"His surname isn't Jin, so what gives you the right? What right do you have to touch him?!"
Grandpa Jin remained completely still, only slightly frowning.
He seemed displeased with her out-of-control demeanor.
"Girl, I'm helping you make up your mind."
He looked down at her, his tone as if he were scolding a small, struggling animal.
"Of course, it's also for the sake of cooperation between our two sides, it's a surrender."
"You're so smart, if you try to please both sides, I'll be dragged to my death, and you three will be living happily ever after. Who will I complain to then?"
"If you want me to believe you, you have to show some sincerity. How about we treat this child as a token of your sincerity?"
Chu Wuyang glared at him, her eyes bloodshot, her chest heaving violently.
It felt like it was about to explode at any moment.
"You took my child, aren't you afraid I'll break the contract in a fit of anger? You're just threatening me with my brother and the Chu family! Fine, we'll all die together!"
"I'm telling Jingmin, everyone's finished. Your old life and your crumbling Jin family are finished too!"
She almost screamed it out, her voice hoarse as if a bloody blade had scraped her throat.
Old Master Jin simply smiled, his eyes remaining completely unmoved by her threats.
"Of course you can do that,"
"But Jingmin might actually be relieved. As far as I know, he suspected your child wasn't his! He advised you to get rid of it a long time ago."
Chu Wuyang glared at him angrily with red-rimmed eyes.
Mr. Jin continued,
"And I also need to remind you about the hereditary disease that Jingmin suffers from—"
"He's not sick!"
Old Master Jin chuckled softly, his speech slowing down, each word sounding like a reminder.
"The worst thing for his condition is stimulation. Miss Chu and Jing Min have been together for so long, you should know this very well. If you tell him that the child is gone, and I tell him that Miss Chu wanted to get rid of him and had the abortion without hesitation after confirming that the child was his, do you think that would be considered a kind of stimulation?"
"As for what terrible things Jingmin might do after being provoked, you probably know better than I do,"
Every word Mr. Jin said revealed his utter recklessness in doing this!
"roll--"
She lunged at him suddenly, and with all her might, raised her hand and slapped him across the face.
But he was stopped by the bodyguard behind Mr. Jin.
She was completely restrained and slumped back onto the floor, tears silently streaming down her face.
"That's my child... What right do you have... what right do you have?"
She murmured, her voice growing softer and softer.
It felt like my throat was choked.
Old Master Jin, however, seemed confident of victory, giving her one last look before turning away.
"If you lose your child, you'll have no way out."
"Miss Chu, you should get some rest and think carefully about how to explain things to Jing Min."
The door slammed shut with a bang.
She was left alone in the room, the candle flickering and the air thick with the smell of blood.
She curled up in a ball, clutching her lower abdomen, her eyes both lifeless and clear.
It was like a beam of fire being peeled from a corpse.
She'll remember this!
We'll fight to the death to get it back.
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