Chapter 472: I feel disgusted when I see her (II)

It had only been a few months since the two of them separated. No matter what, he and Han Ruochen had been together since the two of them were kids. The way Old Madam Han spoke to him was as if he did not even have the slightest connection with their family. Could it be that they had already found a man to marry Han Ruochen?

He recalled the rumours about a man coming to see Han Ruochen at the docks. Was it that man? One of his friends told him that the man was really good-looking! Even better than him.

"Grandma Han, there is no need for you to make your stance so clear with me, right? I mean, Ruochen and I have been engaged for years. Even if I made a mistake there—"

"What do you mean by that you made a mistake?" Old Madam Han rolled her eyes and interrupted him from speaking any further. "You cheated on my granddaughter with her own sister. Is this something that could be forgotten and forgiven?"

Yang Jianming was about to say something when his mother came rushing. "Jianming? Do you know? It’s that bitch, Han Ziyan. Her body is covered in blood. I reckon that she is having a miscarriage. I already told you that the woman was not a good one. Look, she was pregnant before marriage—"

Yang Jianming’s expression turned sombre when he heard that Han Ziyan was having a miscarriage. His awkward expression was caught by Old Madam Han, who thought of what had happened between Han Ziyan and Yang Jianming. Strictly speaking, she had only heard about Yang Jianming getting close to Han Ziyan. Her eyes narrowed, and she stated coldly, "Madam Yang, what are you rejoicing over? That’s your grandchild who is dying. How can you be so happy over the loss of your own child?"

Mother Yang was quite happy when she ran into Han Ziyan on the stretcher and, after finding out that all that blood down her body was due to a miscarriage, when she heard Old Madam Han say that the child belonged to their family, she was so angry that she started to spit fire from her mouth. "What do you mean? What does that bastard with that bitch’s blood have to do with my Jianming? How dare you connect the two of them!? Don’t even try to pin that bastard on the head of my son."

She shrieked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

Old Madam Han, however, was calm as a cucumber. So what if she did not have any evidence? She had many ways to make Yang Jianming confess with his own lips that he was the father of that child. She calmly curled her lips in a sneer before saying, "Do you think I am lying? I heard it from Ziyan herself." She then turned to look at Yang Jianming before saying, "Of course, this is not something that can be investigated in a day or two. But I will definitely investigate this matter till the end. Once Ziyan is all well, I will take this matter to the police and file a case against your son and family for committing the act of hooliganism."

"No, you cannot!" Yang Jianming had little trust in Han Ziyan to begin with. When he heard Old Madam Han say so confidently that he was going to bring this matter to the police, he was scared silly. He had already been to the police station once, and he had no intention of going back to that place ever again. So when he heard Old Madam Han say that she was going to the police station, he instinctively reacted.

Mother Yang was filled with confidence. But when she heard Yang Jianming’s exclamation. Startled, she turned to look at her son with a shocked look. What was going on? Did her son not break up with Han Ziyan? How come the two of them were entangled once again?

She was simply stunned for a moment before she reacted. Her son had lost his mind! What did he mean? Why did he impregnate that bitch of all people?

She was very unhappy. "Jianming! What nonsense are you saying? How can you admit such a thing?"

Han Ziyan was pregnant with her grandchild? She would never accept that woman as her daughter-in-law.

However, before she could say anything else, a stretcher bearing Han Ziyan came running past them, taking her to a separate operating room. Meng Yunhan and Han Yong arrived soon after, and when Meng Yunhan saw the people from the Yang family standing in front of the operating room, she recalled how Madam Yang had mocked her earlier. Her temper ignited, and she glared at the woman. "What are you doing here? How dare you come here? Are you here to mock my daughter?"

She thought that Madam Yang and Yang Jianming were there to laugh at Han Ziyan, but as soon as she finished speaking, Old Madam Han laughed lightly. "Why are you getting angry? Yunhan, these are your new in-laws. Don’t you know that Ziyan is pregnant with Jianming’s child? You must have skipped that little detail when we were talking."

Meng Yunhan was stunned out of her wits when she heard Old Madam Han’s response. She blinked her eyes and then slowly turned to look at Yang Jianming. She waited for him to refute Old Madam Han’s remark, but when he did not, she jumped up first. "No! There is no way; he is lying. He knows that no good woman would marry him; that’s why he is trying to drag Ziyan down. Mom, you cannot believe everything that he tells you."

Old Madam Han glanced at Meng Yunhan as if she were looking at a fool. But before she could say anything else, Mother Yang rushed forward and scratched Meng Yunhan’s face several times. "You are the one spouting nonsense! We all know what kind of person your good daughter is. She seduced her own sister’s fiancé and then got pregnant; if anything, it is she who is dragging my son down. Because of her, my son lost his good job!"

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I have given birth!!