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The next day, Lan Qingqing seized a new job opportunity and was determined not to let it slip away. She woke up early, freshened up, and dressed herself beautifully and appropriately before heading to Vance's e-commerce company. She was anxious that Vance might forget about her, believing in the importance of seizing every chance to climb the social ladder—no opportunity should be missed.
Vance's e-commerce company was nothing like she had imagined; the corporate culture was relaxed, and the employees seemed laid-back. It appeared that in this company, there were no strict rules, with some even bringing their pets to work.
Lan Qingqing found the head of the Human Resources Department and introduced herself. The HR manager contacted the company's owner, Vance, who confirmed her identity and promptly gave her the green light. Lan Qingqing effortlessly secured the job, and the entire process went smoothly.
As she wandered around the company, she noted that it was neither too big nor too small. The benefits were generous, and employees had a flexible schedule as long as they completed their tasks. It felt as if the company wasn't established for profit but rather as a charitable endeavor.
Lan Qingqing couldn't help but reflect on how today's wealthy heirs squandered their money in various ways. Being articulate and sociable, she chose her workstation and chatted with those around her. She learned that Vance didn't come to the office often, which left her feeling a bit disappointed.
In her mind, she began calculating her next steps. Hou Yi was a free-spirited individual; his handsome looks and charming personality made him popular among women. She realized it might be challenging to maintain control over him for long. In contrast, Vance was rather average-looking—his small eyes were particularly memorable—and she thought he would be easier to entice. With just a little effort on her part, she believed success was likely.
However, before anything could happen, she needed to take care of the child in her womb. Looking down at her slightly protruding belly, she knew that if it weren't for her slender figure, it would be easy for others to notice.
She decided to resolve this situation within two days; after all, Ke Wenjie had no real value left to exploit, and delaying further wasn't an option. Before getting rid of the child, she planned to con Ke Wenjie one last time.
Lan Qingqing sent a message to Ke Wenjie requesting a meeting at two o'clock in the afternoon at the hospital. After that, she tried calling Mo Kai Liang; she thought it wise to have backup in case negotiations went awry or if Ke Wenjie became violent. However, Mo Kai Liang's phone was unreachable; since last night, she hadn't been able to contact him, and by this morning, he still hadn't responded.
At two o'clock in the afternoon at the hospital, Ke Wenjie arrived punctually while Lan Qingqing waited in the lobby. The moment he spotted her, he rushed forward with intent to strike. Memories of Zhang Huizhi suffering at Lan Qingqing's hands fueled his rage; he wished he could tear her apart.
Anticipating such a reaction, Lan Qingqing quickly pointed at the security personnel in the lobby and warned him, "If you dare lay a hand on me, go ahead! I’m carrying your child! I’ll scream that you’re abusing me and threatening my baby!"
Ke Wenjie’s raised hand hesitated mid-air; this was a public place—a hospital—and he wasn’t irrational enough to cross that line.
Ke Wenjie gritted his teeth, holding back his anger. "Just say it. Why did you call me out?"
Lan Qingqing pointed to her belly. "To help me get rid of this little thing. After all, it's your flesh and blood. I thought I should let you know."
He grabbed her shoulders tightly. "You dare! That's my child! If you so much as lay a finger on my baby, I swear I'll make you pay!"
Unfazed, Lan Qingqing smirked. "Your child? Is it really worth anything? Do you have a throne to inherit? What qualifications do you have to be a father? You're broke, Tong Le doesn't want you anymore, and you're barely keeping yourself afloat. You think you can support this child? Wake up!"
She raised a small piece of paper in her hand. "I've already made an appointment. I'm going to see the doctor soon and schedule the procedure."
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