Artificially erased.
These four words hit Meng Ruozhao's heart like a sledgehammer.
Back then, she was just an ordinary girl who had secretly gone for surgery without telling her family.
Who could, and who would need to go to such lengths for her?
Using such a high - level of confidentiality, destroying all records afterward, and even the chief surgeon leaving no trace like a ghost?
This was by no means an ordinary move. The strength and influence of the person behind it were unfathomable.
"This is just unbelievable," Meng Ruozhao murmured, her voice dry and trembling.
"Back then... What on earth... "
A terrifying thought popped up uncontrollably -
Was it done by that boyfriend she had forgotten?
Who on earth was he to possess such terrifying power?
Could it be that she had really been the third party in someone else's relationship?
Was this child then the "proof of shame", an accident that would affect his marital status?
That's why it wasn't allowed to exist?
Even the abortion itself had to be completely erased, becoming a permanent secret?
Only in this way could it explain why such a high level of secrecy and destruction was necessary.
However, if that was the case, then who was the person who sent the report card to Du Feng?
What was the purpose? Just to extort that little bit of money?
Wouldn't it be possible to get more by extorting the child's father?
In just a few dozen seconds, countless questions flashed through Meng Ruozhao's mind.
She felt that the logical chain behind this was full of breaks and absurdities.
Countless doubts and a cold sense of fear intertwined, like countless cold hands gripping her throat.
She felt a suffocating dizziness.
"Miss Meng, are you still there?"
Wu Qian's slightly raised voice pulled her back to reality.
"Yes," Meng Ruozhao managed to find her voice. She pinched her palm, forcing herself to calm down.
"I'll inform General Manager Du about this as well. I'll contact you if there's any further progress," Wu Qian's voice was all business, showing no trace of emotion.
It was as if she hadn't been there when Meng Ruozhao had gone back to move out and had a big fight with her family yesterday.
Well, since she pretended that nothing had happened, Meng Ruozhao naturally treated her politely as well.
"I understand. Thank you for your trouble," she pretended to be calm, but when she hung up the phone, her movements were hasty.
Even after hanging up, she had to lean against the wall and slowly sit down to steady herself.
Who? Who on earth?
Why did they want to erase everything so thoroughly?
If it was really related to her past relationship, then what dark secrets were hidden in that forgotten past of hers?
And that aborted child...
What kind of mood had she been in when she walked into that operating room?
Chaos, fear, a huge sense of loss, and a feeling of emptiness from having her past completely stripped away flooded over her like a tide.
She didn't even have the strength to think about the plagiarism incident. The whole world seemed to turn gray and unreal.
Just as Meng Ruozhao was deeply trapped in the mire of self - doubt and fear, not far away, Pei Jiangmu's phone screen lit up silently.
It was an encrypted message from Qi Yu.
Pei Jiangmu clicked it open and quickly scanned the words on the screen.
The content of the message was basically the same as what Wu Qian had told Meng Ruozhao.
The surgical records had been kept at the highest level of confidentiality and destroyed on the spot, leaving no trace.
The chief surgeon was an external "flying knife" of unknown identity, and all clues had been completely erased.
"Bang!" A dull sound.
The empty Coke can in Pei Jiangmu's left hand was instantly deformed by a huge force!
The cold metal body of the can was deeply dented, emitting a shrill wail.
His handsome face was so gloomy that it seemed to drip water.
There was a terrifying storm surging in his deep eyes and suppressed rage on the verge of explosion.
Artificially erased, and so cleanly that even he couldn't find any clues for the moment.
The person behind this had more influence, was more meticulous in thought, and more ruthless in means than he had initially estimated.
He suddenly looked up, his sharp hawk - like eyes piercing through the glass door of the workshop.
He precisely locked onto that extremely vulnerable and helpless figure in the corner outside.
Qi Yu's message confirmed the reason for her current dejected state.
She must have received the same news on the phone.
Watching her trembling shoulders in the shadow,
The overwhelming anger in Pei Jiangmu's heart was strangely mixed with a sharp and cold pain.
A thought, like a poisoned icicle, stabbed into his heart.
If that child was real,
Why did she hide it from everyone?
Especially from him?
At that time, their relationship was at its best, wasn't it?
These two days, although he had been numbing himself,
He knew better than anyone that there was only one answer to these questions: because she didn't love him.
So she never thought about having a future with him.
Therefore, this "accidental" child was just a burden, a mistake to her.
It was a "trouble" that had to be completely eliminated.
So she chose to have an abortion and walked into the operating room without a word.
She even avoided him, found a mysterious person, and in such a decisive way, erased all traces.
As if that child had never existed, as if the closest relationship between them had never left any "evidence".
Uncontrollably, memories of those passionate nights flashed through Pei Jiangmu's mind.
No matter how emotional they got, no matter how out of control he was,
She would always, at the last moment, look at him with those dazed but extremely clear eyes.
No matter how breathy her voice was, she was always so insistent.
" ... No ... Protection ... "
That insistence, that absolute prevention of an "accident", now seemed to be the most glaring evidence.
So it was like this.
She never wanted his child.
That subconscious resistance, that uncertainty about the future,
Finally turned into the life that was aborted on the cold operating table.
And the "evidence" that was now completely destroyed, leaving no trace.
But who?
Who helped her complete this thorough "clearing"?
Who had such great influence that even he, Pei Jiangmu, was kept in the dark and played around?
When helping her, weren't they afraid of being discovered by him and then facing his crazy revenge?
Most importantly, how come he didn't know that she knew someone like this?
Someone who would even help her with such a thing.
Inside and outside the workshop, there was only a glass door separating them.
Inside, Pei Jiangmu exuded a terrifyingly low - pressure aura.
The flattened soda can in his palm was like a distorted symbol.
There was a fire that could burn everything and a bottomless cold suspicion in his eyes.
Outside, Meng Ruozhao curled up in the cold corner.
She was deeply trapped in the darkness devoured by unknown fear and the confused pain of losing her memory.
The phone rang again, and the name "Yan Qiubai" flashed on the screen.
The cheerful ringtone sounded extremely harsh in the dead - silent atmosphere.
Meng Ruozhao just stared at it blankly and let it ring until it automatically hung up.
She didn't have the strength to deal with anyone or anything right now.
The huge mystery, like a thick dark cloud, pressed heavily on both of their hearts.
It pushed them into the abyss of their respective suspicions and pain.