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Chapter 308: She Was Actually Pregnant

Chapter 308: Chapter 308: She Was Actually Pregnant

The butler was startled by Song Xun’s expression and quickly reported what had just happened.

"You said Muyu was covered in blood?" Song Xun’s voice sank, and his heart plummeted to rock bottom.

His face looked so terrifying that it frightened the butler. Stammering, the butler said, "Young Master, I don’t know! I just saw Miss Muyu covered in blood—it was terrifying. Madam has already gone to the hospital with them. Should you head to the hospital too?"

"Fang Mo hit Muyu?" Song Xun asked again.

The butler nodded but, feeling worried, hurriedly explained, "Young Master, I don’t think Fang Mo did it on purpose. They were grappling. From what I saw, Fang Mo was holding back and didn’t want to hurt Miss. He just bumped into her—it wasn’t as harsh as when Miss hit him!"

Song Xun shot him a sharp look, and the butler froze in fear.

"Young Master!"

Before he could finish speaking, Song Xun had already turned the car around and sped off.

The car moved like an arrow shot from a bow, vanishing in an instant at the villa’s gate.

The butler, clutching a blanket, stood in a daze, feeling lost. He couldn’t tell if he had said too much or if he hadn’t said enough.

At the hospital, emergency center.

Song Muyu was taken to the emergency room.

As she was wheeled into the operating room, everyone waited outside the door.

Mrs. Song’s face was extremely grim—ashen and pale—fluctuating with a myriad of emotions.

Qi Yun wore a look of deep concern, fully aware of the entire situation.

Although Jiang Jinfeng hadn’t witnessed the entire event, he had seen enough to understand what had happened.

Standing at the operating room door, he paced back and forth, his face equally filled with anxiety.

When Song Xun arrived at the emergency center and saw them all waiting, his face turned pale as he anxiously asked, "What happened? What’s wrong with Muyu?"

Qi Yun glanced at him but ignored him.

Mrs. Song looked at her son, her face filled with worry and tension. Yet, his disheveled and distressed appearance irritated her. Her emotions were complex, but since they were in public, she refrained from losing her temper.

Mrs. Song finally gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and remained silent, letting out only a cold huff.

Jiang Jinfeng was also furious as he glared at Song Xun, the apparent culprit, not wanting to engage with him whatsoever.

All three of them ignored Song Xun, making him even more anxious.

"I’m asking you—what happened?"

"I’m the one who should be asking you that!" Mrs. Song snapped angrily.

Song Xun was momentarily stunned.

Facing his mother’s fiery glare, he straightened his back with an air of defiance.

He didn’t want what he feared to be true.

Mrs. Song’s expression carried indignation, and after a disdainful glance at her son, she turned coldly and walked away.

Song Xun followed a few steps, but concerned about missing Muyu’s emergence from the operating room, he looked back at Qi Yun.

"Qi Yun, keep an eye here. When Muyu comes out, make sure she gets the best room."

Hearing his command, Qi Yun found it laughable.

Why care now, she thought. What was the point?

She cast a cold glance at Song Xun. "No need, Mr. Song. If you hadn’t shown up, Miss Song wouldn’t be in this mess. The misfortune in the Song Family is truly overwhelming."

Song Xun froze, and a trace of pain flickered across his face. Pressing his lips together tightly, he would have argued with Qi Yun in the past.

But now, he held back.

No matter how poorly Qi Yun treated him, he endured it.

He turned to seek out Mrs. Song.

As he brushed past Jiang Jinfeng, the latter shot him a cold, scornful look. "Mr. Song, why don’t you and your mother leave? You’re not needed here."

"What did you say?" Song Xun was infuriated by Jiang Jinfeng’s provocation and let out an icy laugh. He could tolerate Qi Yun, given she was a woman.

But Jiang Jinfeng? He couldn’t and wouldn’t endure it.

"I said, if you want Muyu to survive," Jiang Jinfeng said coldly, "take your precious mother and leave. Don’t show up in front of Muyu again."

"Seeking death?" Song Xun’s eyes reddened as he prepared to confront Jiang Jinfeng physically.

"Song Xun!" Mrs. Song grabbed his arm, stopping him in his tracks. "Come with me now!"

Mrs. Song still carried an imposing presence. With just one shout, Song Xun was silenced.

He looked at Jiang Jinfeng, then at his mother.

Jiang Jinfeng merely chuckled coldly, shaking off Song Xun’s hand. Leaning in close to whisper in Song Xun’s ear, he said, "Mommy’s little boy, aren’t you?"

Song Xun’s face instantly darkened.

Jiang Jinfeng sneered lightly, raising an eyebrow as he looked him over.

Song Xun pressed his lips together in frustration.

"Come with me!" Mrs. Song pulled her son aside.

Ultimately, Song Xun didn’t end up fighting with Jiang Jinfeng, though his expression was grim.

Qi Yun whispered to Jiang Jinfeng, "Why waste your breath on him?"

"If not for Muyu, I wouldn’t even bother," Jiang Jinfeng replied casually, though his heart was still worried for his friend, Song Muyu.

Qi Yun paused, curious for a moment, and asked, "What did you just say to him?"

Jiang Jinfeng hesitated, not explaining. He only said, "Wait and watch. Soon, Song Xun and his mother will look quite miserable."

"You’re trying to sow discord between them?" Qi Yun asked, puzzled.

Jiang Jinfeng frowned. "Sow discord? If their relationship were strong, would they need me to provoke anything?"

"I think they’re quite fine," Qi Yun said. "In the Song Family, Mrs. Song truly reigns like a queen. Both Miss Song and Song Xun listen to her."

"Muyu doesn’t listen; she’s bound by their so-called debt of upbringing—a favor that chains her for a lifetime!"

Qi Yun nodded, able to understand. "The debt of nurturing is indeed a heavy one. Miss Song is righteous; unless absolutely necessary, she probably wouldn’t break ties with them."

Jiang Jinfeng sighed silently and said no more.

Mrs. Song pulled Song Xun aside and lowered her voice to interrogate him. "I’m asking you. Did you touch Muyu or not?"

Song Xun froze, looking at his mother, his eyes full of complicated emotions. He said nothing.

Mrs. Song instantly understood. Furious and humiliated, she pinched the flesh of his arm. "You brat! You actually touched her!"

Song Xun still said nothing. Even as the pain from his mother’s pinch made him grimace slightly, his expression remained cold and indifferent as he stared at her.

Mrs. Song froze, seeing the emptiness and aloofness in her son’s gaze. A chill ran through her heart.

His demeanor was so unfamiliar, it was heartbreaking.

Mrs. Song furrowed her brows and stared at him. "You’re leaving this place immediately. Don’t appear in front of her again."

"Mrs. Song, the one who shouldn’t appear before her is you!" Song Xun suddenly spoke, his tone detached and cold.

Hearing her son address her as "Mrs. Song," Mrs. Song froze, her face turning pale as she looked at him in shock and disbelief.

Suddenly, the doors of the operating room opened.

Song Xun turned and walked back.

A doctor emerged, wearing a surgical mask. "Who here is related to Song Muyu?"

"I am!" Song Xun responded loudly from a distance.

Qi Yun and Jiang Jinfeng both rolled their eyes at him. They found his confidence and audacity irritating but had nothing to say.

After all, on paper, he was technically Song Muyu’s brother.

The doctor addressed him. "Miss Song previously had a miscarriage—likely induced medically—and underwent a dilation and curettage. Her emotional instability caused two episodes of heavy bleeding. While the bleeding is now under control, whether she can have children in the future depends on her fate."

Song Xun froze on the spot. "She... was pregnant?"