octor said, holding onto Tong Yimo's various lab test results, her brows furrowed in perplexity. She seemed even bewildered. “If it were a genetic issue, it shouldn't exist either. If it did, you woul..."Do you even know how to cherish your own body" Leng Yechen retorted, his voice sharp and cold. "Is this something a pregnant woman like you can do"

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Tong Yimo was dumbfounded.

After a long pause, she came to her senses and remembered what had happened.

Yesterday, in order to save Zhulang's life, I coaxed Zhulang into taking anti-rejection medication. She pretended to be pregnant as an excuse.

Could it be that the phone call before Ruoyu was made by Zhu Jing

Brother, couldn't he possibly think she's carrying Daying's child!

This....

This misunderstanding is pretty big!

"Uh, Big Bro, actually..."

Tong Yimo's words were not yet finished when her body suddenly rose into the air.

She was lifted up by this man's powerful, muscular arms.

He held her very gently, as if handling a precious treasure, carefully placing her on the chair beside him.

She saw him using a hammer to continue fixing the door for her and couldn't help but kindly remind him, "You shouldn't do this! This kind of hard labor isn't suitable for you. Don't dirty your expensive suit!"

"It was me who broke the door, I'll fix it." Leng Ye Chen said nonchalantly.

Tong Yi Mo crossed her arms and tilted her head slightly, scrutinizing Leng Ye Shen, "Brother, are you trying to be a 'scapegoat'"

"What does 'the scapegoat' mean" Leng Yechen raised his eyes and glanced at Tong Yimo.

Tong Yimo blinked, sat up straight, and answered solemnly: "It's to marry a woman who is pregnant with another man's child."

"Tong Yimo!" Leng Ye's cold eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly shouted her name with a sharp and fierce tone.

Tong Yimo pouted, waiting for his next words.

"If you want to keep the child in your belly, it's best to claim publicly that it's mine! Especially in front of my grandfather and mother!" Leng Ye's thin lips curled into a cold smile. His voice was low and chillingly clear.

Suddenly, Tong Yimo was taken aback.

This man…

Then, she got up from her chair and walked to him, weakly saying, "Wouldn't it be better for you to divorce me I was born into poverty..."

"You were born for me!" Leng Yechen directly interrupted Tong Yimo's words.

"I'm also carrying another man's child," Tong Yimo continued, unfazed.

But his voice was heavier now: "I don't care!"

"I..." Tong Yimo was speechless.

How can this man be so stubborn!

"Bang bang bang—" Leng Yechen swung his hammer, driving the nail into the door frame.

Neither of them continued the topic, and fell silent.

After Leng Ye Chen finished repairing the door, he put the frame back in place and patted the dust off his hands. Then, he walked to the outdoor faucet beside the door and washed his hands.

Tong Yimo also brought a clean towel and carefully wiped the sawdust from his suit.

He could feel that she wasn't actually resisting his closeness.

“This jade pendant, by ancestral decree, is passed down to our eldest son.” Leng Yechen took the jade pendant from his own neck, brushed aside Tong Yimo’s hair at the back of her neck, and gently fastened it for her. “After the child is born, regardless of gender, you pass it on to him.”

As she lifted the jade pendant in her hands, Tong Yimo was taken aback. Memories of their first meeting surged into her mind like a spring welling up.

After making sure the jade string was secure, he reached out and removed the hairpin from her bun, allowing her glossy hair to cascade softly down her shoulders.

"Before me, you need not fuss your hair." His warm breath, a caress against her ear as he spoke in a low, melancholic murmur. Let me know if you'd like to translate anything else!

He gazed into her deep, dark eyes, as if they were saying, he loved her long hair that reached her waist, a sight that filled him with even more affection.

"Big brother."

"Huh"

"I am not pregnant."

"What did you say"

"I'm not pregnant at all." Tong Yimo took the jade pendant off her neck and pulled Cold Ye Shen's hand, placing it back in his palm. "I won't have children with you either."

"You're not pregnant" Leng Yechen's focus fell on the previous sentence, clenching the jade pendant in his hand, "Yet you told Ajing that you were pregnant!"

"...Tong Yimo blushed, sure enough as what Zhu Jing said."

In the cold night, Chen looked at Tong Yimo's eyes, his gaze becoming deeper. His forehead bulged with veins, and a cruel smile played on his thin lips: "For the sake of returning to Ajing's side, you would lie to Ajing, claiming that you were pregnant with his child, using the child as leverage to win back Ajing's heart, making him leave Ji Siyan and be with you here day and night!"

It's no wonder that Ji Siyan would be enraged and want to kill Tong Yimo!

“I…” Tong Yimo pursed her lips, looking at Leng Yesen’s gaze in astonishment. The next moment, she hesitated, choosing to remain silent.

Facing his cold and indifferent expression, she seemed to have nothing left to explain. He could think whatever he wanted.

She averted her gaze, as if unwilling to speak another word to him, ignoring his presence altogether.

Cold Night's eyes were instantly filled with bloodshot, crimson as if bloodthirsty. He gripped the jade pendant tightly, pressing down hard on his chest that throbbed again, and the suppressed grief and anger also completely broke free from control.

He hysterically roared, "Tong Yimo, why can't you just choose to give up Ajing"

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