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  “Illegitimate bastard?!”


  When Mu Yancheng heard her reply, he laughed in anger. Sweeping his gaze coldly at the woman, he unhesitatingly said, “If Qingxue is carrying an illegitimate child, what about the child you’re pregnant with?! At the very least, I know that her child is mine! Let me tell you this. I’ll acknowledge Qingxue’s child as my own and take good care of our child. On the other hand, I’ve never slept with you, so how did you get pregnant with my child? What despicable and dirty methods did you use to get pregnant? You should know best!”


  “What?”


  Meng Qingxue took the opportunity to ask, “She said that the child in her stomach is yours. Why? Is it not yours?”


  “The child is mine! However, I’ve never touched her at all!” Mu Yancheng coldly snapped, “As for how the child came about, only she knows!”


  “Mu Yancheng!”


  Unable to hold it in anymore, Song Enya hysterically questioned, “Must you stand on her side and defend her?! Mu Yancheng, do you have a conscience? I’m carrying your child too! No matter how this child came about, the child is still your flesh and blood! How can you be so cruel and heartless?!”


  “Cruel and heartless?!”


  Mu Yancheng coldly scoffed. “Don’t act so righteous as if I’ll definitely marry you! If you didn’t resort to such despicable means, I will not even have taken a second glance at a dirty woman like you! Let me warn you, don’t play any more tricks! Otherwise, don’t blame me for being harsh towards you!”


  “You—!”


  She could not rebuke his vicious accusations. Instead, she clenched her fists so tightly that her sharp nails dug into her palms!

  Taking a deep breath, she spat, “Mu Yancheng, you’re such a ruthless man! Just you wait!”


  With that, Song Enya left angrily. The bodyguards behind her looked at each other before quickly following her and disappearing from their sight.

  After Song Enya left, Meng Qingxue finally regained her cold expression. She unhappily pushed him away and walked to the side furiously.

  Mu Yancheng walked over and grabbed her shoulders. Making her stand up straight, he patiently asked, “What’s wrong? Did she make you angry?”


  “If not?”


  Meng Qingxue smiled ambiguously. “Mu Yancheng, you’re seriously amazing! Do you think that this is still the ancient times where polygamy is rife? If Song Enya stands between us today, will another woman—say, Li Enya—appears tomorrow as well? What should I do? I don’t even have a legitimate title. Do I deserve to be stepped on by them?”


  “Don’t over-think!”


  However, Meng Qingxue ignored his useless consolations and asked, “Is the child in her stomach yours?”


  Mu Yancheng was stunned for a moment before nodding. “Yes.”


  Clenching her fists, Meng Qingxue punched him forcefully. “How can you do this?!”


  Mu Yancheng immediately grabbed her flailing hands and explained, “Qingxue, it’s not what you think! Didn’t I say earlier that I didn’t even touch her?”


  “You didn’t touch her?” Meng Qingxue did not believe him. “If you didn’t touch her, how did she get pregnant? Did she get pregnant after drinking the Holy Mother’s Spring Water like in those fables? Since you did it, why aren’t you admitting it?”