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No! Will not!

How could this be! He's Tangtang's father, how could he say such a thing, so cold-hearted... Yan Ran opened the voice message again, listening to Zong Zhengqing's voice, which was so familiar yet now so unfamiliar, and kept denying it in her heart.

But her reason told her that these words really came from Zong Zhengqing's mouth.

"No, he must have some reason, it must be like this," Yan Ran muttered to herself, her gaze wandering, her face filled with shock and sorrow.

With that, she stood up, grabbed a few things and stuffed them into her handbag before rushing out.

"I need to ask him. He definitely didn't do it on purpose." Yan Ran's voice grew softer and softer, her expression pained. She didn't tell anyone that she had taken a taxi to Zong Zhengqing's company.

Downstairs at the Zongshi Building.

After paying the fare and getting out of the taxi, Yan Ran was about to enter the main gate when she saw a disheveled woman in a business suit stumbling out of the building.

Yan Ran habitually glanced around and realized that the woman was Lan Ke. She remembered that Lan Ke was more than a month pregnant, but now she was running in a disheveled state, and one of her high heels had been kicked off.

She was puzzled, but Tangtang's matter was obviously more important, so she bypassed Lan Ke and went into the elevator, thinking that she would ask Zong Zhengqing after she resolved this matter.

But Lan Ke grabbed his calf.

Yan Ran was filled with doubt and uncertainty. Before she could struggle, she saw Lan Ke's eyes shining brightly. Lan Ke leaned against her and hugged her thighs tightly with both arms.

"Let me go," Yan Ran scolded, frowning.

Lan Ke ignored him, increasing the force in her hands by three points. She shook her head like a madwoman, staring at the floor, and knelt down in front of Yan Ran.

"Madam Zong, please be magnanimous and spare me! I'm pregnant with Mr. Zong's child! You can't force me to my death."

She shouted loudly, each word like a thunderclap in Yan Ran's ears, and Yan Ran's outstretched hand, which was about to push Lan Ke away, froze.

She looked at the pregnant woman at her feet.

Although her makeup was ruined by tears, her beauty remained unchanged. She had excellent facial features, was intelligent and capable, and had a gentle personality. Yes, such a woman is indeed likable.

She's much more likable than this middle-aged woman.

Despite his extreme anger, Yan Ran showed no emotion. He simply pried Lan Ke's hands apart one by one with a sullen face, letting the woman slump at his feet.

"What's the use of begging me? It's not my child. Go find whoever's child it is!" After saying that, she turned to leave.

Yan Ran's heart was already ice-cold. She didn't even want to hear Zong Zhengqing's answer. She felt like the whole world was about to collapse. Was their previous happiness all a lie?

Was all of their past tales tainted with deception?

Lan Ke grabbed her feet again.

As if she were the victim of rape rather than a willing prostitute, the shameless woman burst into tears, shouting and screaming as she cried.

“That’s a descendant of the Zong family! Your daughter is already dead. If you want to think about Mr. Zong, you should protect his last descendant…”

"How dare you!" Yan Ran felt her heart filled with rage as she heard this lowly woman say the news of her daughter's death so easily, even with a hint of relief.

I just want you to have a miscarriage right now.

Such a vicious thought popped into her mind. Yan Ran grabbed Lan Ke by the collar and lifted her up a bit. Seeing the woman's terrified yet triumphant expression, she gritted her teeth and swallowed the thought down her throat with red eyes.

"Get out!" She threw Lan Ke to the ground and turned to leave.

They saw that a group of people who clearly worked at the Zong Group building had already gathered around. They didn't recognize Yan Ran, but when they heard the words "Mr. Zong" and "descendants," they looked at her with disdain and even muttered insults.

"Oh, I knew Lan was no good, always flirting with men."

"Who is this woman? Whose wife is she in our company? She's been cheated on."

A group of people were chatting happily, completely treating the suffering inflicted on those afflicted by the cold as a topic of conversation and a source of amusement.

Yan Ran's heart turned completely cold, as if it had shattered into countless tiny fragments. The wind whistled by, and she felt no anger anymore. She had already understood.

She was never a fool; her previous foolishness stemmed from love. But what about the love she believed in?

It was all betrayal! It was all lies!

She killed her own daughter, and her husband had already gotten another woman pregnant; she had even blessed that woman's marriage and future life.

How foolish, and ironic.

She has lived a life of what she thought was happiness for so many years, all while living a lie that everyone knew was true.

Lan Ke was still saying something, but Yan Ran didn't care anymore. She watched indifferently as the crowd dispersed, and saw Zong Zhengjing come out of the elevator. After seeing her, he rushed forward in a panic and slapped Lan Ke.

Lan Ke held her face and fell to the ground, remaining silent for a long time.

Zongzheng Jing also cursed her. Oh, right, he called her despicable and shameless.

But he just watched, allowing his brother, Yan Ran's husband, to have an affair with this shameless woman, even to the point of her pregnancy, without saying a word to Yan Ran.

It seems that Yan Ran, as a wife, doesn't need to care whether her husband has other women; that's her duty as a wife.

"Yan Ran, Yan Ran!" Zong Zhengjing called softly.

Yan Ran raised her eyebrows, her expression even showing a hint of mockery, and a sarcastic smile even appeared on her lips.

"You knew all along, so why did you lie to me with your brother?"

Zongzheng was speechless. He opened his mouth, his eyes filled with panic as he looked at Yan Ran.

Yan Ran had lost all hope. Zong Zhengjing had been honed in the business world for many years, and he would never have shown such an expression if this were not true.

"No, Lan Ke is because..."

"Why? What other excuse are you going to make up to lie to me? No, I should say what other excuses your brother is going to make up. Ah, prepare a few more. Lan Ke is not the first and certainly not the last." Yan Ran's tone became lighter and lighter as she spoke, as if she was really about to burst out laughing. She glanced at Lan Ke indifferently.

"But she still has a child. She'll have to rely on her son to gain status and be taken home as a concubine. However, if it's a boy, she'll be the eldest son; if it's a girl, she'll only be the second daughter..."

"Yan Ran."

Zong Zhengqing stood in front of her, slightly out of breath, his hair a little disheveled, but his expression was as gentle as ever, as if she had come to the Zong Group building not to confront him, but to have dinner and chat with him.

Such a gentle and refined appearance, with a pair of deeply affectionate eyes.

"No wonder he bewitched Lan Ke so badly."

"Don't you think so, President Zong!"