"Please, no more, I beg you to stop talking," Ye Tianjiao pressed her hands over her ears.
Her face and eyes were filled with terror. She was on the verge of collapse. Anyone could tell that she was deeply shocked.
"What a pity. Such a small bundle without a proper form, I wonder which rubbish heap it will end up in once it leaves here."
"Enough," Ye Tianjing cut her off.
He took the object in the frame and tossed it at Ye Ranran’s face. "Don’t just pick up anything and say it’s my sister’s child."
The cold, coagulated blood ran down Ye Ranran’s face, the bloody lump of flesh rolled around her face before falling at her feet.
The smell of blood rose to her nose.
Seeing Ye Ranran in this state, Once let go of Ye Tianjiao. With a ferocious look on his face, he pointed his pitch-black gun at Ye Tianjing. The next second, the muzzle was pointed at Ye Tianjing’s head.
Just as he was about to pull the trigger, a cold and weak hand moved the gun away.
One quickly let go, and the gun ended up in Ye Ranran’s hands.
The somewhat heavy gun was a bit hard for Ye Ranran to hold, but she stubbornly gripped it.
Blood, thick as a spider web, covered her face, making her otherwise radiant face look extremely eerie.
"We are all civilized people, there’s no need to resort to knives and guns," Ye Ranran said, playing it off, and then she stuffed the gun back into One’s chest.
She glanced at Ye Tianjing, "I think I don’t need to explain the truth again. If you still don’t believe me or have any doubts, why don’t you ask the doctor? It will clear everything up."
"Your stomach still hurts, doesn’t it? Because the instruments were inside you. It’s not your first time experiencing this, you should be familiar with the feeling, shouldn’t you?", Ye Ranran ignored Ye Tianjing, she continued to torment Ye Tianjiao.
She hadn’t expected Ye Tianjiao to withstand so much, or maybe, she underestimated how much Ye Tianjiao could deceive herself.
Ordinary people would go mad as soon as they saw that thing, yet Ye Tianjiao managed to endure it for so long.
Having gotten this far, Ye Ranran decided to go all the way, she would intensify the drama.
This time, she was determined to make Ye Tianjiao go mad!
"AAAHHH!" Ye Tianjiao let out a scream of pain.
Ye Tianjing couldn’t care less about Ye Ranran. He rushed to Ye Tianjiao, holding her in his arms, "Don’t listen to her nonsense. The child is still in your belly, he’s fine, really, he’s fine."
Hearing Ye Tianjiao’s scream, their father hurried in from outside.
He was more at ease with Ye Tianjing taking care of Ye Tianjiao, so he had gone to see to their mother first.
He couldn’t believe that when he came back, he saw Ye Tianjiao acting like a madwoman.
"Give me back my child, give me back my child," Ye Tianjiao raised her arms, lunging at Ye Ranran.
Had she finally lost her mind? Ye Ranran had a smirk at the corner of her mouth. Good, very good indeed.
Finally, she was not the only one living in hell. Finally, she had some company.
The pleasure was divine, truly sublime.
After scanning the room, their father caught sight of the bloody thing on the floor and roared at Ye Ranran, "You demon, what have you done now?"
"I haven’t done anything. I just told your beloved daughter that what’s on the floor is her son. I didn’t expect her tolerance to be so low. She can’t even handle this."
Despite having suspected all along, their father was enraged beyond measure to hear Ye Ranran confirm his fears aloud.