Chapter 153—I've had a miscarriage!

"Godmother, Godmother, it hurts so much, my stomach hurts so much, there's so much blood, I can't take it anymore!"

Ye Ran lay on the ground in agonizing pain, clutching her stomach with her hands. Amidst her tearful cries, her eyes, filled with resentment and malice, swept toward the woman tightly protected in Gu Beicheng's embrace.

"Godmother, it was Mu Ran who pushed me down, she... her stomach!"

Feng Yue looked at Ye Ran's stomach, her expression dark and her tone icy. "Gu Beicheng, open the door. I'm taking Ye Ran to the hospital; she can't hold on much longer."

"Can't hold on? That suits me just fine."

Gu Beicheng gave a cold snort, responding indifferently to Feng Yue.

"Mu Ran, how can a young girl like you be so vicious? What did Ye Ran ever do to you that you had to push her? Don't you know how frail her health is?"

Seeing that Gu Beicheng was cold, ruthless, and hard-hearted, Feng Yue shifted her target to Mu Ran, who had been standing silently. "Those three sworn brothers of yours are Ye Ran's brothers. By any account, you two should be considered sisters!"

"Sisters?" Mu Ran's beautiful eyes trembled, and her red lips quivered. She murmured the word "sisters" under her breath. How could she and Ye Ran possibly be considered sisters?

That woman's hostility toward her was glaringly obvious, and furthermore, she had merely dodged to the side just now. How did they twist that into intentional sabotage?

And what about the "sworn brothers" Feng Yue had just mentioned?

"Beicheng, why sworn brothers? Am I not the fourth young lady of the Mu family?"

Mu Ran gripped the man's lapel tightly, cold sweat beading on her forehead. Although the peach blossom tattoo on her face was vivid at that moment, it carried an aura that evoked deep pity and sorrow.

Gu Beicheng stroked her stray locks with his large hand, his dark eyes overflowing with heartache and absolute resolve. "Ranran, you don't need to become a lady of the Mu family. Whatever you want, I will give it to you."

Mu Ran nodded, her mood subdued. "Mn..."

"The fourth young lady? How laughable! What kind of trash are you to even think about becoming my daughter? The fourth young lady of the Mu family? You're just a low-class minor celebrity—you don't even deserve it!" Emotional and looking at the suffering adopted woman beside her, Feng Yue instantly forgot the elegant composure of a high-society matriarch.

"Madam Mu, I didn't push Ye Ran. What? Do your eyes grow on the back of your head? Weren't you even at the scene, yet you saw me push her?" Mu Ran raised her gaze to glare at the woman she had once thought was her own mother, her heart growing steadily colder and calmer.

The woman's eyes gradually cleared. She looked with aloof detachment at the weak and pained Ye Ran, radiating a chilling aura filled with an air of supreme arrogance. "Ye Ran, did you forget that this is being livestreamed right now? Do you take the audience in the livestream chat for blind fools?"

"Ye Ran, stop putting on an act. Hurry up and get up; you've disgraced the studio enough!"

Li Gang, who had remained silent for a long time, walked over to Ye Ran, avoiding the blood on the floor with visible disgust. Crossing her arms, she unpleasantly rebuked the woman on the ground, "You impersonated President Mu, and when you were exposed, you flew into a rage and tried to push President Mu, only to fall down yourself. Who are you blaming? With this ugly display of shifting the blame, your career in showbiz is completely ruined..."

"President Li, can't you see I'm bleeding?! What act am I putting on?! I've had a miscarriage! I need to go to the hospital, and these two locked the door and won't let me go to the hospital!"

Overcome with emotion and clawing at the ground with both hands, Ye Ran blurted out without thinking.

"Ye Ran! How could you! Ugh!" Feng Yue was exasperated, never expecting that Ye Ran would actually blurt it out!

Pregnant before marriage! Although Ye Ran wasn't the biological daughter of the Mu family, a scandal like this would still damage the Mu family's reputation!

"I..." Panicking, Ye Ran covered her face with blood-stained hands, looking as though she had spoken out of turn.

Instantly, the woman's reluctant eyes welled up with endless tears. "Godmother, it hurts..."

Hearing her "daughter" cry out in pain, Feng Yue could no longer care about being angry. She motioned for the medical staff to lift Ye Ran up.

As they reached the door, Feng Yue curled her lips into a smiling arc, speaking with a gentle and affectionate tone to An Lan, who was guarding the door. "Lanlan, let Second Aunt Qin take your younger sister Ye Ran out. Look at her hurting like this, please open the door."

An Lan crossed her arms and walked slowly toward Ye Ran, looking down with disdain at the woman being carried by several medical staff members.

"What are you looking at? Open the door! I'm about to die from the pain!" Squinting with blurred vision, Ye Ran gritted her teeth and snapped fiercely at the figure standing before her.

"Slap—"

The crisp sound of a slap pushed the atmosphere in the livestream studio to a freezing point.

An Lan wiped her hand in disgust, a cold sneer playing at the corners of her lips. She first glanced at the sullen Feng Yue, then turned to look at the grimacing Ye Ran. "How is it? Has the pain in your stomach eased up a bit? Slapping you can effectively numb your nerves, you know."

Just a second before An Lan's hand was about to descend again, Feng Yue swiftly grabbed her wrist.

"Enough! An Lan! Who taught you to behave like this? Can't you learn something proper for once? If Elder An knew you were acting like this, what would he think?"

Cold light flashed in An Lan's eyes. "Second Aunt Feng, you don't need to use my grandfather to scare me, nor do you need to resort to insinuations. Mu Ran is a hundred times better than an adopted woman like you who gets pregnant before marriage, has no morals, and acts despicably!"