"Or you could help me call my family. My colleagues in Group Two are all blaming me. I had no other choice but to come to you."
She was cautious and pleading. Her pitiful appearance made it easy for people to jump to the conclusion that she was the weaker party.
Xia Zhaoyun raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "I learned a few tricks from an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor. We have our ways of observing a patient, and from what I see, you’re just physically weak and unable to support a new life. You should be resting at home instead of making trouble for everyone by trying to dance."
The people in the practice room exchanged glances, and the flames of gossip began to flare.
’When did Song Zhenbao get married again?’
’Half a month ago, wasn’t it? Even if Comrade Tong Yuanbin was skilled enough to score on the first try, no doctor, no matter how brilliant, could detect a pregnancy pulse so soon. The only explanation was that the baby in her belly was already a month or two along.’
People’s minds raced. They recalled the discussions in Group Two about how Song Zhenbao had been especially good at slacking off and acting innocent lately. Her complexion was usually normal, but the moment she started dancing, she’d put on a frail act, and no one knew what she was scheming.
If this frailty wasn’t an act, then it was highly likely that Song Zhenbao was pregnant!
’That makes sense. Even though wedding procedures are simplified these days, for families like the Song Family and the Tong family, getting married just half a month after the engagement is still rare enough to be counted on one’s fingers.’
No one would believe there wasn’t something more to it.
Song Zhenbao was startled by Xia Zhaoyun’s blunt words. She quickly waved her hands in denial. Seeing the strange looks from the crowd, her words became clumsy. "How... how is that possible? Yuanbin and I have only been married for half a month. There’s no way I could be pregnant."
"It’s just that my body was weakened from my long time in the countryside. I’m a bit malnourished, that’s all."
"Comrade Xia Zhaoyun, I... I was just asking you for a small favor. If you don’t want to help, fine, but why must you always try to sling mud at me?"
Now, she gritted her teeth, speaking with righteous indignation, "Don’t you know how important a woman’s reputation is?"
Xia Zhaoyun sneered. "You know perfectly well that out of everyone in this troupe, I’m the one who detests your little act the most. Yet you chose to run right into me. I wonder what you’re really after."
"It’s a good thing you’re not pregnant. Otherwise, I would’ve thought you were trying to frame me."

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