When Hehua, who was sent to the commune clinic, woke up, the room was empty. It was as if without her child, she had lost all value. This time, her last bit of affection for Jiang Beihua vanished.
She thought she'd never forget the kick Jiang Beihua gave her from behind, as if wanting her dead, even though the child was truly his. Yet, he believed those rumors.
Liu Yinghe probably doesn't understand how actions define a person. In other people's eyes, you've already lost credibility, so naturally, everything you say or do will be doubted by others.
It's simply that these two are of the same kind, the only difference is who's more sinister.
"Oh! Isn't this our famous beauty Hehua from ten miles and eight villages? Tsk tsk tsk, seeing you like this, it really makes one's heart ache!"
The sudden voice pulled back Hehua's wandering thoughts. When she met the person's gaze, an idea formed in her mind.
