Hiding her pregnant belly! The wicked ex-wife of the true young master has awakened.

The next morning.

Ye Yu was called to the study for a talk by Wen Manchun and Jin Minghan.

Jinzhi woke up at 10:30, her eyes still blurry with tears, and slipped downstairs in her rabbit slippers.

As soon as I went downstairs, I saw Wen Manchun and Jin Minghan sitting side by side in the living room, with the doors and windows closed.

And there wasn't a single servant.

The atmosphere was heavy.

She had a bad feeling.

"...Mom and Dad, didn't you go to work?"

Wen Manchun remained expressionless. "I didn't go. I've been sitting here since early this morning, waiting to deal with you."

Jinzhi could tell that they had coaxed her back yesterday, but she didn't expect the storm to come so quickly.

He turned and ran upstairs.

She bumped into Ye Yu, who was coming downstairs.

Wen Manchun: "A country has its laws, and a family has its rules. Your father and I didn't cause you any trouble yesterday, but today is today. Now that you're in the Jin family, you have to follow the Jin family's rules. If you do something wrong, you'll be punished."

"Ye Yu, bring Jinzhi over."

Jinzhi pushed him and tried to run away.

Ye Yu grabbed her wrist.

"Don't run, be steady."

"What are you doing?! If you want to be punished, go yourself. I'm not going, don't drag me down with you."

Ye Yu didn't say a word.

Without hurting her, he grabbed her wrist and walked towards Wen Manchun and Jin Minghan.

Seeing that she couldn't avoid it, Jinzhi stood obediently in front of the two like a primary school student.

The bunny ears on the nightgown drooped listlessly.

Wen Manchun questioned, "When did you two get together?"

Ye Yu: "May."

"Who made the first move?"

Although Ye Yuren was a bit cold, he wasn't timid and readily took responsibility. "I..."

Wen Manchun didn't believe it.

She checked last night and everyone at school said that Jinzhi bullied Ye Yu first, which is why the two of them started contacting each other.

"Children, who made the first move? You're all grown up, and these are things I shouldn't be talking about, but since the children are here, I need to find out."

Ye Yu wanted to take the blame again.

Jinzhi, her conscience pricked, took the initiative and timidly raised her hand.

"It was me... who forced him. I'm an animal, it's my fault."

Wen Manchun's face flushed red and then turned pale.

Stand up and raise your hand.

It is impartial and unbiased towards either side.

Make up for the slap I owed her yesterday.

Jinzhi's knees buckled and she quickly knelt down.

The slap barely grazed the hair on the top of her head.

She knelt before Wen Manchun, head bowed, and pitifully said, "Mom, I know I was wrong. I wasn't thinking straight then, I was blinded by lust, and I regretted it the next day. I took birth control pills, but I don't know why they didn't work. I didn't want this to happen..."

She sobbed and wiped away her tears.

Hug Wen Manchun's leg.

"Mom, Dad, I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. I've been reflecting on this and trying to find a suitable solution."

"But...but it seems we haven't found it, and things have gotten even worse. I'm so worried I can't eat or sleep..."

"I didn't notice. You seemed to be eating well and sleeping soundly."

Wen Manchun ignored her explanation and pulled her leg away.

"If you can't find a suitable solution, your father and I will provide it for you."

"We're angry, but there has to be a solution."

"If you marry Xiaoyu, your child will have a complete family, and you have to be responsible for them."

Jinzhi glared at her and accused, "I only came back yesterday because you said you wouldn't force me to get married! You broke your promise!"

Wen Manchun sneered, "I learned from you that you don't need to keep your word with people who often act like scoundrels. That's called dealing with whatever comes your way."

"Your father and I have never forced you to marry Xiaoyu. You were the one who brought it up first. What does that mean? It means that you know in your heart that marrying Xiaoyu is the best solution."

Jinzhi's pouting lips could hold an oil lamp; she seemed to be trying to say something.

Jin Minghan spoke first: "Let me say a few words. Dad knows you're unwilling. Why?"

