Chapter 610 - The child is not of my flesh and blood.

Chapter 610: The child is not of my flesh and blood.

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Could it be that she was pregnant with his grandson’s child?
The old man quickly grasped her wrist, a horrified look falling onto his grandson.
This lass was congenitally infertile, no?
How was it possible for her to have his child now?
Mu Yazhe, who had heard these words, was violently startled; his eyes widened slightly as his face turned cold.
This woman, just exactly what trick was she up to?
Pregnant?!
He did not remember touching her at all!
Hence, he said with disgust, “Mu Wanrou, don’t be pretentious.”
“I’m not!”
She tightly grasped the old man’s hand and nervously yet fearfully explained, “Grandpa, I only learned of this today, too. I originally intended to tell this good news to all of you, but Ah Zhe told me that he wants to break off our engagement – this piece of good news has since turned into bad news! I am really pregnant, though.”
Mu Yazhe finally realized the extent of this woman’s shameless.
He suddenly thought of that moment he was claiming the little woman last night, and just when it was intense, she abruptly broke down in tears and questioned him.
‘If I belong to you, then what about Mu Wanrou? Does she belong to you, too? Do you belong to her?’
Perhaps…
While he was abroad, this shameless woman had flaunted in front of his woman that she had his flesh and blood in an attempt to humiliate her?
Obviously, his woman believed it.
Was that why she mercilessly blacklisted his number, treated him indifferently, and ignored him?
She was so angry she would not let him touch her.
It was to the extent that she found him dirty, and it was all because she believed this deceitful woman’s claim.
He instantly figured out the whole matter, but his heart was slightly annoyed.
That stupid woman believed rumors so easily yet had so little faith in him…
She definitely needs a punishment!
Still, he did not expect this Mu Wanrou to jump into the fire pit herself.
It could be said that this was merely a stalling tactic. If so, then she was more scheming than his previous assumption; it was really tough to speculate how far she could go.
He had never once touched her. Nonetheless, right now, she was audaciously proclaiming that she had his child.
Was she not afraid that once the child was born, he would do a paternity test?
Perhaps, she was…
His eyes widened slightly and then turned frigid in an instant.
Was it that she never planned to let the child live at all?
Here, Mu Sheng noticed her fragility and helplessness; the heartache he felt was akin to him losing an immense amount of lifeblood for it to be fatal.
The old man promptly moved to comfort her. “Wanrou, don’t worry; grandpa believes you! Come and sit down quickly!”
He coaxed her into sitting on the sofa before he proceeded to sit himself next to her. After the astonishment passed, his face brightened. “Wanrou, what nonsense are you spouting? Being pregnant is a good thing! It is a blessing! Don’t you worry!”
He lightly patted her back and then turned to face his grandson, yelling, “What absurdity are you spouting?! Wanrou is pregnant with your child; isn’t that a fortunate thing?! What do you mean by ‘pretentious’? Speak properly, won’t you?! You don’t even know how to be a responsible man – truly ridiculous!”
Mu Yazhe frowned and coldly spat, “Grandpa, I have never touched her. Even if she is pregnant, the baby is unlikely to be mine.”
She felt a chill run down her spine upon hearing those words. Feigning sadness, she quickly covered her face and convulsed heartbrokenly. “Grandpa, forget it… forget it. Since he refuses to acknowledge this child, let’s just have it be gone!”