My Lady, To Defeat Scumbags You Must Start Early

The Song residence was thrown into chaos in an instant.

The ambulance arrived quickly, Song Zhizhi watched as Nie Xiaofei, her face as pale as a sheet, was lifted into the ambulance. After a moment of hesitation, Song Zhizhi went to the hospital with her.

Nie Xiaofei was rushed to the operating room immediately upon arrival. Song Shan received the news and hurried to the hospital as quickly as he could. Yi Wenhan also rushed there, anxiously asking, “How can this be? Wasn’t everything fine yesterday? How could such a tragedy occur all of a sudden?”

Nie Wenzhi, her eyes swollen from crying, shook her head and said, “I don’t know. Everything was fine yesterday. But this morning, the bed was covered in blood.”

“What did the doctor say?”

“It’s not clear yet, but considering the amount of blood she lost, it’s likely that the baby can’t be saved.” As Nie Wenzhi said this, her eyes reddened again with tears.

Song Shan looked at his wife and tightly embraced her, saying, “Don’t worry, we’ll wait for the doctor to give us more information.”

Nie Wenzhi broke down into tears, leaning weakly against Song Shan’s shoulder.

For a while, the corridor was silent, and the atmosphere was heavy.

A long time passed before the operating theatre doors finally opened and the doctor emerged.

Everyone rushed towards him immediately.

The doctor exhaled deeply before saying, “We’ve performed an abortion on the patient.”

Nie Wenzhi trembled.

Song Shan comforted her by patting her shoulder.

Nie Wenzhi asked, “How is the adult patient?”

“There’s no immediate danger to her life, but she’s suffered a great deal of physical and emotional trauma. The family needs to give her a lot of care and attention.”

“Thank you, doctor.”

The doctor nodded and left with a helpless look on his face.

Not long after, Nie Xiaofei was wheeled out, her face even paler than before.

“Xiaofei, you’re going to be okay, you’re going to be okay,” Nie Wenzhi immediately ran up to comfort her.

Yi Wenhan also seemed to be particularly concerned, keeping a firm hold on Nie Xiaofei’s hand.

“But the baby…” Nie Xiaofei burst into tears.

“Don’t cry, don’t cry, you’re resting now. Be good, don’t cry.” Nie Wenzhi consoled her, showing all the affection of a mother for her daughter.

Song Zhizhi stood at a distance, speculating about what was happening. She had a bad feeling something was brewing.

Nie Xiaofei was taken back to the Song home after her operation.

She was still incredibly weak, and seeing her lying on the bed was a pitiful sight.

Nie Wenzhi was always by her side, taking care of her every need, and Yi Wenhan also stayed close by.

Song Zhizhi thought to herself, this was usually how things looked before a storm hit.

Just as expected, at dinner time in the evening, Xiaoqing, one of the family’s maids, knelt in the middle of the hall. The old housemaid, Zhu Mama, looked at her fiercely. In the living room, besides the two maids, were Song Shan, Nie Wenzhi and Yi Wenhan. Zhu Mama, in a tone full of righteous indignation, stated, “Master, Madam, I found this in the kitchen!” Nie Wenzhi frowned, “What is it?”

“Abortion pills.” Zhu Mama gave the box of abortion pills to Nie Wenzhi.

Nie Wenzhi’s face changed instantly, “How could something like this be in our house!”

“Recently, the kitchen has been under the charge of Xiaoqing.” Zhu Mama accused fiercely.

“What is the meaning of this!” Nie Wenzhi’s voice was loud and trembling with anger.

Kneeling on the ground, Xiaoqing was too scared to lift her head, she stuttered, “I, I don’t know, I don’t know…”

“How can you not know? Now tell me honestly, what did you do!” Nie Wenzhi’s voice filled the room.

“1…1…” Xiaoqing was continuously crying, “I truly didn’t do anything, I don’t know how these things got here, I…”

“Zhu Mama, call the police!” Without another word, Nie Wenzhi commanded Zhu Mama.

Song Shan frowned and tried to stop her, “Let’s not be hasty, let’s ascertain the facts first.”

“But she refuses to say anything.” Nie Wenzhi was quite agitated, “Husband, I can endure a lot, even humiliation, but for something to hurt Xiaofei like this, I won’t stand for it. If you try to stop me,

Nie Wenzhi’s words were cut off by her own tears. It was as if she was putting on a performance worthy of the best actress in a drama.

Song Shan hesitated a bit. Nie Wenzhi had never been this adamant about anything in all the years he had known her. Plus, the fact that such a thing happened to Nie Xiaofei in his own house made him begin to feel angry. After some contemplation, he nodded, “Okay, call the police. Make sure to keep this from getting out of hand.”

After all, the Song family had a reputation to uphold. Airing the family’s dirty laundry in public was not an option.

Nie Wenzhi looked incredibly grateful, “Thank you, dear.”

The next second, Zhu Mama called the police.

Soon, a group of police officers arrived at the Song family residence.

The officer leading the team, Song Zhijun, greeted Song Shan politely, “Chief, sorry to intrude.”

Song Shan returned the courtesy, “No trouble at all.”

Song Zhijun solemnly nodded, then turned his attention to the maid Xiaoqing.

Song Zhizhi was seated in the drawing room, her eyes watching Song Zhijun closely. The name alone made it obvious that he had close ties to the Song family. They were distant relatives. Song Zhijun’s father and Song Shan were first cousins, which meant that Song Zhijun and Song Zhizhi shared the same great-grandfather.

The Song Family had many branches, but the most successful ones were those led by Song Shan, the country’s leading financial officer, and Song Zhijun’s father, Song Wen, the head of the Inspection

Department. Song Zhijun, who was five years older than Song Zhizhi, was now an Inspection Officer.

Song Zhijun asked Xiaoqing a few questions, and after getting a grasp of the situation, he said, “I will now take the suspect in for questioning.”

“No…” Xiaoqing broke into tears as she cried out, “I’m innocent! I don’t want to go to jail, I didn’t…’ Regardless of Xiaoqing’s protests, Song Shan told Song Zhijun, “Please handle this matter discreetly.”

“I know how to handle it.” Song Zhijun was wearing his police uniform, displaying his work ID badge; he looked upright and determined.

Song Shan nodded.

Song Zhijun gestured to his subordinate, who bent down and began to drag Xiaoqing out.

“I admit it…l admit everything!” Xiaoqing suddenly shouted out, “It was Miss who asked me to buy the abortion pills and put them into the second miss’s milk! Everything was the Miss’s idea!”

All of a sudden, the piercing sound echoed through the Song family hall, almost deafening everyone present..