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Chapter 70 - 70: Do You Want to Bear That Man’s Child?!
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Chapter 70: Do You Want to Bear That Man’s Child?!

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

The conversation ended with Shen Qian slamming the door and leaving. Song Lin calmly watched his retreating figure. Soon, the smile disappeared, and his eyes grew darker.

The bloodstains on his cheek and the darkening bruise on his lip did nothing to diminish his handsomeness. The shadow cast by the curtain fabric perfectly enveloped him, making it impossible to discern his expression.

After a while, he tentatively touched the scratches on his face. He could distinctly feel the unevenness. Song Lin’s whole aura suddenly turned cold. He licked his lip and spat out a mouthful of blood-tinged saliva, gritting his teeth. “Shen Wan! You better not provoke me in the future…”

Outside the door, He Huai, who was still unclear about the truth, was even more anxious than the people involved. Seeing Shen Qian come out, he immediately approached. “Have you two resolved your issues? Isn’t it time to clarify what exactly happened…”

Shen Qian bypassed him without looking.

“Hey! You…”

“Enough, All Huai.” Qin Zeyan grabbed him. “We won’t get any answers by asking.”

“Then can you tell me what happened to Wan Wan? Between her and Ah Lin, what…” As He Huai spoke, his face contorted in frustration.

“Are you genuinely attracted to that girl?”

He Huai remained silent, but his gaze flickered unpredictably. In his mind, once again, he envisioned Shen Wan’s exquisite face, as if God had bestowed upon her all the tenderness a woman could possess, making her appear so delicate and irresistibly endearing.

Seeing He Huai’s hesitation, Qin Zeyan understood everything. He gave a faint sigh. “You better think it through. She is Shen Qian’s sister.”

“Does it even matter?”

H H

In that situation just now, perhaps only He Huai couldn’t see the truth.

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As for Qin Zeyan, he had guessed to some extent what was happening but only furrowed his brow slightly at Song Lin’s actions.

On the same afternoon, Shen Wan flew back to Ning City. She went to Qingtong Street first, but Zhou Chi was not there. She walked to the street corner, somewhat absentminded, and hailed a taxi.

“Where would you like to go, Miss?”

She instructed the driver to take her to the Shen family’s mansion. Thirty minutes later, she found herself standing in front of the familiar gate. She took each step deliberately as she entered the premises. The old mansion stood unchanged, and Shen Wan was still Shen Wan, but something had indeed changed.

“Third Lady?” Zhou Qingfu looked surprised. Wasn’t she supposed to have gone out with the First Young Master?

“I’m very tired. I’ll go upstairs to rest for a while,” the young lady replied calmly.

“Alright.” Zhou Qingfu lowered his head and stepped aside.

Shen Wan ascended the stairs, disappearing around the corner. Her footsteps were light, like a wisp of a wandering soul.

Zhou Qingfu felt a chill down his spine and took out his phone. “It’s me, Young Master…”

Shen Wan didn’t expect to see Shen Qian so soon.

At that moment, she had just awakened. Nearly ten hours of deep sleep had left her feeling disoriented, unable to distinguish between reality and dreams.

“You’re awake.” He looked at her with profound eyes, hiding complexity within.

Shen Wan thought that it wasn’t a dream after all.

It was three in the morning, and the dew was heavy. The man was still in the same clothes he had worn earlier, and she had no idea how long he had been sitting by her bedside.

“Yeah, I’m awake,” Shen Wan spoke softly.

Shen Qian gently caressed her still-pale face. In that brief moment, his eyes conveyed a tenderness that had never been witnessed before. “Song Lin mentioned that you escaped and didn’t follow the people he had arranged. Wan Wan, please, tell me, what happened afterward?”

However, Shen Wan just looked at him with her dark and shining eyes, offering no response.

“You weren’t…,” his voice faltered, tinged with hope, “right?”

“Weren’t what? Do you mean violated? I don’t mind any of that. What are you afraid of?”

“Wan Wan!” He growled softly. “Don’t…”

“I’m sorry for disappointing you. I didn’t go with the people arranged by Song Lin, but it doesn’t mean I wasn’t with other men. Shen Qian, isn’t this the outcome you’ve always wanted?”

“Wan Wan, I know you’re angry, but don’t joke about something like this. It’s not funny at all.”

Shen Wan looked at him with a mixture of pity and disdain, revealing such strong negative emotions in front of Shen Qian for the first time. “Oh, so you can just take it as a joke then.”

“Shen Wan!”

“To be honest, I really resent you,” she said casually, but little did she know that her next words would push the man into hell. “If back then, you could have stopped Song Lin’s coercion, 1 wouldn’t have had to drink that drink that he had spiked. I even asked you for help! Why were you so cruel, why?!”

“Shen Wan, I’m sorry. 1 didn’t know he would do that… I’m sorry…”

“It doesn’t matter anymore.” Shen Wan avoided his touch. “It’s too late for anything you say.”

“I… don’t… believe it!” The man clenched his fists, his forehead veins bulging. “You must be lying to me! Trying to make me feel guilty…” and also trying to hurt him.

Shen Wan sneered, looking at him as if he were a ridiculous clown.

With his eyes turning crimson, a cruel and frenzied look surfaced in the depths of the man’s eyes, mixed with madness and brutality. He grabbed Shen Wan’s throat like a wild beast, “Tell me, you didn’t!”

During their struggle, he couldn’t help but notice the red mark on her collarbone. It was as if, in that instant, it transformed into numerous sharp knives, stabbing deep into his chest.

“No… impossible…”

“Have you seen it clearly?” Shen Wan smiled. “Are you planning to strangle me?”

The man’s hand recoiled as if it had touched a red-hot iron. He stood upright, his eyes cold and fierce as he looked down at her from above. “Who was that person?”

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Shen Wan sat up calmly, adjusting her breathing.

Their gazes met in mid-air, one high and one low. Then, she smiled faintly, catching him by surprise.

“Maybe it was a drunkard, maybe a thug… There’s no need to know his identity, but he has a good body.”

The indifferent expression and casual words couldn’t hide the profound sorrow and indignation deep within the woman’s eyes. She harbored resentment but was powerless to resist. All of this was something he could have prevented, but he didn’t. He not only tacitly approved of Song Lin’s actions but also tried to use the situation to test her.

A self-loathing emotion he had never experienced before engulfed him, and Shen Qian’s heart felt like it was being twisted by a knife.

“I will compensate you.” He gave her a deep look and then turned and left.

When the door closed, Shen Wan’s previously hidden vulnerability gave way to sharpness, and there was no trace of tears left in her eyes. She comprehended the regret in Shen Qian’s gaze and grasped his involvement in the situation.

Good!

Very good!

She would just ride on this situation and use it to her advantage!

The next day, Shen Qian personally brought breakfast to Shen Wan’s room, much to the surprise and astonishment of their family members.

At the same time, there was a half-filled glass of lukewarm water.

“Eat.”

Shen Wan lowered her head, looking at the white pills he had spread out in his hand, and she sarcastically smiled. “The same trap, no one is foolish enough to fall for it a second time.”

Shen Qian felt stiff all over; her words sliced open a bloody wound in his heart, exposing her guarded stance.

“These are contraceptive pills.”

“Take them away.”

“Wan Wan, be obedient…”

“I told you to take them away!”

“Do you intend to bear that man’s child?!” Shen Qian’s eyes were bloodshot, and the weariness on his face was unmistakable. It was as if he had aged three years overnight.. His hands, gripping the girl’s shoulders, quivered, resembling a trapped beast, crafting his own cage, becoming a captive of his own making!