Han Bailan looked up at the other person, then quickly lowered her head again.
"Your face is so red, I think I can even hear your heartbeat. It's beating a little fast, can you feel it?"
As Zhao Jing spoke, he grabbed one of Han Bailan's hands and led her into his bedroom.
"Don't do this!"
The two sat down on the edge of the bed. Zhao Jing kissed Han Bailan on the cheek. Instantly, Han Bailan pushed him away, stood up, leaned against the desk, and looked at Zhao Jing, saying, "There's something I need to tell you."
"Do we need to be so formal?"
Zhao Jing raised an eyebrow and extended his hand to Han Bailan: "Come here and tell me, I promise I'll listen carefully."
Unbeknownst to the two people inside, Song Lan, Song Qingbin, and Han's father were standing outside the window at that moment.
“Zhao Jing…”
Han Bailan bit her lip and said, "I'm pregnant."
"……What?"
Zhao Jing didn't react at first. His expression froze for a moment, then gradually became serious, showing that he had come to his senses. His somewhat unsteady voice rang out again: "What did you just say? I didn't hear you clearly. Can you say it again?"
Pregnant?
What does this mean?
Could it be...?
As Zhao Jing thought of this, his gaze involuntarily fell on Han Bailan's abdomen, but soon he shook his head in his heart. Impossible, absolutely impossible, just once... They were together only once, how could she be pregnant?
"What do you mean? Do you not believe what I'm saying, or do you not want to take responsibility for me?"
Seeing Zhao Jing's strange expression, and hearing his words that seemed to deny everything, Han Bailan was instantly angered. Forgetting her embarrassment, she bluntly stated, "The child is yours. I had a check-up at the hospital a few days ago."
The doctor said I was a little over two months pregnant at the time, and I was with you the whole time, and I was completely innocent then, you know that very well!
Upon hearing this, Zhao Jing's expression turned rather unpleasant.
"You want me to take responsibility?"
Upon hearing Zhao Jing's tone, Han Bailan's face turned deathly pale. Her lips trembled, and she asked in a trembling voice, "Shouldn't you take responsibility for me? You were the one who initiated that kind of thing with me that day. You said you liked me. Was that a lie?"
Standing up, Zhao Jing no longer harbored any romantic feelings. He said coldly, "I did say I liked you, but that was just for show. If you took it seriously, you're just being foolish."
As for your claim that it was my initiative, I admit that. But you need to understand, it takes two to tango. If you didn't want to, did you think I could force you to do that kind of thing?
"I understand now. From the very beginning, you were determined to take advantage of me and never intended to take responsibility for me?"
Han Bailan felt extremely sad, but she forced back her tears.
"Don't think of me as a heartless man. I didn't make any promises to you. Besides, do you think you're good enough for me?"
Zhao Jing curled the corners of his mouth. He really didn't take Han Bailan seriously. He said, "Let me tell you, I got engaged two months ago. My fiancée is our junior and senior high school classmate. Compared to her, not to mention anything else, just in terms of appearance, you are really too ordinary."
Outside the window.
Han's father was almost bursting with rage.
His daughter, whom he and his wife doted on, was bullied like this by a brat; he was practically asking for death!
"You've gone too far!"
Tears streamed down Han Bailan's face as she accused Zhao Jing: "You provoked me first, and you took my virginity, causing me to get pregnant. Now you don't want to take responsibility for me and you're even belittling me like this!"
Zhao Jing…you can’t treat me like this, and I won’t let this go…If you don’t want to take responsibility for me and the child in my womb, I’ll report you for sexually assaulting me!”
"Who are you trying to scare!"
Zhao Jing let out a cold laugh.
Han Bailan wiped away her tears and stared intently at the other person, saying, "I'm not trying to scare you. Rather than bear a shameful reputation and make my family and me lose face, I don't mind fighting to the death!"
After a pause, Han Bailan continued, "I only lost my reputation, but you lost your life. In the end, I'm the one who lost out!"
"you……"
Before Zhao Jing could finish speaking, a figure rushed in from outside the door. Immediately afterward, Zhao Jing felt a sharp pain on his face and lost his balance, falling onto the bed.
It was Han's father who made the move. His eyes were blazing with fury as he strode into the room and delivered a heavy punch to Zhao Jing's face.
"dad……"
Upon seeing Han's father, Han Bailan cried out in alarm, her eyes filled with fear and unease, her face growing even paler.
When she discovered that Song Lan and Song Qingbin were in the house, her mind went blank.
It’s over!
Her marriage to Song Qingbin was completely ruined... If she didn't marry Zhao Jing, she would be ruined and sent to a farm for reform!
Han's father ignored Han Bailan. He grabbed Zhao Jing by the collar, dragged him to the center of the main room, and, ignoring Zhao Jing's struggles, punched him repeatedly until he was bruised and swollen, clutching his stomach and curled up on the ground, crying out in pain.
"Dad! Stop hitting him! I like Zhao Jing. What if you hurt him?!"
Han Bailan stepped out of the room and saw her father punching and kicking Zhao Jing in the main room. She couldn't bear it and shouted for her father to stop.
"Smack!"
When Han's father saw Zhao Jing lying on the ground, bruised and swollen, with tears streaming down his face, looking like a dead dog, he withdrew his foot, which was about to strike the other man again. He turned to Han Bailan and slapped her across the face.
"dad……"
Han Bailan covered the half of her face that had been hit, her tearful eyes filled with disbelief.
"Don't call me! I don't have a daughter as disgraceful as you!" As he spoke, Mr. Han raised his hand to slap his daughter again. At this moment, Song Lan spoke up: "Uncle Han, what good would it do even if you beat Comrade Han Bailan to death? What's done is done. What we need to do now is figure out how to solve the problem."
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