The 99th Divorce

The alarm clock rang, awakening everyone in the room. Ye Youyou opened her eyes and caught sight of the pregnant woman in the bed opposite hers with red eyes.

When the pregnant woman saw Ye Youyou, she smiled wanly at her in greeting. It was obvious that her smile had been forced.

Ye Youyou gazed at her for a moment and returned the smile. The moment she sat up, her stomach violently churned. Her facial complexion immediately changed. With her hand on her mouth, she ran as fast as she could to the bathroom, without even bothering to put on her shoes, and threw up into the toilet bowl.

The scene drew lots of attention.

“Are you pregnant?” someone asked.

When Ye Youyou heard the question, her heartbeat instantaneously quickened. She looked to her left and to her right before wiping her mouth and standing up.

During the morning exercises, many people looked over in curiosity. Ye Youyou’s heart was unsettled. She spent the afternoon in extreme emotional turmoil, but what was destined to come would come sooner or later.

Just as she was on her bed preparing for her afternoon nap, someone suddenly covered her head with a bag and dragged her out to the back. By the time the bag was lifted off, her surroundings had drastically changed.

Lao Zhou and Wang Zhuang both had a cigarette between their fingers. They walked over, flanked by their subordinates, with a very sinister glint in their eyes.

Lao Zhou raised her hand to those at the back. Wang Zhuang and the rest obediently took a step back as Lao Zhou snuffed out her cigarette and walked over to where Ye Youyou was.

Ye Youyou was frightened. She took a step back in retreat. She asked, “What… what are you going to do to me?”

“What’s the worst I can do? It’s not like I’m a man.” Lao Zhou laughed. Her eyes landed on Ye Youyou’s belly. She said, “You’re pregnant, but your belly is still so flat. You must be Ye Youyou, am I right?”

Ye Youyou’s heart skipped a beat. She took a step to the side.

“You’re the Ye Youyou who killed Guan Queye, aren’t you?” Lao Zhou laughed chillingly. “You look quite pretty. I heard that you already started seducing your own sister’s fiancé at a young age.”

Ye Youyou stared at her warily and asked, “What do you want?”

“Nothing. I’m just wondering… Does this bastard child belong to the brother-in-law that you seduced or does it belong to your current self-proclaimed fiancé?” Lao Zhou took a step forward and laughed. “You do indeed look very pretty. Men flock toward beautiful women. That fiancé of yours is running all over the place for your sake. Even I feel tired just looking at him. If I had such a man, I wouldn’t be needing to satisfy myself with women!”

Ye Youyou’s back was to the wall, so she couldn’t retreat any further. She stared at Lao Zhou. Her heart was frantically beating in her throat.

“I heard that pregnant women are really satisfying to be with,” Lao Zhou said. “Yesterday’s had too big a tummy. Your tummy is small. Even if you bleed, everyone will just assume you met with an accidental miscarriage. No one will suspect me, am I right?”

Ye Youyou bit her bottom lip and wrung her hands tightly as she looked at her.

Lao Zhou reached out in an attempt to grab Ye Youyou.

Ye Youyou couldn’t hold it in any longer and screamed out loud, “Help! Li Jinnan, save me!”

The sudden screaming caught Lao Zhou by surprise. It quickly turned to a sarcastic laughter. “Are women all as naïve as you are? If your screaming was really effective, that would render my lackey useless!”

“Is Wang Zhuang the lackey you’re referring to?” Ye Youyou looked at her and asked.

“Of course. Did you think I was referring to you?” Lao Zhou coldly laughed and reached out to grab Ye Youyou by her shoulder.

Before her hand could land, it was intercepted by another hand.

“I wouldn’t be so sure of that,” Wang Zhuang said. “Since when did I ever acknowledge that I was your lackey?”