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  After the wedding ceremony, Nan Zhi was pulled by Nan Weiye to take a photo together.

  In front of the media, Nan Weiye wanted to have the image of a kind and respectable father.

  “When Yaoyao gives you a toast during the wedding banquet, don’t put on a dark face. Try to look happy for your sister at the very least.” Nan Weiye reproached Nan Zhi during the journey back to the hotel from the church.

  Looking at the cold face of Nan Weiye, Nan Zhi felt a sour and bitter feeling in her heart.

  Was this really her father?

  After Nan Yao returned to the hotel, she changed into a red gown with a short hem that just covered her thighs. Although she was pregnant, it was still the early stages, her stomach was still quite flat and her figure remained appealing.

  Nan Yao and Bo Shaoxiu toasted both their parents respectively. When it was Nan Zhi’s turn, Nan Yao blocked Bo Shaoxiu and looked at Nan Zhi with a smile. “Sister, I’m really happy that you could attend our wedding.”


  Nan Zhi looked at Nan Yao who was putting on a false display of affection and smirked. “Congratulations.”


  Her words were sincere. She disliked Bo Shaoxiu and disliked Nan Yao even more. If they got married and lived well, maybe they would not bother her again.

  Nan Yao finished drinking the juice after touching her cup with Nan Zhi. She passed the cup to the bridesmaid and reached out her hands to Nan Zhi with a smile. “Sister, I want to pass my happiness to you. Let me give you a hug!”


  Under the gaze of everyone, Nan Zhi could only play along with Nan Yao.

  But with her understanding of Nan Yao, there must be something wrong for Nan Yao to initiate a hug.

  Sure enough, the moment they hugged, Nan Zhi suddenly felt a pain in her arm. It felt like she was stabbed in the flesh by a very thin and sharp long needle. The pain made her almost lose her ability to think and she pushed Nan Yao away instinctively.

  “Ah!”


  Seeing that Nan Yao was about to fall, Nan Zhi seemed to think of something in a flash and ignoring the pain, she held on to Nan Yao nimbly.

  Nan Yao’s pupils constricted and wanted to shake off Nan Zhi’s hand but Nan Zhi held on tightly.

  Amid the noise, there was a shout suddenly from a guest. “Ah, why is the bride bleeding?”


  “Blood, there’s a lot of blood on the bride’s legs……”


  Nan Yao was wearing a bright red gown, so her skin was particularly pale in contrast. Bright red blood was running down her thighs, looking striking and shocking.

  The venue erupted into chaos.

  Nan Yao’s face was pale, her long eyelashes trembling. “Nan Zhi, y-you…… why would you do something like this……” She suddenly fainted before she could finish speaking.

  Bo Shaoxiu saw the blood rushing down from Nan Yao’s legs and took her in his arms in a panic. “Call the ambulance, quick, call the ambulance!”


  Nan Zhi stood at the same spot, facing the judgment from the guests in attendance,condemning her in their gazes. She felt a cold chill run up her spine.

  There was the thick stench of blood in the air. Nan Yao was carried out of the banquet hall by Bo Shaoxiu, and there was a small pool of blood on the ground.

  Nan Zhi furrowed her eyebrows. She was somewhat shocked and in disbelief.

  Did Nan Yao hate her to this extent?

  In order to shift the blame on her, she used the child in her stomach?

  But, Nan Yao did not fall just now, how could she have bled so much?

  Confused, she could vaguely feel that things were not as simple as they seemed……

  In the car, Nan Yao woke up. She was in Bo Shaoxiu’s arms with Nan Weiye beside them. “Hubby, Dad, it’s so painful, I’m so scared……”


  She was really in pain. Her stomach felt like she was being stabbed by a sharp knife. Her hair was sweaty and stuck to her face, making her face seemed even more pale.