âImpossible!â Ling Yutong cried out. âShiting, youâre lying to me, right? You were the man that night! I called your name, and you didnât deny it! And the next morning, I saw the note you left! I recognized your handwriting!â
Ji Shiting frowned and said, âWhatâs was written on the note?â
âYou said...â Ling Yutong choked for a bit and continued,â You said... Even if I used my body as a bargaining chip, you still wouldnât be able to help the Ling family get through this. I knew then that it might really be over between us. â
The man she loved thought she was using her body as a bargaining chip. She was almost heartbroken, but she didnât explain herself in the end. She knew that Ji Shiting had already said that he wouldnât help the Ling family, so she would only be embarrassing herself even if she explained.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
After that day, she rushed to the bank and the court, hoping to save her father. Unfortunately, her father was still sentenced.
Ji Shiting had been watching from the sidelines.
And then she realized she was pregnant.
She had gone to see Ji Shiting for the last time, intending to tell him about the child, but her pride prevented her from saying anything, so she chose to break up.
She had thought that she would tell Ji Shiting about her pregnancy if he didnât agree.
However, she was disappointed.
Ling Yutong still remembered the manâs solemn expression. There was no reluctance in his eyes.
She couldnât help tearing up.
Ji Shiting saw how she was trying to control herself, so he paused for a bit and said, âObviously, someone imitated my handwriting and misled you.â
Ling Yutong clenched his fist and found it difficult to breathe. âNo... Impossible... Shiting, you must be lying to me!â
âIf it were me, I wouldnât have touched you at all that night.â The man looked at her and said calmly. âAfter all, I thought you had betrayed me. At that time, I wanted to break off the engagement with you, but something happened to your family, so I didnât mention it.â
Ling Yutong felt dizzy.
She looked at the manâs pitiful eyes and realized that he was telling the truth.
âBesides, itâs about your father,â Ji Shiting added. âIf he was framed, I might not mind reaching out to him even if I misunderstood you. However, heâs definitely guilty.â
Ling Yutongâs lips parted several times, but he didnât say anything.
It turned out that all her grievances and humiliation were all a joke. If she hadnât thought that the child was Ji Shitingâs, she wouldnât have given birth to Little Zheng so decisively.
The warm veil on that night in her memories was suddenly removed. Her blood turned cold at the thought that that man was just a stranger.
âWho... is it?â She said with a bitter smile. âWho is Little Zhengâs father?â
âIâm still investigating.â Ji Shiting thought for a bit. âYou spent a night with him after all. Perhaps you can give me some clues.â
Ling Yutong opened her mouth and bit her lips, âThere are no clues. I donât remember anymore!â