"Mo Bao..." Wen Ning murmured softly as if there was a lump in his throat.
"Mo Bao?" Zhu Yaoyao's eyes widened, "What Ning Ning are you talking about? What's wrong with Mo Bao! Is it him..."
At this time, an anonymous text message came through Wen Ning's cell phone: [You come alone, don't say I didn't give you a chance.]
She clicked on it and after reading it, the text message was automatically deleted and destroyed.
Her eyes were cold, and all the warmth in her body disappeared. She pretended to be calm and said, "It's okay. I'll go downstairs and buy some medicine."
"I'll go with you! I'm worried, you were so feverish just now that you were talking nonsense."
"No need to follow me, Yaoyao, you wait for me in the office."
Wen Ning returned, took a knife and voice recorder from the drawer, put them in his bag, and went downstairs alone.
There was a taxi parked next to the garbage disposal station behind the company building. The driver got out, checked Wen Ning's photo, and asked her to get in the car.
Wen Ning took a deep breath. It seemed that Xie Zhiyin was extremely cautious about this meeting.
Her mind was filled with thoughts of Mo Bao. Xie Zhiyin finally wanted to admit that she had kidnapped Mo Bao!
She looked straight ahead...
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The driver opened the door of the cafe.
The entire restaurant was deserted.
Wen Ning followed the driver to a private room on the second floor that was not by the window.
Pushing the door open and walking in, Xie Zhiyin's figure appeared in front of her eyes.
She was so relieved that she coughed lightly while holding her handkerchief. She looked up and saw Wen Ning's bloodless face and laughed slowly, "Sister, I thought you didn't dare to face me."
"The kidnapper who kidnapped my son was the accomplice who allowed your mother to shoot your biological father.
Why don't I dare to come to see you?
After all, in the end, it won’t be me who will be punished.”
Wen Ning stood at the door, speaking clearly.
Xie Zhiyin's little face changed color! The smile disappeared.
Her eyes glanced at the bag in Wen Ning's hand, and she coldly ordered the bodyguard standing beside her, "Search her."
The bodyguard came over, locked the door of the box, and forced himself towards Wen Ning.
Wen Ning's face darkened, he retreated to the chair and picked up the teapot on the table.
Xie Zhiyin said playfully, "Wen Ning, I advise you to cooperate, otherwise I won't say a word of what you want to know!
And you can leave."
As she spoke, she stood up lazily with a smile.
Wen Ning gritted his teeth, put down the teapot, reached out and threw the bag into the chair!
The bodyguard came over and searched her body.
After finding nothing, the bodyguard opened her women's bag and found a knife and a voice recorder inside.
"Second Miss!" The bodyguard turned around and handed the things to Sister Qi, "She has indeed prepared something."
Xie Zhiyin looked at the recorder sinisterly, "It's ruined."
The recorder was in the bodyguard's hand and shattered with a loud sound.
Xie Zhiyin's eyes returned to Wen Ning's cold face. She looked at Wen Ning sharply, raised her eyebrows and sat down, "Sister, there is no need to treat me as a fool.
Okay, we can sit down and talk calmly."
Wen Ning lifted up the chair and sat down, his gaze like a sharp weapon piercing Xie Zhiyin's face, "When will you hand over the calligraphy treasure?"
Xie Zhiyin narrowed her eyes leisurely, "You are still really impatient.
Let’s talk about Young Master Li!”
"No need to talk, I'll leave him to you. I don't want the money that was dropped in the latrine a long time ago.
You can pick it up if you like, as long as you can get it." Wen Ning said lightly.
In her words, she not only belittled Young Master Li, but also ridiculed Xie Zhiyin.
Xie Zhiyin could tell that she was mocking herself. Even if she was pregnant, she still couldn't win Young Master Li's heart!
Her smile gradually distorted, "You let him? What qualifications do you have to let him? You have been divorced a long time ago!
Do you think Brother Beichen really loves you?
If he really loved you, how could he get me pregnant?
I'm not afraid to tell you -
Every time he and I are intimate, even though he says your name, he is very happy every time!
He can't resist the youth, beauty and purity of my body.
I don’t feel like a failure because I successfully got pregnant with his child!”
Xie Zhiyin's sarcasm was like an invisible thorn that pierced into Wen Ning's body, causing a sharp sting.
He didn't touch Li Xiangwan before, but now he can't resist Xie Zhiyin.
Zhu Yaoyao repeatedly persuaded her, saying that there was something fishy about Xie Zhiyin's pregnancy, and maybe it wasn't Li Beichen's child.
But at this moment, she heard the truth from Xie Zhiyin's mouth.
They have been sleeping together for a long time, so why is it so strange that Xie Zhiyin is pregnant?
From the moment he saw the news, Wen Ning felt that he didn't care anymore.
But now, Xie Zhiyin's smile across from her still penetrated her hard.
She clenched her fists and sarcastically said to Xie Zhiyin, "Oh, you are so successful. You are so happy to be used as a substitute. This is the first time I have seen you.
In short, people who treat their faces like their butt can show off their nastiness wherever they go."
"You...!" Xie Zhiyin's face turned red, staring at her invulnerable little face, she sneered,
"Wen Ning, what about you, do you think you have failed?
You put your hope in Brother Beichen again and again, and you are soft-hearted to him again and again. You are looking forward to the day when he will look back and take you and your children seriously, right?
Hahaha...but what's the result?
You told him that I caused his mother to develop leukemia, so what!
After he found out I was pregnant, he was still willing to torture me.
He let me go! Mr. Li cherishes the grandson of the Li family in my belly very much. Li Zhenchen doesn’t like your two sons!
His father doesn't like it, do you think he will take it seriously?
Your sons are so pitiful, two abandoned sons..."
Wen Ning's breathing became rough, he picked up the cup next to him and splashed it in her face!
The cold water poured down Xie Zhiyin's extraordinarily weak face!
"Second Miss!" Sister Qi approached and stared at Wen Ning, ready to explode.
Wen Ning stood up, quickly crossed the table, grabbed Xie Zhiyin's collar, and she said word by word, "Aren't you pregnant?
You'd better be careful what you say, otherwise what if you have such a weak body and have a miscarriage here?"
"Hehehe... Wen Ning, if I have a miscarriage, you won't be happy!"
Xie Zhiyin's little hand touched her belly, gently stroking it with a half-smile, and a subtle light flashed in her eyes.
Wen Ning couldn't understand the meaning in her eyes.
She tugged on Xie Zhiyin's collar coldly, losing her patience, her eyes like swords, "If you keep showing off your pregnancy, do you want me to call Li Beichen and ask him to come and listen together, how did you sow discord?"
"
Xie Zhiyin's face paused, her eyes moved slightly, she looked at Wen Ning's dark pupils, and sneered, "I know you have been deeply hurt by the words in my mouth!
I'm just pretending not to care.
After all, Brother Beichen is treating me as a treasure now. How can a child still not erase the grudge between me and him?
If you want to save your son, that is your business alone, do you understand?"
There was an icy river flowing in Wen Ning's heart, and the water froze her blood and breath.
She said, "Do you admit that you kidnapped Mo Bao?"
Xie Zhiyin smiled and put her hands on the table. Her eyes were extremely cold, "Yes, I kidnapped your son!"
Her generous admission made Wen Ning's brows drop cold. She moved her hand to her chest, where a small recording pen was hidden.