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With no other choice, she had to come herself.

“So, are you still going to stop me?” Ge Shanci was secretly delighted, thinking that even if she tried to stop her, Wen Rendong would likely disagree.

Lin Gantang looked at her with a peculiar expression: “Haven’t you heard?”

“Heard what?” Ge Shanci wondered what else she could say to stop her.

But Lin Gantang didn’t continue, her gaze deep and meaningful as she glanced at her: “Don’t pick the wrong father for the child.”

After saying that, she shook her head and walked towards her car: “Considering you’re pregnant, I’ll give you a heads-up. Better leave quickly. I fear he might slap you hard. Ah, why do people never think things through.”

Ge Shanci didn’t feel any real warning, just that she was being mocked.

When Lin Gantang got back in the car, Wen Yanqing asked her what happened. She told him the truth: “A foolish woman claiming to be carrying your brother or sister, wanting to be your mother.”

After hearing this, Wen Yanqing simply told the driver: “Let’s go.”

“But…” The driver felt conflicted: “She’s still in front of the car.”

Wen Yanqing said indifferently: “Just start the car and drive past her.”

The driver gingerly pressed the accelerator, feeling that Mr. Wen was far from his usual gentle self that day.

However, the driver worried needlessly; as soon as the wheels began to move, the woman had already quickly scrambled up from the ground and rolled to the side of the road.

As the car ran over her expensive handbag, Ge Shanci felt her heart bleed.

The car stopped in front of the main building, and Wen Yanqing asked, “Is the soft decoration in the villa completed? Let’s move there.”

Lin Gantang shook her head: “Give it another two or three days.” Because she hadn’t planned to live there right away, she had been furnishing it slowly, adding things as they came to mind.

Wen Yanqing didn’t want to live in the Wen family home anymore, didn’t want Lin Gantang to be disturbed by people like Liao Na and Ge Shanci, didn’t want their lives to be disrupted by one upsetting event after another, spoiling their mood.

He had grown up in a family with a clean emotional environment, and he didn’t want her to marry into his family only to be disgusted by money and lust.

As dusk nearly settled, Wen Rendong, who had been out for several days, returned.

Approaching the gate, he saw Ge Shanci’s figure.

Ge Shanci, without hesitation, once again blocked the car.

The car window lowered, and Wen Rendong asked impatiently, “Wasn’t the money I gave you enough? What are you doing here? Don’t be too greedy.”

Ge Shanci clung to the window: “Have you found another woman?”

“Is it your place to interfere in my affairs? We’re already finished,” he retorted.

Knowing he wouldn’t relent easily, Ge Shanci softened her tone: “Can you get out of the car? Let’s talk this over, and then I’ll leave.”

Seeing her meek tone, Wen Rendong ultimately couldn’t remain aloof and got out of the car: “Speak.”

“I’m pregnant, carrying your child,” Ge Shanci looked at him expectantly.

However, she saw no hint of delight in Wen Rendong, only an increasingly dark and ugly face, blacker and more unsightly than ink.

“Get lost!”

Wen Rendong shouted in anger.

Ge Shanci grabbed hold of him: “You don’t believe me? This is your child!”

Wen Rendong slapped her across the face, and Ge Shanci looked at him in disbelief, holding her cheek.

Wen Rendong enjoyed women fighting over him out of jealousy, but that didn’t mean they could scheme against him.

He knew he couldn’t father children, couldn’t let a seed take root and sprout; it was impossible, and of course, he wouldn’t tell the women in his bed. If Ge Shanci was pregnant, there was only one possibility: that she cheated on him with other men while being his mistress.

Trying to pin another man’s child on him.

Wen Rendong felt like his head was glowing with cuckoldry..