Chapter 12: A slap in the face for the sister who’s really talented

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Ye Anyao said weakly, “I’ve never blamed you for what happened. The Ye family originally belonged to you alone. When I joined the family, you were afraid that I would take away your assets, so you never liked me. I can understand that, but my child…”

Yang Wei cried out loud, “My poor daughter! Ye Beisheng, you’re so cruel! You wanted to kill your sister to get married to the Huo family and get your hands on their fortune?! Are you even human?!”

Ye Beisheng smiled.

“You animal, you’re actually laughing?!”

Ye Xingchong raised his hand and was about to slap her in the face. “Ye Beisheng, you have to compensate us with 20 million, not a single cent less!”

However, he did not expect Ye Beisheng to take a step back before the slap landed on her cheeks. Ye Xingchong lost his balance and fell onto the cabinet with a loud bang.

The ward fell into silence.

Ye Beisheng slowly said, “Are you sure… that you want me to compensate her?”

“What else do you think would have happened?!” Ye Xingchong was in pain. “You’ve done something wrong, and you must pay the price!”

“But, my sister isn’t even pregnant, how can she have a miscarriage? Using the excuse of a miscarriage to force me into compensating her with 20 million is considered fraud. With such a huge amount, my sister would have to go to jail once I inform the police.”

Ye Beisheng was all smiles. “Don’t you think so? My dear little sister.”

Ye Anyao’s body suddenly trembled, and a cold sweat broke out all over her body.

However, she quickly calmed down. “Big sister, what nonsense are you talking about? I really had a miscarriage. So many of them witnessed it. I don’t blame you for this, but… ”

“Were you pregnant?”

Ye Beisheng snorted and interrupted Ye Anyao. Then, she suddenly threw out a few photos and confidential data from the hospital’s database.

“That’s strange. You had an abortion half a month ago, how did you get pregnant again within half a month? Even if it was a desperate ghost, your pregnancy wouldn’t have happened so quickly, am I right? Or perhaps you are so talented that you can have a second child before you come out of confinement?”

Boom–

Everyone inside and outside the ward was stunned!

As if they had heard something incredible, they immediately looked at each other.

What was Ye Beisheng saying? Ye Anyao just had an abortion two weeks ago?

Just as everyone was wondering if this was true or false, the monitor at the door of the ward suddenly turned black. When it lit up again, a photo appeared!

The date below the photo was half a month ago, and it showed Ye Anyao being pushed into an abortion theatre!

Ye Xingchong’s face turned pale when he saw the photo on the monitor, and he staggered a few steps back.

Ye Anyao seemed to have been struck by lightning, and her tear-stained face instantly turned ghastly pale!

She had already bribed the doctor to ensure that the photos would not be leaked. Where did Ye Beisheng get them?

What was going on?

She subconsciously screamed, “No. No, you’re framing me on purpose! Big sister, I am your family as well! How could you frame me for this?!”

Ye Beisheng’s eyes immediately turned cold. Why was Ye Anyao putting on such an act?

In the past, as long as Ye Anyao cried, she could distort the truth. It was clearly Ye Anyao who tried to push Ye Beisheng down the stairs, but in the end, Ye Anyao cried her eyes out and Ye Beisheng was blamed instead.

Ye Anyao was the one who shamelessly seduced Huo Yanling, but just because she ended up crying, Ye Beisheng was suddenly the one who got scolded for being shameless.

As long as Ye Anyao cried, everyone would feel sorry for her and push all the blame onto Ye Beicheng.

Was Ye Anyao trying to use the same trick again?

Ye Beisheng immediately went forward and slapped Ye Anyao’s seemingly innocent face.

“I framed you? You’re the one who faked the miscarriage! You’re the one who forced me to be on my knees, and you’re the one who stole my fiancé. Tell me now! How have I framed you?”