The murmurs around them grew louder, and many people began to connect the dots.

They realized that such a crude scheme had been used against Qin Jiaxi because her mother was involved—someone who should have had absolute control over her and could manipulate her at will.

Using the unborn child as a shield, Aunt Qin had planned to force everyone into submission. Everything could have been resolved easily, or so they thought.

It was unbelievable.

Aunt Qin felt as though her blood was running in reverse, and pain shot through her body. This time, it wasn’t an act; it was real. She couldn’t stand straight and had to lean on Yu Xin for support.

Aunt Qin’s mind was in chaos. She turned to her husband, hoping to shake her head and deny it, only to meet his murderous gaze. Her legs nearly gave out beneath her.

Yu Xin, on the other hand, had already started plotting her escape, thinking of how to save herself.