Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 107 - 105: Aborting the Baby, Sending Her Abroad
Jiayi had not expected Huo Zhenyang to be considering this.
Four months...
So, was she supposed to wait for four months?
If, after four months, the data proved that the child in Mu Qingran’s womb was indeed Huo Zhenyang’s biological flesh and blood, she would feel like a fool.
Why should she make herself so humble?
At that moment, Yao Zhenru frowned and spoke up, "Are you trying to shirk responsibility now? Fine, if the test proves it’s your child, what do you plan to do!"
"Even if it is mine, so what? The woman who has my child isn’t limited to her alone." Huo Zhenyang’s grip tightened, and he pulled the girl in his arms a few inches closer, a hint of devilish charm flashing in his eyes, "You can too, right, baby?"
At this time, Jiayi was not in the mood for his jokes and gave him a subtle push, to no avail.
Huo Tianpei was still somewhat composed, his expression stern as he halted Yao Zhenru’s ranting and turned to his son, "Zhenyang, your stepmother is right on this point. No matter what, the child she is carrying is the eldest grandchild of the Huo Family. What are your intentions?"
Before he could finish, the man’s lips were already curling into a thin, chillingly cold sneer, "If you must know my opinion, I have only two suggestions: abort it, then send her abroad."
"You—" Yao Zhenru was nearly faint with anger, her eyes pleadingly turning to Huo Tianpei. She sneakily pinched her thigh hard, squeezing out tears, "Patriarch, you can’t just let Zhenyang do as he pleases! The child in Qingran’s belly... is your grandchild after all..."
Just then, a "clang" resounded from upstairs—the sound of glass shattering on the ground.
Everyone looked up following the noise, only to see Mu Qingran, clad in a loose nightgown, having emerged from the bedroom at some unknown time, evidently having heard the man’s heartless rejection. Her complexion was ghastly pale, her eyes brimming with tears, and the glass she had been holding lay shattered on the floor in pieces.
Jiayi had not expected Mu Qingran to be there, too. By her attire, she must have been staying at Huo Garden.
Indeed, even if Huo Tianpei favored her greatly, he would not overlook his own grandson.
The importance of offspring to these wealthy families was self-evident.
Especially the Huo Family, with its thinning lineage, having only two sons.
And both sons had not yet married or had children to date. In Huo Tianpei’s eyes, the child in Mu Qingran’s womb was naturally more precious than the natural stars and moon.
Upstairs, Mu Qingran’s body slightly swayed a couple of times, as if she could no longer hold herself up, and she slid down along the wall, landing on the ground with a thud.
"Qingran—" Yao Zhenru cried out dramatically, and with a sprint, she ran up the stairs.
Several maids in the living room also hurriedly followed the lady to help Miss Mu.
Fearing that something might happen to Mu Qingran’s child, Huo Tianpei wasted no time, barking an order, "Elder Ou, call the family doctor!" And with that, he went upstairs himself.
The Huo Family became a chaotic mess due to Mu Qingran’s unborn child.
Huo Zhenyang paid no mind to the commotion around him as his eyes intently fixed on the girl beside him.
He had solemnly declared before the old patriarch and the entire Huo Family that only she was fit to be the Huo Family’s young madam and that no other woman could intervene no matter what.
This little miss, what more did she have to be angry about?
The maid standing by couldn’t help but draw in a sharp breath. She had always known the young master to be cold-hearted, but she had never imagined he could be this ruthless.
Upstairs, the woman carrying his child still didn’t know whether she was safe or not, yet he showed not the slightest sign of worry. His eyes were fixed only on Miss Jiayi before him.
Twenty minutes later, silence finally descended upon Huo Garden.
The baby Mu Qingran was carrying was safe, and the family doctor had left,
Yao Zhenru was weeping and keeping vigil by Mu Qingran’s side, while Huo Tianpei had gone downstairs.
As soon as he descended the stairs and saw Huo Zhenyang and Jiayi sitting on the sofa in the living room on the first floor, Huo Tianpei thought it over and finally made up his mind. Standing at the corner of the staircase, he said, "Jiayi, come to my study, I have something to tell you."
Jiayi hesitated for a moment and was about to stand up when her hand was pressed down.
Huo Zhenyang held her hand firmly and spoke for her, "Dad, I’ve said all that needs to be said. It’s late, we should be going."
"Zhenyang, do I not even have the right to speak a few words with Jiayi?" Huo Tianpei said, displeased.
"Uncle, it’s okay, I’ll go." Jiayi pulled her hand away from his grasp and walked straight upstairs.
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In the study.
Huo Tianpei sat behind the desk by the window, with the smoke from his cigar slowly rising from his lips and a deep furrow in his brow.
The atmosphere had never been this heavy when he was with the old master.
Jiayi could clearly sense that the old master’s gaze upon her had grown strange and distant, even laced with doubt and distrust, no longer as warm as before.
"Jiayi, do you know why I’ve asked you here?" Huo Tianpei put aside his cigar and finally spoke.
"No matter the reason, please just say it, Uncle," Jiayi said, straightening her slender back before the old master, her lips set in a faint smile, like a bud about to bloom—clean, quiet, elegant, irresistibly invoking a desire to protect.
Huo Tianpei was surprised by her composure and couldn’t help feeling a touch of admiration.
From the first time he saw this girl, he felt she was different. Though she looked only seventeen or eighteen, still retaining a bit of youthful tenderness, her knowledge, the way she handled affairs, and her behavior seemed to transcend her peers.
At this moment, his feelings remained the same.
"Jiayi, you and Zhenyang initially pretended to be boyfriend and girlfriend to appease me, right?" Huo Tianpei fixed his eyes on the girl.
Jiayi didn’t expect that the old master already knew about this. After a few seconds of silence, she nodded and apologized, "Yes, Uncle, I’m sorry."
She realized why the old master was cold to her—it was because he knew about this.
She didn’t blame the old master; he had always treated her genuinely, so of course, he would be angry upon discovering she had intended to deceive him from the start.
The fact that he could calmly sit down and talk face to face with her, without immediately sending her away, showed his magnanimity.
Huo Tianpei waved his hand dismissively, "All right, no need to apologize. I can let bygones be bygones regarding the past. Moreover, I can see that, regardless of the past, Zhenyang truly wants to be with you now. Since my son likes you, I don’t want to oppose it. However, Qingran is carrying Zhenyang’s flesh and blood. This child is not only Zhenyang’s but also my own grandchild. And as you can see, our Huo family is short on male descendants. I only have these two sons. So, this child is not something he can abandon just because he says so. I will never allow this child to be aborted or to be born without a name, regarded as an illegitimate child. I have two suggestions now."
