Yang Minjing was startled, looking at Jiang Nuan and Mu Jiuchen walking over not far away.
Her red lips parted in surprise, her whole body trembling, her fingertips pinching her flesh hard, the pain making her a little clearer.
Jiang Nuan, Mu Jiuchen, how did they get here?
"Nuannuan." Meng Yuan looked at Jiang Nuan, tears streaming down her face. Seeing Jiang Nuan made her feel much better.
Jiang Nuan walked over and wiped away the tears from her face.
Looking at her, she frowned slightly with concern, "Yuan Yuan, why do you look so unwell? You've lost so much weight. Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Let me see."
Jiang Nuan took Meng Yuan's hand to check her pulse. Meng Yuan wanted to stop her when she heard Jiang Nuan's surprised voice, "Yuan Yuan, you..."
"Nuannuan, don't say it," Meng Yuan pleaded.
Jiang Nuan didn't say anything, just glanced at He Mingrun.
This man was lucky.
He Mingrun was stunned. What's wrong with Yuan Yuan?
"Nuannuan, tell me, what's wrong with Yuan Yuan?" He Mingrun was very anxious. Is Yuan Yuan sick?
Jiang Nuan looked at him, "Let's resolve things here first."
"What needs to be resolved? You said it, I haven't touched her, what does she have to do with me? Yuan Yuan is the most important thing now, I need to take her to the hospital." If Jiang Nuan didn't say anything, he would take Yuan Yuan to the hospital himself.
He scooped Yuan Yuan up horizontally and was about to leave.
Meng Yuan: "..."
She said angrily, "Put me down. Nuannuan is right, we need to resolve things here first."
He Mingrun put Meng Yuan down again.
He looked at Jiang Nuan and asked, "Nuannuan, help me, please."
He would not give Meng Yuan another chance to leave him.
His beloved, he only wanted to cherish her and not let her be hurt in any way.
Jiang Nuan looked at Yang Minjing and said, "Yang Minjing, that night, you and I were in the same hotel. You two didn't do anything. I stayed in another room and watched over you all night. And you two were drugged by me at the time. Your child is not He Mingrun's."
Yang Minjing held onto the wall to steady herself.
How could this be? How could Jiang Nuan know her affairs and watch over them all night? This woman, really...
Yang Minjing couldn't describe Jiang Nuan's actions.
Jiang Nuan took out her phone and opened a video for the reporters.
"There is a video here. He Mingrun was carried into a room by two men, and Yang Minjing only entered at the end. This is not what Yang Minjing said."
"The news reported a while ago that He Mingrun forcibly entered Yang Minjing's room, but the video was very blurry. This video is what happened that night."
"You're lying, Jiang Nuan. We have no enmity, why are you treating me like this?" Yang Minjing was no longer calm.
"The video in your hand must be fake, just to frame me," Yang Minjing roared hysterically.
Jiang Nuan looked at her quietly with her clear eyes. Her pupils were bright, as dark as ink, but very sharp, making people feel flustered. Yang Minjing lowered her head guiltily.
"We have no enmity, so I naturally won't frame you. You framed He Mingrun. Meng Yuan is my friend, and I will never let her be harmed."
"If you doubt the authenticity of the video, we can get it appraised."
"Also, let's talk about your pregnancy. You are indeed pregnant, but the child in your womb has nothing to do with He Mingrun."
"I have a video of you and He Mingrun's company's sales director having passionate moments by the window. I'll show it to everyone too."
Before Yang Minjing could stop her.
Jiang Nuan scrolled down the video.
Then, the screen displayed a scene that made eyes turn red and hearts pound.
"Your child should be his. His name is Ji Chenyu, and he is the director of the sales department."
"He is also the one who sold He Mingrun's company's secrets. We haven't made a move before, just to see what you would do?"
"Little did we know that by cooperating with those people, you dragged yourself into an abyss. You are merely stepping stones for them."
"Ahhh! It's not like that, it's not like that! The child in my womb is He Mingrun's. Why are you treating me like this?"
Yang Minjing looked at He Mingrun with a pained expression, her emotions shifting between grief, unwillingness, love, and jealousy. "Wuwuwuwu... He Mingrun, what's wrong with me? How am I inferior to Meng Yuan that you treat me like this? Why do you treat me like this?"
"I've liked you for so many years, can't you like me just once?"
"I just want to be with you, why is it so difficult?" Yang Minjing looked at He Mingrun painfully.
Even in her pajamas, this man was still incredibly handsome.
When she returned to the country as a child, every time she saw He Mingrun, looking at his handsome and elegant face, standing under the cherry blossom tree in their yard, he was aloof and otherworldly, like a character from a painting.
With bright eyes and moist lips, the young boy's face was radiant, and his voice was particularly charming.
She had liked He Mingrun very much back then and had vowed to marry He Mingrun since childhood.
She worked hard to study abroad and made herself more excellent.
However, he fell in love with a woman whose family background, appearance, and height were all inferior to hers.
How could she be reconciled to this?
Her childhood wish was ruined like this, and she couldn't accept this fact.
He Mingrun looked at her with ruthless indifference, his voice as firm as rock, "Yang Minjing, don't say that. I can't bear it. Liking someone is not possession, not scheming, not forcing your way, and certainly not seeking love in this manner."
"I have never liked you, nor have I ever given you hope. You stepped into the abyss yourself."
"Also, how can someone who truly likes a person accept intimacy with another? Your liking for me is merely unwillingness to accept what you cannot have."
"In fact, we knew long ago that you were plotting against me and Yuan Yuan. We let you cause trouble just to wait for the day you revealed your intentions. Your family is currently stuck in a project and urgently needs investment from my side. I know everything."
"Moreover, your family created the false impression that I was marrying you, signing several projects. If any of these project contracts are breached, your family will be finished."
He Mingrun's voice was very cold, his tone extremely penetrating.
Every word made Yang Minjing's heart pound.
Finally, unable to bear the blow, she fainted. Fortunately, her assistant was nearby and called for an ambulance.
Yang Minjing was sent to the hospital.
The entrance of He Mingrun's house was finally quiet.
He Mingrun looked at the tearful Meng Yuan and pulled her inside.
Mu Jiuchen also followed Jiang Nuan inside.
Why did he feel like He Mingrun had encountered something good?
The four of them sat on the sofa. He Mingrun only poured water for Meng Yuan, which made Mu Jiuchen a little unhappy.
Seeing beauty and forgetting friends, he could only get up himself and find a disposable paper cup to pour a cup of water for Jiang Nuan.
"Yuan Yuan, quickly, drink some warm water to warm your body."
Meng Yuan glared at him before taking the water and drinking it.
He Mingrun watched her drink the water and breathed a sigh of relief, but his nerves remained tense.
Meng Yuan felt uncomfortable. After drinking the water, she felt a little better.
He Mingrun looked at Jiang Nuan nervously, "Nuannuan, what's wrong with Yuan Yuan? Tell me the truth."