Ye Huanhuan's face turned extremely pale. She tried to remain calm, but the turmoil in her heart was hard to quell.
Faced with such extreme behavior, she felt both angry and helpless.
"Song Lin, don't be impulsive!"
Ye Huanhuan suppressed her emotions and tried her best to make her voice sound calm.
She knew that she absolutely could not let things get out of control at this moment. If something really happened to Song Lin, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Just then, a black Brabus G900 luxury car appeared in front of everyone, and in the driver's seat of this luxury car sat a man in a suit with a cold expression.
Tang Yi slowly stepped out of the car, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding crowd before finally settling on Song Lin.
Behind him followed Assistant Zhao and several burly bodyguards.
With a single glance from Tang Yi, his bodyguards immediately understood his meaning. Several bodyguards strode quickly and decisively toward Song Lin.
One of the bodyguards kicked hard at the knife in Song Lin's hand, and with a "bang," the knife fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, Tang Yi walked to Ye Huanhuan's side, naturally put his arm around her shoulder, and asserted his ownership over her to Song Lin.
He said coldly, "Do you think you can get Huanhuan back by doing this? You're delusional! Let me tell you, Huanhuan is my woman. If you're still a man and have any self-respect, get out of here and stop bothering Huanhuan!"
Those around Tang Yi were instantly overwhelmed by his imposing aura. At that moment, they realized how ridiculous and absurd their actions of supporting Song Lin had been.
Ye Huanhuan froze on the spot, completely surprised that Tang Yi would appear at this moment.
Even more unexpectedly, after learning that the child in her womb was Song Lin's, Tang Yi was still willing to admit to everyone that she was his woman.
Song Lin glared fiercely at Tang Yi, his eyes filled with jealousy and anger. He wished he could poke a hole through Tang Yi with his gaze. He coldly laughed:
"Heh, Tang Yi, Huanhuan isn't your woman! She's carrying my child! As long as this child is there, she can never escape being the mother of my child!"
His words carried a hint of smugness and provocation, an attempt to provoke Tang Yi and demonstrate his dominant position in the relationship.
However, Tang Yi was not angered by his words. Instead, she looked at him coldly and calmly replied, "So what? You and Huanhuan are divorced. Now it's my turn to take care of her and the baby in her belly!"
"you!"
Song Lin was somewhat exasperated, "You're actually willing to be with a woman who's pregnant with another man's child? Aren't you afraid everyone will laugh at you?"
Tang Yi's face was calm, but his eyes were firm. "I love Huanhuan, so I can accept everything about her. Even if the whole world doesn't understand, I will stay by her side without hesitation and give her and the child a home."
Song Lin stared wide-eyed at the man in front of her, incredulous. "You really don't care that the child in her belly isn't yours?"
Tang Yi: "Of course I care, but I care about Huanhuan even more. I'm willing to do anything as long as she's happy. Besides, that child is innocent, and I will love it as if it were my own child."
"You're absolutely insane!"
Song Lin said through gritted teeth, "Don't you know that this will make you a laughing stock?"
Tang Yi's expression remained unchanged, and he said firmly, "The person I love is Huanhuan, and the only woman I've chosen is her. No matter whose child she's carrying, no matter who she was with before, the only one I want is her!"
His voice was resounding, as if he were declaring his love for Ye Huanhuan to the whole world.
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That morning, Tang Yi was eating breakfast, his eyebrows relaxed and the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, clearly in a very good mood.
At this moment, Assistant Zhao hurriedly approached Tang Yi, saying anxiously, "Young Master, something terrible has happened!"
Tang Yi frowned, slowly put down the soup spoon in his hand, glanced indifferently at Assistant Zhao, then picked up the towel on the table and gently wiped his hands, asking unhurriedly:
"What happened?"
Assistant Zhao hurriedly handed his phone to Tang Yi, his voice tense: "Take a look at this..."
Tang Yi took the phone, his gaze falling on the screen. In just one glance, his face instantly darkened.
Song Lin posted a 500-word article on Weibo, filled with his deep love for Ye Huanhuan.
Not only that, the article also included an ultrasound image, clearly showing the fetal heartbeat and size, as well as the pregnant woman's name, Ye Huanhuan. What made it even harder for him to accept was that the child's father was Song Lin.
This sudden blow made Tang Yi feel dizzy, and a raging fire of anger welled up in his heart.
He gripped his phone tightly, his fingers turning white from the force, his eyes filled with anger and pain.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment. He forgot everything around him, immersed only in endless grief and indignation. So long that even the porridge in his bowl grew cold, but his eyes remained bloodshot.
"Young Master..."
Assistant Zhao called out cautiously, his voice tinged with worry.
However, Tang Yi did not respond; his gaze remained fixed on the phone screen, unable to escape from this cruel reality.
Assistant Zhao nervously swallowed, trying to speak again: "Are you... alright?"
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