Wei Yumeng’s heart trembled as she heard him, a warmth flooding her chest, and she suddenly felt a pang of guilt.
“Zhan Mohan, you don’t have to do this. I…”
She felt as though she was betraying him more and more. He was so good to her, yet the child in her belly…
Zhan Mohan placed a finger on her lips.
“Shh… Wei Yumeng, don’t think too much of it. I’m not asking you to abort the child in your belly, it’s because it could very well be mine. If the paternity test comes back as Xin Ran’s, I won’t let it slide.”
It was tantamount to saying that if the child was his, great, everyone would be happy. But if not, he wouldn’t allow this child to appear in the Zhan family, nor would he cover for her. He wasn’t that magnanimous.
Her current situation wasn’t just giving herself a chance, but also giving her one.
Wei Yumeng nodded thoughtfully, "Alright."
They would cross that bridge when they came to it. It wouldn't be good to argue with Zhan Mohan about the child again now, especially since he had made such a significant concession.
She couldn't be too ungrateful.
The two returned to the Zhan residence from the hospital. Wei Yumeng knew she was walking into a barrage of criticism, but for the sake of the child in her belly, she had to persevere.
As they approached the main hall, Zhan Mohan’s warm palm enveloped her icy cold hand. His deep gaze rested on her pale face, and he could tell she was very nervous.
“Don’t be scared. I’m here.”
Wei Yumeng nodded, "Mm."
In the living room, not only was Wen Yulan present, but Feng Shiming, and even Old Master Zhan and Jiang Sirui were there, which surprised Wei Yumeng.
It seemed the Zhan family intended to accept Jiang Sirui as a daughter-in-law.
No one cared that she had left Zhan Mohan during his most difficult times. What mattered to them was finding a woman who could quickly replace her, someone Zhan Mohan wouldn't strongly object to, and that person could only be Jiang Sirui.
As for what the future held, no one knew, but it certainly wouldn't involve her.
The moment Jiang Sirui saw Zhan Mohan, she eagerly stepped forward and linked her arm with his.
“A’Han, why are you only back now? I’ve been waiting for you for so long. I saw a particularly beautiful tie at the mall and thought it would suit you very well.”
As she spoke, Jiang Sirui took out a gift box from her bag. Wei Yumeng recognized the packaging from the side and knew it was expensive, definitely beyond her means.
Zhan Mohan didn’t seem in the mood to look at the tie at the moment. He pulled Wei Yumeng directly towards Old Master Zhan.
“Grandfather.”
“Kneel!” Old Master Zhan roared in anger.
Zhan Mohan immediately knelt on the ground.
Zhan Mohan had always been filial towards Old Master Zhan. Normally, as long as it wasn’t a matter of principle, he would comply. Moreover, he could understand why his grandfather was angry.
This time, he had acted impulsively.
Jiang Sirui also quietly retreated, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. With Old Master Zhan present, no one dared to speak.
Old Master Zhan pointed his cane at Zhan Mohan, his face ashen with rage.
“Tell me, what exactly are you thinking! This woman was finally driven away, and now you’ve brought her back again!”
He was furious. He had initially wanted Wei Yumeng to marry in because a fortune teller said she could help A’Han stand up. Now that A’Han had no problems, and this woman hadn't fulfilled her duty as a wife in the slightest.
It had taken a long time for A’Han to finally decide to separate from her, and now, after such a short period, they were entangled again. This time, it was even more astonishing. Wei Yumeng was pregnant, and with a child from the Xin family.
This was outrageous.
Zhan Mohan did not argue with Old Master Zhan. With a humble demeanor, he first admitted his mistake to his grandfather.
“Grandfather, I admit, this time it’s my fault. But I’m not divorced from her yet, she’s still my wife. I…”
“Zhan Mohan! Are you crazy? You used to be a decisive and resolute person. Now? Now you’re falling for a woman, letting her become your stumbling block.”
He had high hopes for Zhan Mohan. The efforts of generations of their ancestors, he was prepared to hand them over to Zhan Mohan. Yet, he was now acting rashly, willing to ruin his future for a woman.
Wen Yulan, standing nearby, was also a little displeased. Of course, it wasn’t entirely displeasure, but rather her own selfish motives. If Wei Yumeng married into the family, she would surely become a troublemaker for the Zhan family. How could she allow a troublemaker to remain in the Zhan family?
“A’Han, you can’t be too influenced by her. No matter how much you like this woman, she’s currently carrying a child from the Xin family. It might not matter to you alone, but can you let the entire Zhan family bear the consequences of your foolish actions? If this gets out, how will we be able to show our faces in the future? Besides, Yichen isn’t even married yet. If you act like this, how will people view Yichen and the others in the future?”
She didn't care about anything else, but it absolutely could not affect her son.
Feng Shiming also sided with Wen Yulan, accusing Zhan Mohan of his behavior.
“Brother Mohan, this woman has betrayed you before. Let’s not say anything else. But now, she slept with another man and is carrying Xin Ran’s child. How can you possibly want a woman like this?”
Old Master Zhan’s stance was also firm: “No matter what, I absolutely will not allow you to associate with this woman again. Go to the Civil Affairs Bureau immediately and get a divorce. Whose child it is in her belly is her problem, it has nothing to do with you!”
“Grandfather, I can agree to everything else, but divorcing her, I can’t do it!”
“Scoundrel!”
“Brother Mohan…”
“A’Han!”
“Zhan Mohan!”
Amidst the simultaneous screams of three women, there was also the crisp sound of a slap.
Zhan Mohan’s face was half turned to the side from the impact.
Feng Shiming, agitated like a grasshopper on a hot pan, said, “Brother Mohan, just agree to Grandfather’s wishes. Being with this woman will have no good outcome. She will only ruin you.”
Jiang Sirui, enraged, directly shoved Wei Yumeng.
“Wei Yumeng, I’ve truly never seen such a shameless woman. A’Han has gone this far for you, why can’t you just leave him!”
Seeing Wei Yumeng being shoved, Zhan Mohan turned to help her.
“Don’t you dare!” Old Master Zhan barked.
Wei Yumeng pursed her lips tightly, her voice trembling, “I’m fine. You don’t need to worry about me.”
She stood up straight and then said to Old Master Zhan, “Old Master Zhan, if there’s anything, you can aim it at me. You don’t need to make things difficult for Zhan Mohan. It was I who insisted on being with him, I who pestered him. I will bear all the responsibility.”
Old Master Zhan hadn’t expected Wei Yumeng to be so bold, a complete change from how she was when she first married in.
“Fine. I’ll see how you plan to bear this responsibility.”
Zhan Mohan held the back of her hand and shook his head. Wei Yumeng gave him a reassuring smile, her lips curving upwards.
“You’ve always protected me before. This time, it’s my turn.”
She pushed away Zhan Mohan’s hand and looked at Old Master Zhan with a serious and earnest expression.
“As long as you are willing to let Zhan Mohan and I be together again, I’ll agree to anything.”
Old Master Zhan let out a sarcastic laugh, “Is that so? Even if it means aborting the child in your belly, you’re willing?”