Wei Yumeng was stunned, and the two maids beside her were also startled. They really didn't expect that in this day and age, someone would slap themselves on the face.
Zhan Mohan stood by, indifferent, his expression growing even more unpleasant and grim.
Yin Fang saw that although Wei Jin was kneeling, she showed no reaction. She grabbed her hand and slapped her face again.
Wei Jin had no choice now but to follow Yin Fang's lead.
Wei Yumeng, however, couldn't bear to see this scene and became angry.
"You can stop your pretense. If you thought this from the beginning, why did you hire someone to kill the child in my womb? No matter how much you beat yourselves up, I will never forgive you. And why would you put on such a show to feign seeking my forgiveness? Isn't it just because my husband wants to avenge me and bankrupt the Wei Corporation?"
"I have no reason to disagree. You've never treated me as a member of the Wei family anyway. The fate of the Wei family has nothing to do with me."
This time, Wei Yumeng gave Yin Fang and Wei Jin no leeway, her face showing indifference and distance.
Yin Fang and Wei Jin were completely bewildered. They truly did not expect Wei Yumeng to say such things. In their impression, Wei Yumeng had always been rather weak.
If they had said a few soft words, she might have softened. After all, they were related by blood. But now, they had gone this far, and there was not a hint of hesitation on her face.
Why was this woman like a changed person after such a short time?
This was completely out of character for Wei Yumeng. What was going on?
Yin Fang and Wei Jin were now truly panicked. Sweat trickled down their temples and necks. They were genuinely nervous, not just pretending. Wei Anguo was currently negotiating a contract with another company, and it was rumored to be making progress. If the company went bankrupt now, what would happen? Wei Anguo would surely want to kill them.
Seeing that Wei Yumeng had no intention of forgiving them, Zhan Mohan saw no need to prolong the situation and directly asked them to leave.
"Please escort them out. If they refuse, call the police!"
Zhan Mohan always acted decisively and without any hesitation.
Wei Jin was so scared that she scrambled to Wei Yumeng's feet, pitifully grabbing her trouser leg, her previous arrogance gone.
"Sister, I beg you, I was really wrong this time. Please forgive me. Your child is safe now, isn't it? For the sake of your child, please forgive me this time. I'll never dare to do it again."
Wei Yumeng coldly shook off Wei Jin and sneered, "Do you think bringing up the child now will make me less angry?"
It was better when Wei Jin didn't mention the child. The moment it was brought up, she was flooded with memories of how she had endured, the panic, the shock, the worry. She hadn't collapsed because she couldn't afford to. If she had, what would happen to the child? Would she just let those people harm her unborn baby?
She could only feign strength and composure. Fortunately, Zhan Mohan appeared in time, or she truly wouldn't have been able to leave that room safely.
Therefore, Wei Jin only managed to ignite her anger further.
She urged the servants nearby, "Please escort them out!"
The two maids hurried forward, each taking an arm of Yin Fang and Wei Jin, preparing to drag them out.
Wei Jin and Yin Fang tried to struggle, but the maids were larger and stronger than them. In the end, they could only watch as they were dragged out of the apartment.
Wei Jin and Yin Fang were thrown to the ground, their arms scraped. Yin Fang tried to go forward again, but the door was already closed. No matter how much they shouted, no one inside was willing to open it for them.
Wei Jin said beside her, "Alright, Mom, no matter how much you say now, they won't open the door for us anymore."
Yin Fang looked miserable, sitting on the ground, completely disregarding her image. What image did she have left to care about? If the Wei Corporation went bankrupt, she wouldn't even have food to eat. How could she care about such things?
She regretted it deeply now, regretting ever offending Wei Yumeng.
Yin Fang was almost going crazy, "What do we do now? If your father finds out about this, our family will be ruined."
"This Wei Yumeng is too ungrateful. Mom, we must find a way to separate them. If Zhan Mohan continues to treat Wei Yumeng so well, it won't be good for us."
But if the two of them separated, everything would change. Firstly, Zhan Mohan would no longer stand up for Wei Yumeng, and the Wei Corporation would have no problems.
Yin Fang's mind was blank, "What's the use of you telling me all this now? You should think of a solution."
"Isn't Wei Yumeng's mother still in the hospital? She's her only relative. If something happens to Gu Shuyi at this time, do you think Wei Yumeng will be able to keep the child if she gets overly emotional?"
Everyone knew that pregnant women were most susceptible to strong emotions, and Wei Yumeng had previously shown signs of miscarriage. She was more prone to miscarriage than anyone else.
If her child was gone then, Zhan Mohan would be blamed. Who else could be?
As expected of mother and daughter, Wei Jin's suggestion made Yin Fang immediately understand.
"You mean, we let Gu Shuyi... and then something happens to Zhan Mohan..."
"This is the only way now."
Besides this, she really couldn't think of anything else.
Yin Fang still felt a little apprehensive, "Looking at Gu Shuyi's current condition..."
"Her current condition is already very poor, relying entirely on machines and medication to sustain her life. If they are cut off, she will only have death to face. And she probably won't last much longer. I've already inquired at the hospital. It's not a big problem."
Wei Jin had had this idea before, and it was the only way to make them break up.
She had lacked the courage before, but now that things had come to this point, and Wei Yumeng had pushed them this far, she couldn't worry about it anymore.
Yin Fang pondered for a moment. She felt that this method, though risky, was not entirely impossible. At least it could salvage the current situation.
"Alright, then let's go back and plan."
The two of them then left the apartment.
The maids watched from the window, then drew the curtains and turned to Wei Yumeng and Zhan Mohan.
"Madam, Sir, those two have left."
Zhan Mohan's gaze remained cold, showing no signs of easing. He instructed the maid.
"Go and get the medical kit."
As soon as he spoke, Wei Yumeng knew what he was going to do and quickly replied.
"No need, these minor injuries are really nothing."
"Listen to me." Zhan Mohan gently pressed her shoulder, which she was trying to lift. Although his face was cold, his voice was incredibly soft.
Wei Yumeng found herself unable to refuse him and finally sat down obediently, letting him apply medicine to her scratched arm.