"Yaoyao, you're right. Sister Yi feels sorry for you. That woman is obviously the mistress, and she's a habitual mistress. How dare she lead people to cry thief?"
Chen Yao suddenly grabbed Chen Yi's hand and asked excitedly: "Sister Yi, what does "habitual mistress" mean? In addition to Sun Ruicheng, that woman has also been the mistress of other people? Tell me, what is going on, what did she do before!"
Chen Yi seemed to be hesitant to speak.
But seeing that Chen Yao looked pitiful, he gritted his teeth and finally gave in.
"In fact, these things are no longer a secret in the circle. The woman used to be from City A. When she was young, she started to be a mistress for others..."
Chen Yi told Chen Yao the truth she knew in bits and pieces. When Chen Yao finished listening, she felt that her whole world view was completely shattered.
"She...she has occupied someone else's husband and son for more than 20 years. Now that person is down and out, she comes out and tries to steal my husband from me?"
Chen Yao's eyes, which had been swollen from crying for a long time, opened wide.
His eyes were filled with disbelief and shock.
"How can there be such a shameless woman in this world? She even dared to bring people to school to slander me, and even dared to kill my child... kill my child..."
At the end, Chen Yao burst into tears.
At least I cried, even with tears streaming down my face, my eyes filled with tears were still filled with deep and unremovable hatred.
"Sister Yi, help me... Please, help me, okay? I want to expose this person, I want to avenge my child, even if it means a fight to the death, I will expose the true face of this woman to the public!"
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The other side.
Lin Tong, Sun Ruicheng and Lu Aitong went home in the same car.
In the car, Sun Ruicheng frowned and said nothing.
Although he didn't get angry with Lin Tong, he still felt resentful in his heart.
Chen Yao is fine, but the baby in Chen Yao's belly is a boy, and that is the only son of Sun Ruicheng.
Lin Tong kicked the child to death.
Even though Sun Ruicheng knew that he shouldn't be too obvious at this time.
But when facing Lin Tong, he could no longer love her with all his heart as before.
"Honey, what's wrong? Are you still mad at me?"
Sun Ruicheng was worried about Chen Yao's belly when Lin Tong suddenly came over.
"I'm sorry, if I had known earlier that the woman was pregnant with your child, I would definitely not have kicked her. It's all my fault. I kicked the child away..."
"Fool, where are you talking about?"
Sun Ruicheng suppressed his disgust, hugged her and said, "I am the one who is sorry for you... I lost control of myself and followed that girl..."
"What are you talking about! As a man, there is no man who doesn't like to go out and play. The key is to know how to concentrate and go home after playing outside. Don't worry, husband, I don't blame you. It's all because of those little sluts outside who are too cheap and like to pay for themselves."
"Yes, you are right. Actually, Chen Yao is an intern in my company. She took the initiative to tell me..."
"Hey, why are you still talking about the past?" Lin Tong leaned on Sun Ruicheng's shoulder and put her hand to cover his mouth.
"I know what kind of person you are. Don't worry, Aitong and I both believe in you."
“Xiaotong…” Sun Ruicheng held Lin Tong’s hand with a look of emotion, but his eyes did not want to linger on the half of her face covered with gauze.
A hint of hatred flashed across Lin Tong's eyes, but she immediately concealed it.
"By the way, the President will be holding a wedding ceremony next week. It will be inconvenient for me to attend, so let Aitong accompany you."
When Sun Ruicheng heard that he could attend the highest-level event in China, a smile immediately appeared on his face.
At this moment, Lin Tong became his favorite person again.
Chen Yao, who lost her child and was lying alone in the hospital, was forgotten by him.
Seeing the smile on Sun Ruicheng's face, Lin Tong knew that she had won this battle again.
But she didn't know that the trouble was not over yet.
The very next day, her real trouble came.
Continue (To be continued)