Chapter 148: Song Yang Is Mine! (1/2)

Qu Tingting had a point. According to the Criminal Procedure Law of the People’s Republic of China, female offenders had the right to probation during pregnancy and a further period of twelve months for breastfeeding.

“The court will decide that later,” said Xiaotao. “Our duty right now is to arrest you.”

Qu Tingting offered both of her hands and said, “Fine. I’ll go with you without question.”

“Wait!” I interrupted them.

I put a finger on her pulse and listened to it for a while.

“I’m sorry,” I said, shaking my head. “You’re not pregnant.”

Pregnant people had a special pulse—it would feel like a bouncing ball. Qu Tingting’s pulse, though, was completely normal.

This revelation startled Qu Tingting.

“But that’s impossible!” she cried. “Dr. Cheng and I definitely did…”

“That doesn’t mean that you’d get pregnant,” I argued. “Your menstruation pattern probably went haywire because you’ve been inhaling too many chemicals. If you don’t believe me, we can take you to the hospital right now.”

“In that case…” Qu Tingting’s tongue rolled, and a tiny glass vial with some liquid inside it appeared between her teeth. “I’ve been through enough. I refuse to go to jail!”

We all froze in shock. I was afraid that she would die the instant she bit the vial.

“Don’t do it, Qu Tingting!” Xiaotao shouted.

“Who will give Dr. Cheng his antidote when you die, Qu Tingting?” Bingxin reminded her. “If you die, he’ll die too!”

Qu Tingting’s eyes widened. She spat out the poison immediately and crouched into a fetal position on the ground, crying. Xiaotao handcuffed her immediately. She was then taken into Wang Yuanchao’s car. Dali sighed and remarked, “What a crazy thing love is…”

“Alright, Mr. Poet!” Xiaotao interrupted him. “Let’s get in the car!”

“Nah, I’ll go back in Uncle Wang’s car instead,” he said. “The atmosphere in your car is as icy as Antarctica.”

“I don’t get it,” I commented after getting in the car. “Why do women like bad guys?”

“You’re wrong, Song Yang-gege,” Bingxin responded. “Women don’t like bad guys. Women like guys who stand out among others.”

She then slowly stretched out her hand to hold my arm, but Xiaotao suddenly slammed the brakes, making Bingxin bump her head against the passenger seat.

“What the hell are you doing?” she yelled.