Yuan Ting smiled for a long time. Seeing that Han Bing’s eyes were red with anger, she picked up the walkie-talkie on the stage and said, “Dead. That child was born a stillborn. When the child died, Ji Yue went crazy.”


  “Han Bing, look at you. You’re so useless. Do you think you’re a winner in life because you took down my father?”


  “Ha! Bullsh*t! In the end, you’re the pitiful one!” Seeing that Han Bing was in so much pain that it was as if he could smash the glass and run in to kill her at any time, Yuan Ting felt the thrill of self-harm. As if adding fuel to the fire, she added, “How ridiculous is that? Ji Yue’s and your child is already dead, yet you still have to raise my child willingly!”


  Yuan Ting saw Han Bing glaring at her and laughed hysterically.

  She said to Han Bing, “I’m not having a good time in prison, and you can forget about having a good time outside!”


  Yuan Ting looked like she about to go crazy on the spot, and Secretary Han’s reaction was especially scary. The two police officers looked at each other, and the one inside immediately dragged Yuan Ting out. The police officer who received Han Bing previously walked to Han Bing’s side and asked softly, “Secretary Han, how are you? Come sit here for a while.”


  Han Bing did not answer.

  He placed his hands on the cold ceramic table, his heart aching as if it had been hammered repeatedly.

  How laughable was he!

  Just as Yuan Ting had said, his and Ji Yue’s child had died early on. He still had to raise his and Yuan Ting’s child willingly!

  This was really heartbreaking.

  On the way back, Han Bing almost got into an accident a few times. He was still a virtuous person after all. He knew that he was in a bad state and was afraid of hurting others, so he did not dare to drive anymore. He parked the car by the roadside, hailed a taxi, and went straight to the Ji family.

  He suddenly wanted to see the child called Ji Yinbing. He wanted to find someone to repent for his sins. If he could have saved Ji Yue earlier back then, she would not have gone to the Maldives or gone missing, and their child would not have died.

  They could have had a cute child who was as smart as Ji Yinbing.

  Han Bing got out of the car at the entrance of the Ji family’s house. When the Ji family’s head butler saw him, he quickly went out to welcome him. Seeing that Han Bing’s expression seemed to be very off, the head butler was a little surprised and asked, “Secretary Hand, you don’t look good. Are you feeling unwell?”


  “I’m fine.” Han Bing asked the chief steward, “Is Miss Yinbing around?” Han Bing’s tone sounded urgent.

  The head butler frowned and said, “Secretary Han, what should we do? Miss Yinbing has already left for a while.”


  “Where did she go?”


  “I heard that she went to America with Mr. Yan Nuo.”


  Han Bing’s expression turned even paler.

  “Why is Secretary Han looking for Miss Yinbing? She left her contact number and phone number. If you have any urgent matters, you can call her.”


  Han Bing waved his hand and said, “It’s nothing serious. I just want to see her.”


  The head butler had been in the Ji family for so many years and knew about the matter between Han Bing and Ji Yue. When he saw Han Bing’s dejected and loving expression, he crossed his status and said, “Secretary Han, Old Qiu dares to say that the matter between you and our fifth miss is over.”


  “Now that the bad guys have been caught, they’ve also avenged fifth miss. You have your own family and child, and fifth miss has left. Miss Yinbing is doing very well and is about to get married. I advise you to try your best to look forward.”


  Hearing this, Han Bing was not angry. He knew that the head butler was right. He also understood that the matter between him and Ji Yue had long passed. No matter how obstinate he was, it was only his one-sided stubbornness. He thought of the child and shook his head. Then, he said to the head butler, “I’ll be leaving first. Sorry for disturbing you.”


  The head butler felt that there was something wrong with Han Bing’s condition. He was worried, so he called Cai Jie and told her about this. When Cai Jie heard this, she tried to call Han Bing, but the call could not go through. There were many cars by the roadside. Afraid that something would happen to Han Bing, Cai Jie called Han Luofan.

  Han Luofan was working in the company. When he heard about this, he was worried and could not let it go, so he temporarily skipped work to look for him.

  Han Luofan understood his father quite well. He roughly guessed where his father would go. Han Bing drove to a tea house called The Guest House. The tea house continued its old habit. There were places to eat and places to listen to songs.

  When Han Luofan found Han Bing, he was sitting by the corridor on the second floor and listening to the story told by the gentleman downstairs. His mind was filled with Ji Yue and the child.

  “Dad.”


  Han Luofan’s voice interrupted Han Bing’s thoughts.

  Han Bing looked up at Han Luofan and smiled bitterly.

  This smile made Han Luofan feel uneasy. “Dad, what happened? Did you see Yuan Ting today?”


  “You know everything?”


  “I guessed.”


  Han Luofan sat down opposite Han Bing. He stared at his father’s pale face and thought for a moment before asking, “What did she tell you?” Seeing that Han Bing remained silent, Han Luofan endured his anger and said, “Dad, don’t keep it to yourself. You’ll feel better if you say it.”


  Han Bing stared at Han Luofan’s face that was similar to his when he was young. The corners of his lips quivered, and he only spoke after a long time. “Miss Ji had my child.”


  This sentence was enough to shock Han Luofan.

  Han Luofan suppressed the absurdity in his heart and asked with a trembling voice, “Then, then what about the child?”


  “Gone.” Han Bing smiled bitterly and said, “She locked Little Yue up for more than seven months. When she went missing, she should have been pregnant, probably for almost two months.” Han Bing’s expression was even uglier than crying. He lowered his head and said, “She went crazy because the child was gone…”


  Han Luofan was speechless.

  However, he was not Han Bing, the person involved. He quickly calmed down. He said, “I think Yuan Ting lied to you.”


  Han Bing’s expression changed slightly as he looked up at him.

  Han Luofan said, “Think about it. Since Yuan Ting locked Miss Ji up for more than seven months, she must have wanted her to give birth to that child. Then, she wouldn’t have allowed anything to happen to that child!” Han Luofan analyzed this from Yuan Ting’s standpoint.

  Han Bing was shocked and asked, “But what does she want that child for?”


  “I don’t know.” Han Luofan didn’t know what Yuan Ting was going to do either. “Taking care of Miss Ji for more than seven months, letting her give birth and then have a stillborn… Yuan Ting won’t do such a thing. It’s a thankless task. If she really wants to deal with Miss Ji, there are many ways to destroy her. For example, when she found out that Miss Ji was pregnant, she would have aborted the child.”


  “But she didn’t do that. She must have something else in mind.”


  After hearing Han Luofan’s analysis, Han Bing pursed his lips in thought.

  Han Bing noticed something suspicious after hearing Han Luofan’s words.