After her ninth miscarriage, she finally let her scumbag husband and her beloved get together.

Xu Wantang returned to her room, distraught, and turned on her phone to see how the online discussion had progressed.

I thought my inbox was going to explode with messages.

To my surprise, when I opened the app, there were only a few private messages.

Even the photos of her having an ultrasound scan have disappeared from the internet.

Cen Shichuan withdrew?

He was probably afraid that this matter would really affect his ancestral worship.

Just as Xu Wantang was about to catch her breath, a trending video suddenly popped up on the screen.

The title is, "How can anyone not hate Hsu Wan-tang?"

It was the surveillance footage of Cen Shichuan and Xu Chuxue's car accident.

The two cars drove one after the other, chasing each other.

At the intersection, he was violently hit by a large truck.

Xu Chuxue's car overturned into the bushes and burst into flames.

Cen Shichuan's car crashed into a road sign, and he crawled out of the car covered in blood.

Then he slowly climbed towards Xu Chuxue's car.

At this moment, Xu Wantang and her parents arrived at the scene.

Hearing the strange noises coming from the burning car, Xu Wantang instinctively pushed her parents aside and stepped forward to stop Cen Shichuan.

The next second, Xu Chuxue's car exploded.

"First snow!"

The video abruptly ended with Cen Shichuan's heart-wrenching screams.

For a time, reports about whether the Cen family was using the ancestral worship ceremony for publicity went unnoticed.

Because of this video, Cen Shichuan, as the victim, received support and sympathy from many people.

In an instant, it turned into a nationwide online attack on Xu Wantang.

The rampant public opinion overwhelmed her like a monstrous wave.

"Everyone, watch the video carefully at the 56th second. Xu Wantang clearly pushed her parents away on purpose to prevent the Third Young Master from rescuing her sister."

"If the noise level is reduced, I think I can hear my sister crying for help. She was pregnant and burned to death. How desperate she must have been."

"Look at the text. The truck driver had cancer and apparently called out Xu Wantang's name before he died. What a coincidence! This must be thoroughly investigated!"

"Murderer! He deserves to pay with his life!"

Xu Wantang's face was pale, and after a moment of mental confusion, she opened the comment section with trembling hands.

It's a scam!

It's all a scam!

Xu Chuxue is not dead at all! Cen Shichuan is not crippled either!

She frantically pressed the send button, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't send it.

Finally, the screen displayed that her account had been banned.

So what if she changes her account and sends it?

She had no evidence and didn't know where Xu Chuxue was.

Right now, she has nothing.

Cen Shichuan did it.

I will never let her go.

Xu Wantang's hands trembled uncontrollably, and her phone crashed to the ground.

Overwhelmed by hatred, she lost all reason and turned to rush out of the room.

Just then, Cen Shichuan entered the elevator and went upstairs.

He leaned lazily against his wheelchair, a hint of amusement in his handsome eyes.

"You saw it?"

"Why? Why exactly?" Xu Wantang's words were filled with sharp pain.

Cen Shichuan sneered, "What do you think, Xu Wantang? You made a mistake, how can you be so shameless as to ask others why?"

"You clearly..."

The words of confrontation were almost out of his mouth when Cen Shichuan coldly interrupted him.

"Xu Wantang, how do you plan to compensate me for my child with Chuxue?"

"..."

That child is indeed gone.

In the future, she lost herself and her nine children.

But what should she say?

Cen Shichuan's gaze was like a sharp icy blade, fixed on Xu Wantang: "I want to see your statement by noon tomorrow: give up dancing, admit to infertility, and obediently go for IVF. I will help you clear up the car accident."

As soon as he finished speaking, the elevator doors slowly closed.

Cen Shichuan said coldly, "Xu Wantang, you have no choice. There is no place in the world that can tolerate a murderer, especially a murderer who murdered his own sister."

Xu Wantang remained silent, staring blankly at Cen Shichuan like a lifeless doll.

Cen Shichuan's gaze froze for a moment, then he looked away until the elevator doors closed completely.

Oh well, she'll learn her lesson eventually.

……

Xu Wantang didn't know how she got back to her room.

When I came to my senses, I realized I had been sitting there blankly for who knows how long, with a video playing on my phone on the ground.

The comments kept updating, but Xu Wantang lost interest in reading them.

When she picked up her phone, she accidentally touched her private messages.

A new private message was opened.

"It's normal for disabled people to be unable to have children."

Combining the previous offensive private messages, Xu Wantang understood the other party's meaning in just one second.

Cen Shichuan is crippled and can't do it anymore, but he can!

Next, he should say he can help her have a child.

Xu Wantang replied with a single word.

"roll!!!!"

The other person was probably frightened by her and immediately fell silent.

Xu Wantang was on the verge of a breakdown; she raised her phone, wanting to smash everything.

But then a woman's sobbing voice came from the phone above her head.

"I am filing a formal complaint against Dr. Chen, a gynecologist at Sheng'an Hospital."

and many more.

Dr. Chen from Sheng'an Hospital?

Isn't this the doctor who examined her?

Xu Wantang took back her phone to check; the woman in the video had disheveled hair and a haggard, puffy face.

It's very similar to Xu Wantang's experience with IVF during her dream.

The woman held up her ID card and a stack of medical reports, accusing Dr. Chen.

"My husband and I came for a pre-pregnancy check-up. She said I would have difficulty getting pregnant and could only do IVF. In fact, my husband has a defect that makes it impossible for a woman to conceive normally."

"My husband was afraid of being laughed at, so he paid Dr. Chen to alter my report."

"Because of multiple miscarriages, my once healthy body is now unable to conceive."

"But my husband used Dr. Chen's report to force me to divorce him and leave with nothing."

"Now this Dr. Chen is actually using the hospital's only exchange program spot to go abroad! How many women will this kind of doctor ruin?!"

Within just half an hour of the video being released, it garnered massive traffic and its popularity skyrocketed.

Perhaps due to its immense popularity, Xu Wantang came across more than a dozen videos explaining the science behind IVF.

Many doctors showed off their egg retrieval needles.

The comment section was immediately flooded with comments.

"It's so long! Are you crazy? What's the difference between this and getting stabbed twice?"

"I heard from my sister, who is a doctor, that it's mostly the men who are impotent, but the women are the ones who suffer the consequences."

"No wonder the men around me always suggest IVF when they can't have children. Turns out they're just having some oddballs themselves?"

Although the comments are somewhat biased, they are undeniably the most empathetic.

Staring at the comments, Xu Wantang recalled the private message from earlier.

"It's normal for disabled people to be unable to have children."

In an instant, she had a sudden realization.

How could she forget something so important?

Cen Shichuan, you like to use public opinion to control people's hearts, don't you?

That depends on whether you can handle it or not.

Thinking about it, Xu Wantang turned around and took a file bag out of the drawer.

Actually, the contents of this bag were personally handed to her by Cen Shichuan.

He said this was evidence of her guilt that she could never wash away.

Unexpectedly, it came in handy at this time.

……

West Courtyard.

When Lin Yue went upstairs, she found that Cen Yuan was actually chatting with someone on his phone.

He just frowned slightly, his expression unreadable.

From a distance, it seemed like they weren't having a good conversation.

Lin Yue coughed and said, "Second Young Master, the matter is settled."

Cen Yuan closed his phone and said, "Mm."