He Yaonian escorted Mingdai to the company entrance.
He asked Mingdai, "What other dirt does Mo Tingchuan have on you, right?"
Mingdai's expression changed, and she was speechless.
He Yaonian unbuckled his seatbelt, remained silent for a moment, and then leaned closer to Ming Dai.
The next second, he gripped Mingdai's hand tightly.
A hint of panic flickered in Mingdai's eyes.
"...Third Uncle".
"Don't worry."
He Yaonian spoke gently, with a power that convinced Mingdai.
Nothing will happen.
Mingdai's throat tightened, and her nose tingled.
"Third Uncle, you don't know..."
"No matter what he wants to do, I won't let him have his way."
"But……"
"Believe me."
He Yaonian lifted Mingdai's chin.
"Especially the thing that worries you is even less likely to become your weakness."
What?
That matter?
Mingdai was shocked.
Did He Yaonian know?
"Go to work with peace of mind, I've got you covered."
Mingdai arrived at the company in a daze.
He couldn't help but think of what He Yaonian had said.
Could the man that night really be He Yaonian?
at the same time.
Inside Qin Weiwei's house.
Mo Tingchuan sat on the sofa, while Qin Weiwei stood trembling not far away.
She also defensively held a vase in her hand, ready to retaliate at any moment.
Mo Tingchuan didn't take her little tricks seriously at all.
"I'm going to have a frank talk with you now. I hope that for your own benefit, you will stop making futile resistance."
Mo Tingchuan took a card out of his wallet and casually tossed it on the table.
Qin Weiwei felt a lump in her throat as she watched his actions.
"What's the meaning?"
"I need you to disappear for a while."
Mo Tingchuan no longer has any feelings for Qin Weiwei.
After the initial passion faded, Qin Weiwei became worthless.
Qin Weiwei was so frightened that her legs went weak.
She held up a vase, her lower lip trembling as she made her accusation.
"I've already been so obedient, I don't want anything anymore, why are you still forcing me like this?"
Mo Tingchuan's eyes were indifferent.
He ignored Qin Weiwei's suffering.
"Take the money and move to another city. If you want to have the child, have it; if you don't, you can do whatever you want with it."
deal with?
Qin Weiwei was shocked.
She pointed to her stomach in despair.
"Is this some kind of cat or dog? Or just some trash that can be disposed of at will?"
Mo Tingchuan was heartless.
"While I still have patience, I really hope you can rationally listen to my advice."
Qin Weiwei shook her head.
She can't do it.
What if I don't?
Mo Tingchuan's expression instantly turned terrifying, sinister and ferocious.
"Don't force me."
Qin Weiwei couldn't help but yell at him.
"You're the one who's forcing me!"
"At most one year."
Mo Tingchuan took a step back.
"I'll pick you up after I'm done with my business here."
Do you think I can still trust you?
Qin Weiwei was in unbearable pain.
"If you had told me earlier that you didn't want this child, I could have gotten rid of him while he was still young..."
She pointed to the child's meteoric rise to success.
She thought this child would allow her to transcend social class and become the envy of everyone.
In the end, it was all just wishful thinking on her part.
"It's not too late now."
Mo Tingchuan felt that Qin Weiwei was no longer worthy of bearing his child.
He was quite interested in Mingdai's belly.
Mingdai wanted to be with He Yaonian, didn't she?
Oh!
If she's pregnant with his child...
"I'll fight you to the death!"
Qin Weiwei picked up the vase and pounced on Mo Tingchuan.
Mo Tingchuan easily grabbed her arm, snatched the vase, and smashed it to pieces on the ground.
Qin Weiwei was thrown to the corner of the sofa by Mo Tingchuan.
She didn't even care that her face was slammed against the back of the sofa, and her hands instinctively protected her stomach.
When she came to her senses, immense sorrow enveloped her.
The future is bleak.
She didn't believe Mo Tingchuan would come to pick her up.
She feared that she might wait her whole life and never see even a trace of Mo Tingchuan again.
Rather than suffer like this, I'd rather die!
Qin Weiwei buried her face in the pillow and sobbed uncontrollably.
Mo Tingchuan watched her retreating figure with indifference.
After a while.
Mo Tingchuan suddenly spoke.
"Qin Weiwei, there's something you can do. If you can do it, I might grant you all your requests."
...
As she was about to leave work in the afternoon, Mingdai felt unwell and had a headache.
She realized it might be because she hadn't been taking her medication recently.
Although medicine has become an indispensable part of her life over the years, she inevitably gets tired of taking it so often that she sometimes doesn't pay much attention to it.
"What’s wrong with you?"
The assistant noticed that Mingdai's complexion was even paler than usual.
Mingdai rested her temples on her hands and slowly waved her hand.
"fine."
She thought things would get better with time.
The assistant was worried.
"If you feel unwell, I'll take you to the hospital."
Even if you go to the hospital, it won't change anything; you'll still feel uncomfortable.
Mingdai shook her head, "No need, it'll be ready in a bit."
After get off work, Mingdai stood downstairs at the company building to get some fresh air, hoping to clear her head.
At that moment, she received a call from Qin Weiwei.
"Mingdai, my stomach hurts so much, can you help me?"
Mingdai is too busy taking care of herself to have the energy to help her.
"Look for Mo Yumei."
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