"You were the one who approached Xiaoyu first, which proves there are things about him that you like. You already have a child, so why aren't you willing to get married?"

"Or rather, what are his flaws, what aspects of him do you dislike?"

Steady, intelligent, hardworking, and just as handsome as him—he's practically perfect.

Ye Yu's gaze never left Jin Zhi.

He was also curious about this question.

What exactly does Jinzhi hate about him?

If you disliked him, why did you force yourself on him in the first place?

A drawback? Jinzhi glanced at him furtively.

矮？

Not short at all, over 1.8 meters tall.

She has a great figure too.

ugly?

Exquisite features, a face that is one in a hundred.

poverty?

They used to be poor, but they're not poor anymore; they're from a wealthy family.

Stingy?

When he was broke, he gave her a necklace worth tens of thousands of dollars; when he had money, he gave her bags worth millions.

Not stingy.

She thought for a long time but couldn't think of any shortcomings.

The phrase "stomach-nourishing" from the plot popped into my head.

But I definitely can't say it!

Even if I told my parents, they wouldn't believe me.

If he was taking care of his stomach, how did he conceive?

"He's been very mean to me lately."

温满春睨她，「把他的孩子说成周引澈的，还想跟他结婚，我如果是小煜，早把你收拾惨了，不揍你就不错了。」

Jinzhi wanted to explain.

Wen Manyun said, "I was very angry when I found out yesterday that the child was Xiaoyu's mother, but after thinking about it, I felt a shameful sense of relief."

"Zhizhi, your father and I are telling you this for the last time: even if you're not our biological daughter, you're still our daughter. Don't let me hear what you said yesterday a second time."

"If you get married, you can stay with us forever. Your father and I won't have to worry about you anymore. With us here, Xiaoyu won't bully you."

"Adults must be responsible for their own actions. Since you have children, you must be responsible for them. Marriage is the best solution."

Jinzhi: "But..."

Wen Manchun: "I'll give you time to consider it."

"All right."

Jinzhi's eyes darted around, relieved that she hadn't been punished. "...Shall I go back to my room and think about it?"

He stood up from the ground and tried to slip away.

Wen Manchun said calmly, "Wait, we've finished talking about this, but we haven't dealt with the main event yet."

Jinzhi feigned ignorance: "What?"

"Being pregnant out of wedlock is shameful and a very wrong thing to do. You even came up with the dirty trick of marrying Zhou Yinche. You're really something. You should be punished as you deserve to be."

"It takes two to tango. The child is yours, and you are both at fault. I will treat them equally."

"Xiao Yu has only been home for a short time. He is the victim, so he should be treated leniently. He should go to the ancestral hall and kneel in front of the ancestors for a day to reflect on his mistakes. In the future, he should not be fooled and manipulated by others. He should fight back when necessary."

"As for Zhizhi, you are pregnant, and you will suffer even more when you give birth. I will not punish you by making you kneel, but you still haven't handed in the ten copies of the family rules you were punished with last time. I will punish you by making you copy them ten more times, for a total of twenty times. My advice to you is to think twice before you act in the future."

"Go to the ancestral hall and copy in front of the ancestors. You can come out when you've finished copying."

Jinzhi let out a wail.

in the afternoon.

Jin Family Ancestral Hall.

A tall, dark-colored sandalwood altar is placed in the center, with rows of ancestral tablets neatly arranged. Above it hangs a gilded plaque, the characters of which have become increasingly profound with the passage of time.

A dark red embroidered cloud-patterned quilt was laid on the cool blue bricks, and Ye Yu was kneeling on it.

He was wearing a white shirt and black casual pants, his back ramrod straight, and his long eyelashes drooping down to conceal the emotions in his eyes.

His posture showed no sign of weakness, and the flickering candlelight cast interplay of light and shadow on his profile.

Jinzhi, sitting boneless in a chair three meters away, propped her head up and painstakingly copied the family rules.

He sighed as he copied.