The Useless Heiress Is Actually A Bigshot-Chapter 125 - A Slap

Chapter 125 -125 A Slap

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“Still young?”

Old Sir Zhong was even angrier when he heard Zheng Silin’s words, “Then do you know what your ‘still young’ daughter has done? She’s already pregnant out of wedlock. Is this what you call ‘still young’?”

As soon as these words were uttered, everyone in the living room was taken aback.

Even Zhong Jinghao, who had been very calm all along, had trouble keeping his composure now, and when he looked at Zhong Mengfan, who was kneeling there, his eyes were full of disbelief.

“Dad, are you telling the truth?” Zhong Minghao could hardly believe his ears, “You’re saying Meng Fan… she’s pregnant?”

Zhong Mengfan had suddenly been called out, and he knew that she must have caused some trouble again. But he had never imagined that it would be an issue of pregnancy before marriage.

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They had always been rather strict in raising their son because after all, he was to inherit the family business. As for their daughter, they had also been indulging her, thinking that after she got married, she wouldn’t have the same freedom, so they hoped she could live comfortably before getting married.

However, they had never expected that their indulgence would lead to such a consequence.

“Do you think I would joke about something like this?” Old Sir Zhong’s anger had not subsided, and he said, “Now she’s young and unmarried, and she’s already pregnant. How exactly do you, as parents, discipline your child?”

“It can’t be, Dad, Meng Fan definitely wouldn’t do such a thing,” Zheng Silin shook her head in denial, “Could there be some kind of mistake?”

“Yes, Dad, this is a serious matter,” Zhong Minghao also hurriedly spoke up, “I admit, Meng Fan can be quite reckless, but she doesn’t have the guts to do something like this.”

The couple couldn’t believe that their daughter would do something like this.

On the other hand, Zhong Jinghao, who had remained silent throughout and had not defended Zhong Mengfan, knew in his heart that his foolish sister was truly capable of such a deed. And since the grandparents chose to confront her publicly in front of the whole family, it meant that they were certain.

“You ask your fine daughter yourself.” Old Sir Zhong slammed the table and continued furiously, “See exactly what kind of ‘good deed’ she has done.”

“I didn’t.” Zhong Mengfan was defiant, but her eyes wandered, not daring to meet anyone’s gaze, “I’m not pregnant.”

She wanted to speak with righteous indignation, but even she wasn’t sure, and thus lacked confidence.

Such behavior immediately revealed a guilty attitude.

What else did Zhong Minghao and Zheng Silin not understand?

Their hearts sank instantly.

“It was you, wasn’t it?”

As if suddenly realizing something, Zhong Mengfan stood up abruptly, pointed at Zhong Niangyao, and accused, “Was it you who told Grandma and Grandpa? Wasn’t it? Zhong Niangyao, you’re truly despicable, to smear and slander me behind my back like this.”

Zhong Niangyao, who was suddenly named, wasn’t too surprised. She had anticipated being blamed by Zhong Mengfan before she even spoke out.

She nodded her head, then spoke calmly, “I was the one who said it, so what? As for slandering, that’s too harsh a word—I simply told the truth. Zhong Mengfan is indeed pregnant. And—”

At this point, Zhong Niangyao’s gaze fell on Zhong Mengfan’s lower abdomen.

Immediately, everyone’s eyes in the room involuntarily followed and landed on Zhong Mengfan’s abdomen.

So many intense gazes made Zhong Mengfan feel like she was on pins and needles. Just as she was about to burst into curses again, her face turned ghostly pale at the words that followed.

“This child is destined to be born; you absolutely cannot have an abortion.”

While everyone was already shocked about Zhong Mengfan’s pregnancy, hearing Zhong Niangyao say that the child must be born made their expressions even more telling.

“Nianyao, don’t talk nonsense.” Zheng Silin looked at Zhong Niangyao, her eyes warning, “Meng Fan isn’t pregnant at all; you can’t slander her like that.”

“Great Aunt, whether Zhong Mengfan is pregnant is easy to find out, isn’t it?” Zhong Niangyao said with a slight smile, “Just go for a checkup at the hospital. Of course, if you don’t want others to know, you could also ask the family doctor to come and check.”

“As for whether this child must be born, the doctor will tell you, and I won’t say more.”

After speaking, Zhong Niangyao turned her head and looked at Zhong Mengfan with a piercing gaze, as if she could see through all her secrets, “Zhong Mengfan, could it be that you really want to be with that so-called boyfriend of yours?”

“You have a boyfriend?” Zhong Minghao’s face tightened, “When did you get a boyfriend? What does he do? And—”

By the end, he was almost grinding his teeth, “Are you really pregnant or not?”

What he cared about most was the last point.

As Zhong Mengfan faced everyone’s staring, she felt almost suffocated by the pressure. She wanted to defend herself, but her mind was a blank, and she could only shake her head with a sobbing voice, “I don’t know, I really don’t know anything. Don’t push me, none of you push me.”

Looking at Zhong Mengfan in this state, what was there for everyone else not to understand? It seemed that the matter was indeed true, and Zhong Mengfan was really pregnant.

Zhong Minghao and Zheng Silin’s expressions immediately became very somber, their gazes towards Zhong Mengfan almost murderous.

Zhong Mingyu and Zhong Mengxuan, who had always been spectators, had never spoken from the beginning to the end. But from the slight rise of their lips and the disdain in their eyes, it was clear that they were reveling in the misfortune.

Of course, they weren’t going to speak up at this time, to avoid the risk of drawing any blame or blood on themselves.

Zhong Jinghao pressed his lips tightly together, suddenly stood up, pulled Zhong Mengfan over, and then raised his hand to deliver a slap, “Have you calmed down now?”

This sudden move caught everyone off guard.

Zhong Jinghao had remained silent all this time, and no one expected his first move to be a slap; it seemed he was not as composed as he appeared.