The Sang family had already announced Sang Wenyin's death, yet he knelt here with a "resurrected" target. In full view of the public, under duress, he simply wanted to force open the heavily guarded gates of the Sang Mansion in front of the entire capital, forcing them to accept him as their son-in-law!
Is it a done deal? No, he cooked a pot of half-cooked rice and forced the Sang family to swallow it with their noses pinched!
"It's a good plan, but unfortunately..." Jiang Songyi's fingertips unconsciously stroked the cool gold-woven cloud pattern on his cuffs, and his eyes swept over the oppressive crimson walls in front of the Sang Mansion. The towering mansion was like a silent beast that was about to explode in anger.
When he thought of this, Jiang Songyi's momentary irritation surprisingly subsided a little, and a sense of interest in watching someone about to shoot himself in the foot quietly emerged in his heart.
In front of the Sang Mansion, rumors were like countless buzzing poisonous bees.
Every glance directed at Sang Wenyin's obviously bulging waist and abdomen was filled with malice, leaving her body completely bruised.
Liao Lingxi promptly wrapped her little hand in his own equally sweaty hand, squeezing his knuckles until they turned white.
The moment she looked up, Liao Lingxi felt her arms trembling violently. He wanted to speak, to suppress this out-of-control situation.
It's too late.
A short whimper erupted from Sang Wenyin's throat, like the wail of a wounded beast. She desperately supported her heavy body, one hand instinctively protecting her lower abdomen while the other pointed upwards at the door.
"It's me! Sang Wenyin! I'm not dead!"
The sound was sharp and piercing, tearing the air.
The bustling street scene froze strangely for a moment the moment she announced her name. Countless pairs of eyes, as if suddenly lit by torches, focused on her.
She was breathing heavily, her chest heaving violently. Regardless of anything, she pointed her finger at Liao Lingxi, whose face turned pale instantly.
"I'm already pregnant with Brother Ling Xi's child!"
boom!
The crowd was completely blown away. There couldn't have been a more powerful statement.
A noble lady who "came back from the dead" knelt in front of her wealthy family and announced in front of people on the street that she was pregnant with a poor scholar's child!
"I'm back today! Not for anything else!" Sang Wenyin screamed, "I just beg Mom and Dad to consider your unborn grandson and help me and Brother Ling Xi get together! We are the lovers! Please help us!"
When Liao Lingxi shouted the word "flesh and blood", her body shook violently, as if she was hit hard on the forehead by an invisible hammer, and her vision went dark.
It was over! He had considered using Sang Wenyin and her unborn child as a talisman, a token of his allegiance, a bargaining chip to force the Sang family to surrender. But he had never thought of, nor dared to let Sang Wenyin publicly declare her "unmarried pregnancy," a scandal that was a great disgrace to the Sang family.
The streets were completely out of control.
The curses and ridicules pierced the two people in the field like countless cold arrows.
"Bitch! You have no shame!"
"The Sang family's ancestral grave is filled with black smoke. The eldest daughter has done such a shameless thing!"
"Tsk tsk, pregnant with a bastard, asking your parents to approve? Where's the nerve? Grand Secretary Sang has a good reputation..."
"That Liao guy is no good either! Look at that spineless guy, he's quite good at tricking the daughter of an official!"
Liao Lingxi only felt a buzzing ringing in his ears. Those sharp and vicious curses and naked contemptuous looks turned into countless fine needles, piercing through his proud reputation as a scholar.
He had planned this carefully, intending to use this fait accompli to force the Sang family to recognize him, but Sang Wenyin's desperate and crazy declaration tore all the fig leaves to pieces.
On the Sang Mansion side, even the possibility of feigning compromise is completely gone! This bitch! She's not just infatuated, she's crazy! She wants to drag him down with her, bearing this stigma of public condemnation and being dragged into the mud!
Liao Lingxi's heart sank. His hands hung by his sides, his nails digging into his flesh. It took great willpower to suppress the urge to push the woman next to him away or even slap her a few times.
Just then—
"Bang!"
A dull roar that almost shook the ground suppressed all the noise.
The gate of the Sang Mansion was violently slammed shut from the inside. The sound was like a heavy coffin lid, completely knocking off the nail lid.
Heartless, cold, and without any room for maneuver.
After a brief silence, the crowd erupted into even louder noise.
The ridicule, insults, and gloating comments were like boiling oil, frying the two of them repeatedly.
In the Sang Mansion's study, the atmosphere was as cold as ice.
The last wisp of green smoke quietly came out of the incense burner. The finest sinking incense now smelled like burning dead wood, with only a rotten and burnt smell spreading.
A priceless Duan inkstone was picked up angrily by Grand Secretary Sang Chengze and smashed to the ground.
"Bitch! Evil creature!" Sang Chengze's eyes were red and the veins on his forehead were twisted and knotted. He roared in the silent study.
"She announced in public that she's pregnant before marriage! And she's pregnant with that Liao bastard's child!" Sang Chengze's chest heaved violently, and heavy gasps like a bellows ripped through his throat. "She's deliberately trying to dig up our Sang family's ancestral graves! She's going to tear off the skin of eighteen generations of our ancestors and stomp them into a cesspool in front of the whole world! Three generations of good reputation! Several lifetimes of career foundation! All of it will be ruined in one day by this shameless bitch!"
He suddenly looked up, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the housekeeper, who dared not breathe. "Investigate! Investigate thoroughly! Why did that evil creature suddenly come back? Who instigated it? Who is stabbing me in the back, trying to bring my Sang family to ruin?"
At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door, accompanied by a very low plea: "Master...Master, spare my life!"
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