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Cheng Yang parted her arms from around him, then turned his face to Ling Snow and said, “Snow, your behavior today was way out of line. You deceived me! You’ve put me in a difficult position, and Xiaomeng is still all alone at the wedding.”

“Cheng, I know you don’t genuinely like her. Didn’t you once say that I was the one you liked the most?”

“Snow, that was in the past. Now Xiaomeng is carrying my child. Don’t worry about our past. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, you can come to me. I’ll do my best to help you.”

As Cheng Yang finished speaking, suddenly his phone in his pocket began ringing. He brought it to his ear, but before he could say anything, he heard his father’s furious voice on the other end.

“You b*stard, where did you go? Xiaomeng followed you and got into an accident. She’s in People’s Hospital undergoing emergency treatment. Hurry over.”

Before Cheng Yang could respond, his father hung up the phone.

Cheng Yang panicked upon hearing this and rushed outside without hesitation, hurrying to the hospital.

Outside the operating room, Mother Ye sat by Father Ye, her face filled with sorrow, but she kept repeating, “Nothing will happen… surely nothing will happen…”

Shu Pan’s eyes were red. She crouched down and held Ye’s mother’s hand, comforting her, “Xiaomeng is a good person. Nothing will happen to her.” She muttered these words softly, though deep down, she had no confidence whatsoever.

The image of Xiaomeng lying on the ground, blood slowly seeping out, staining her pristine wedding dress, was still vivid in her mind.

Knowing it was their son’s fault, Cheng’s parents had heavy expressions, not daring to say much, silently praying instead.

When Cheng Yang arrived, he anxiously asked, “Where’s Xiaomeng? How is

Father Ye suddenly stood up, mustered his strength, and slapped Cheng Yang hard on the face. An instant red mark appeared on Cheng Yang’s cheek.

Cheng Yang wiped his face and continued to inquire. Father Ye couldn’t hold back, “Xiaomeng deserves a better husband than you. Even if she agreed, we wouldn’t have.”

Shu Pan also reproached him, “You’re so disappointing, Cheng Yang. Xiaomeng loved you wholeheartedly for ten years. Even after you betrayed her, she still gave you a chance. But look at how you’ve treated her, making her a laughingstock at her own wedding.”

Cheng Yang remained silent, looking like a criminal awaiting sentencing. His parents saw their son being slapped, but they couldn’t show sympathy. After all, someone else’s daughter was still being treated inside due to their son’s actions.

Under everyone’s gaze, the lights outside the operating room finally dimmed. Before long, the doors to the operating room swung open. A doctor in a white coat emerged, and everyone hurried over.

The doctor removed the mask and said regretfully, “I’m sorry, we couldn’t save the child. The adult is temporarily out of danger now, but we’re concerned about potential after-effects from the accident, so she’ll need to stay for observation.”

Once the doctor left, Cheng Yang stood there stiffly, motionless. It was as if he had been deeply shocked. Suddenly, he punched the wall with his fist until his knuckles bled.

Then he crouched down, grabbed his hair, and couldn’t help but burst into loud sobs.

He knew it was over between him and Xiaomeng. She would never forgive him.

Why did he make such a mistake? He had ruined a once promising family.

Xiaomeng was wheeled out, quietly lying there, her face pale. Shu Pan couldn’t help but cover her mouth, crying out in pain.

How could Xiaomeng endure such a blow? Why would fate treat such a kind woman so harshly?