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Chapter 53 Scandals Travel Far and Wide

Upon hearing Wei Hong's words, An Min's gaze returned to Wei Hong's face, and the faint smile deepened.

That belly of hers probably had some kind of connection with that old postman a long time ago.

However, Anmin did not expect that Wei Hong's belly was so big, yet no one in the Wei family had noticed?
She leaned forward slightly, her voice so low that only the two of them could hear her.

"It looks like...it must have been three months, right? The northwest wind is strong, sis, you'd better be careful not to catch a cold."

Upon hearing this, Wei Hong's face instantly drained of all color, and even her lips turned a deathly gray.

She bit her lower lip, and her arms, which were wrapped around her stomach, tightened suddenly, making the bulge under her cotton-padded coat even more obvious.

Those harsh eyes now held only the panic of having their secret exposed; their pupils were bulging out of their sockets.

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

Wei Hong's voice suddenly became shrill and sharp, changing its tone.

With a hysterical tremor, as if someone were choking her.

Like a startled hedgehog, she took a step back, her back slamming against the wooden door frame.

The commotion drew the attention of those queuing nearby, who stared in bewilderment at the woman who had suddenly lost her composure.

An Min straightened up, the faint smile on her face disappeared, leaving only a calm expression.

She looked at Wei Hong's pale face and took a tiny step closer.

"That Mr. Wang at the post office seems like a pretty honest person."

An Min paused, then clearly uttered the name, and was pleased to see Wei Hong's body tremble again.

She tilted her head slightly, her gaze sharp as a knife, piercing straight into Wei Hong's panicked eyes.

"I just don't know what your aunt or your dad would say if they found out about this. What would they think?"

She spoke the last few words slowly, with a suffocating weight.

An Min's words struck at Wei Hong's Achilles' heel.

Wei Hong stared intently at An Min, but couldn't utter a single word.

She wanted to scream, to lunge at Anmin and tear her terrifyingly calm face apart, to curse her with the most vicious words...

But it felt like something was blocking her throat, making it hard for her to breathe.

An overwhelming fear gripped her heart like a hand, freezing her limbs and making even her fingertips numb.

Anmin's clear eyes, at this moment, seemed more chilling than ice in the dead of winter to her.

An Min didn't say anything more, but gave Wei Hong one last deep look.

His gaze was calm and serene, yet it carried a penetrating understanding and a hint of barely perceptible pity.

Then, An Min withdrew her gaze, tightened the strap of her handbag, and calmly walked past Wei Hong.

After watching Anmin leave, Wei Hong disregarded everything else and hurriedly ran home.

Only one thought remained in her mind: It's over! Anmin found out!

Just as An Min said, Qin Shulan and Wei Yaozong would never agree to her doing this.

Wei Hong was filled with regret. If she had been misled and given herself away, she wouldn't have ended up like this.

But what can Wei Hong do now that it has already happened?
She could only hope that the storm would come later, much later.

At home, Qin Shulan was sitting on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) sewing shoe soles, while Wei Yaozong was sitting with his legs crossed, flipping through an old magazine with curled edges.

Wei Hong burst through the door with a bang, her face deathly pale, her hair disheveled, and she emanated a chilling aura, startling both of them.

"Are you courting death?! All that panicking, are wolves chasing you?"

Qin Shulan frowned and scolded, her hands never stopping the needle and thread.

She couldn't stand Wei Hong's clumsy and unsteady manner.

Wei Hong's lips trembled, and tears streamed down her face. She suddenly knelt at Qin Shulan's feet, clinging tightly to her legs, her voice shaking uncontrollably: "Mom! Mom! Save me! Anmin... Anmin knows!"

"What do you know? Is the sky falling?"

Wei Yaozong impatiently closed the magazine; he hated women crying and sobbing the most.

"She knows...she knows..."

Wei Hong was both anxious and scared. Her fingers nervously dug into her lower abdomen under her thick cotton-padded coat, but she couldn't bring herself to say anything.

Qin Shulan's heart skipped a beat when she saw her daughter's unusual behavior.

She put down the sole of her shoe and glanced at Wei Hong's terrified face.

Then, following the hand she instinctively protected, I looked at the obviously abnormally bulky silhouette under her cotton-padded coat.

Wei Hong has gained some weight recently, which she attributed to her being a lazy young lady, but now...

An extremely terrifying thought suddenly gripped Qin Shulan's mind.

However, before Qin Shulan could do anything, Wei Yaozong stood up.

He suddenly reached out, not to help her up, but with a fierce force, grabbed Wei Hong's collar and pulled her up forcefully!
"Get up! Tell me! What exactly happened!"

Wei Yaozong's voice suddenly rose, sharp and piercing, carrying a terrifying aura of impending storm.

Her hands, rough and strong from years of hard work, were so callous that her fingernails almost dug into Wei Hong's cotton-padded jacket.

Wei Hong was terrified by Wei Yaozong's fierce appearance. Her body trembled violently, and she stammered, "I...I...I'm Master Wang...Master Wang from the post office..."

"What king?! Which bastard?!"

Wei Yaozong's face turned ashen, and a surge of anger rushed to his head.

"The post office... Old Wang, the mailman..."

Wei Hong's voice was barely audible, tinged with sobs.

Upon hearing this, Qin Shulan felt a surge of heat rush to her head, and her vision blurred.

The thing she feared most actually happened.

It was still about the old postman, the one she looked down on the most, the one whose woman had died.

A resounding slap, imbued with all of Wei Yaozong's strength and boundless rage, landed squarely on Wei Hong's face.

The force was so great that it knocked Wei Hong to the ground, half of her face instantly swollen and red, with blood seeping from the corner of her mouth.

"You shameless slut! You disgraceful piece of trash! You've completely disgraced our family! You've brought shame upon us!"

Wei Yaozong pounced on her like a madman, pounding her head and kicking her as she fell to the ground, uttering sharp and venomous curses.

"I'll teach you to cheat on me! I'll teach you to fool around with that old coffin-head! I'll teach you to come back with a bastard! I'll beat you to death, you shameless scum!"

Wei Hong was beaten until she curled up on the ground, protecting her head, face, and stomach, and cried out in a pitiful voice, begging for mercy: "Dad! Stop hitting me! Mom! Mom, save me, I was wrong! I was wrong! Waaah..."

Wei Yaozong was so angry that he was trembling all over, and no one could stop him.

Qin Shulan felt a pang of heartache seeing Wei Hong like this.

But she didn't want to get involved anymore. If people found out about this, her family would be drowned in spit.

"How many months?"

Wei Hong was stung by his poking, and feeling both scared and in pain, she cried out, gasping for breath, "Waaah...it's been...it's been more than three months..."

"Three months?!"

Qin Shulan gasped, and her vision went black again.

They're already this big?!

Coincidentally, just then, the gossipy woman from the family next door came over for a visit and overheard everything.

(End of this chapter)