said coldly.

His voice was deep and magnetic, but at this moment it carried a chilling undertone.

Upon hearing this, the man's face turned deathly pale, as if he had been struck by lightning.

His eyes widened as he looked at Song Weiwei in disbelief, his lips trembling: "What? Impossible? Wife?"

Song Weiwei was startled by the man's gaze. Her face turned ashen, and her eyes were filled with terror and helplessness.

She explained anxiously, "Honey, it's not like that. The child is yours. I just... someone gave me 200,000 yuan to say the child in my belly is Mr. Huo's. All I had to do was ruin the engagement banquet, and they would handle everything else. That's why I..."

By the end, her voice was trembling with sobs, and tears streamed down her cheeks.

The man stared blankly at Song Weiwei, his eyes filled with pain and disappointment.

He seemed unable to accept this fact, as if he had lost his soul.

"Honey, I know I was wrong. Please don't be angry," Song Weiwei said, choking back tears, as she tried to grab the man's hand.

Huo Nanchu felt no sympathy whatsoever as he watched this scene.

Song Weiwei raised her head, her eyes filled with pleading.

She looked at Huo Nanchu, then knelt down on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy: "Mr. Huo, please, let me go, I know I was wrong."

Seeing Song Weiwei kneel down, the man and the two elderly people also knelt down.

Their faces were filled with terror and despair as they pleaded with Huo Nanchu for mercy.

However, Huo Nanchu did not soften his heart because of their pleas.

His eyes remained cold, and he said firmly, "Get up first. Law enforcement officers will handle this matter."

Now I realize that using moral blackmail won't work on Huo Nanchu.

"Honey, don't be afraid, I'll protect you," the man said gently, putting his arm around Song Weiwei's shoulder to comfort her.

"Ms. Song, please come with us to assist with the investigation," the law enforcement officer said sternly as he stepped forward.

"Let's go, honey, take it easy." The man carefully helped Song Weiwei up, as if she were a fragile treasure.

"Husband, I'm sorry, I...I...I shouldn't have been so greedy." Song Weiwei lowered her head, her voice trembling with tears.

"It's okay, I was wrong too, I didn't give you a better life." The man's eyes were slightly red as he said remorsefully.

The two elderly people slowly stood up from the ground, their eyes filled with sadness and helplessness.

After the group left, the banquet hall returned to calm.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am truly sorry for what happened earlier. I hope you can understand. Please return to your seats now, and the engagement banquet will continue."

Huo Shan stood on the stage, holding the microphone, and spoke calmly.

His voice echoed in the hall, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

Everyone returned to their seats in an orderly fashion.