After Morning Sickness, Beijing’s Elite Heirs Compete to Be the Father
The Li family said, "After spoiling you for so many years, we've wronged our own daughter. Ningning, can you understand your father and mother?" She said she understood, and the Li family withdrew all
She was pregnant, but she didn’t know who the father was.
All she remembered from that night was that there were five men in that room. Her childhood sweetheart and fiancé, and several princes of the capital’s elite, hailed as the sons of heaven. The drug was too strong, the night too wild—she recalled little, believing her beloved Shang Lu had finally accepted her.
But the morning after, rumors of her entanglement with the heirs of powerful families swept through the city. Shang Lu, who had always cherished her, confronted her: “Are you sure the man you slept with was me?”
The other four denied any connection, vanished without a trace, and left her to bear all the shame and ridicule alone. They said, “Li Qiuning, you are the most shameless, licentious woman in the capital.”
It was all just a punishment to avenge her sister, a lesson for stealing another’s life. She deserved to be trampled.
She thought that being pregnant would make Shang Lu reconsider and agree to the engagement, but at the engagement banquet, he said, “The child in your womb is a bastard. Who would marry a woman so used up? You would only stain my family’s name.”
From then on, Li Qiuning could only survive in the shadows.
The young master of the Rong family, who once obeyed her every whim, forbade her from working properly at her sister’s request. She fainted several times from exhaustion, only to hear, “Don’t sully my sister’s path.”
The third young master of the Lu family, celebrated as the youngest and brightest surgeon in the medical world, cold and a