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  “How did things turn out this way?” demanded Song Enya as she clutched her mother’s shoulders, feeling shocked and astonished. “Are you saying that Mu Yancheng is currently in Yan City?”


  “Yes”—her mother nodded—”and he hasn’t returned to the capital. Word has it that something happened to Meng Qingxue, so she was rushed to the hospital.”


  “Hospital?” Surprise flashed across her face, then her lips curled up slightly. “Could she have suffered from a miscarriage?”


  “We don’t know about that, but I sure hope so. In any case, the child in her stomach can’t live!”


  The missy’s expression blanched as she asked somewhat uneasily, “What if her baby manages to cling on? Since he found her, he’ll surely take her back with him. Things’ll get even trickier when that happens!”


  “That’s true. It’s indeed a tricky matter.”


  “What do we do?”


  She had completely lost her composure by then. She could not help resenting and cursing the two men for failing to do their duties well.

  That evening, when her father returned home, she immediately sought his advice. “Dad, how should we deal with that sly vixen? Uncle’s men arrived too late; Mu Yancheng managed to take Meng Qingxue away!”


  At present, her father was probably the only person who was clear-headed and rational in the family.

  The middle-aged man did not respond to her question and sternly questioned her, instead. “You went out in a hurry this morning. Where did you go?”


  “That’s right.” His mention of the matter reminded his wife of this. “You weren’t in your bedroom when I went to wake you up for breakfast. Where did you go so early in the morning?”


  The missy stuttered as she tried to evade this question, but it only infuriated her father into slapping a hand on the table. “You dared hide things from us at this juncture! Did you go do some ridiculous things behind our backs again?”


  “That’s not it, dad!”


  Left with no choice, she could only reveal where she went that morning and her entire plans to them.

  Song Zhengguo nearly burst a vein when he heard the ridiculous things his daughter had been up to again and was absolutely livid. “How could you do such a thing!”


  Despite his towering rage, the missy shot back out of indignation. “What else could I have done? It’s the only method I could come up with at that point! That child is the biggest threat to me as long as it exists!”


  He lashed out. “Still, you shouldn’t have done that! What if Mu Yancheng learns of your deed?”


  “What of it?” rebutted the missy stubbornly, though she felt somewhat guilty.

  “It’ll only make him detest you! Your relationship with him is rocky as it is. If he finds out that you did such a cruel thing, he’ll definitely have his guard up against you in the future. From what I see, you’re still wet behind the ears; you’ll surely get schemed on once you marry into that viperous family. While the Mus may be on the decline now, you’re no match for any members of that family; they’re no weaklings!”


  “What should I do, then?” she cried, feeling indignant. “We can’t possibly let her keep the child.”


  “Of course not! It’s just that your method wouldn’t have worked. If Meng Qingxue lost the baby that way, she’d still be in Mu Yancheng’s favor, especially if she were to resort in hurting herself to gain his pity!”