At the hospital entrance, even at night, there were people around.
Upon hearing her words, everyone instinctively turned their gaze toward Zhao Mengmeng, whispering and pointing as the bodyguards carried her inside.
This was not a path leading to a hospital for Zhao Mengmeng; it was a path leading to death.
Pei Chengde, at the front, slowed his steps, and the bodyguard quickly caught up.
He looked at Zhao Mengmeng and said, "Since Miss Zhao denies that the child in her womb is Chenyang's, to ascertain the truth and to avoid condemning the innocent, we'll have the doctor extract the baby's DNA for testing. Whether it is or isn't, we'll just wait for the doctor to announce it."
He was speaking to the bodyguard, but even more so to Zhao Mengmeng.
Upon hearing this, she laughed bitterly in anger.
"There's no need for any identification, if I say it's not, then it's not."
"Unfortunately, I don't believe you. Let's go," he said.
