Her eyes were filled with grief, but she couldn't provide any useful evidence. She could only keep repeating, "Madam, I'm not lying to you. I am truly innocent!"
Cheng Shihong brushed off Zhao Ying's hands, took a tissue to wipe her hands, and said slowly, "Whether you are pregnant or not is not up to you to decide. My son wouldn't be so foolish as to be manipulated by a woman, and the doctor who made the diagnosis is a long-time friend of mine. If you say so, are you claiming they conspired with you to put on a show to deceive me?"
Zhao Ying quickly shook her head, "But I..."
"Enough!" Cheng Shihong cut her off sharply, then gave a signal with her eyes to the two burly men standing in the middle of the living room, "From now on, this person has nothing to do with me. The money she owes you, I won't pay a penny. Just do as you should according to the rules."
