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337　　Nan Batian squinted his eyes at this time, observing Huang Wan'er's expression.

　　Huang Wan'er also knew that Nan Batian was testing her, or he had made preparations for both situations.

　　The first thing is that Huang Wan'er is pregnant, so she dare not eat the saffron cake. If she eats it, she will definitely lose the baby and will suffer a great punishment.

　　The second possibility is that Huang Wan'er is not pregnant, so the saffron can warm and nourish her body, which is good for her health, and it can also dispel her doubts, which is a good way to kill two birds with one stone.

　　Nan Batian thought about it and stared at Huang Wan'er.

　　Huang Wan'er's psychological quality is indeed good. Although a disaster is imminent, she still maintains basic composure, and her mind is working rapidly at this time.

　　I was thinking about countermeasures, but on the surface there didn't seem to be any big problems.

　　Du Juan was already sweating anxiously, and at this time she quickly said, "Boss, my wife has a poor appetite today, and just asked for some fruit..."

　　Upon hearing this, Nan Batian turned around and looked at Dujuan. His eyes were calm but contained a dangerous signal. Dujuan was instantly frightened by this terrifying look, as if she was being stared at by a monster that was ready to eat her prey.

　　He couldn't help but take two steps back.

　　Nan Batian squinted his eyes and looked at her. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard Huang Wan'er's voice: "Du Juan, do you have the right to interrupt me when I'm talking to the gang leader? You are really becoming more and more unruly."

　　"Go, bring over the cakes that the gang leader brought. I want to taste them carefully!"

　　Huang Wan'er angrily scolded Du Juan. Du Juan looked at Huang Wan'er in surprise, with struggle clearly written on her face.

　　At this time, Huang Wan'er smiled and pulled Nan Batian's sleeve and said, "How can I let down the gang leader's kindness? I want to eat more today and eat everything the gang leader sent me, okay?"

　　Nan Batian came back to his senses, looked at Huang Wan'er, and asked with a suspicious look on his face: "Madam, do you really want to eat?"

　　Huang Wan'er smiled and said, "Of course, I understand the good intentions of the gang leader. Bring it over."

　　"Ah, yes."

　　Dujuan gritted her teeth at this time. She really didn't want to do this. She knew how much the lady cared about the child and how much the lady wanted to give birth to this child. But now, did she really want to eat this saffron pastry?

　　This is saffron, a miraculous drug for abortion!

　　Dujuan's hands were shaking as she brought over a plate of saffron cake.

　　The so-called saffron cake is made in a similar way to osmanthus cake. It uses flour and glutinous rice flour as the main ingredients, and then adds sugar and saffron.

　　You can tell at first glance that this osmanthus cake is made with a lot of ingredients. It's all red and you can tell that a lot of saffron is used in it.

　　Moreover, the pastry was made very beautifully. The chef cut it into matchbox size with a knife and placed it neatly on a plate, stacked into three layers, with a red date on the top as decoration.

　　It has good color, aroma and taste, but in Huang Wan'er's eyes, it is no different from a highly toxic drug.

　　Nan Batian took the plate from Du Juan at this time, and then brought it to Huang Wan'er and said, "Wan'er."

　　Um?

　　Huang Wan'er looked at him.

　　Nan Batian said: "Do you know what the servants outside say about you?"

　　Huang Wan'er asked: "How do you say it?"

　　Nan Batian said: "They said you were suffering from morning sickness, Wan'er, you are not pregnant, are you?"

　　Click!

　　Huang Wan'er's heart skipped a beat, but she still forced a smile: "Haha, Boss, what nonsense are you talking about? How could I be pregnant? Don't listen to other people's slander."

　　"Well, that gossiper has been buried alive by me. What I want to tell you is."

　　"Wan'er, you know me. My body won't allow me to have children. So if you are really pregnant with someone else's child, it's okay. Just tell me who the father of the child is, and I won't hurt you or the child."

　　"And I will treat him as my own son. From now on, he will be my son, Nan Batian, and my foundation will all belong to him in the future."

　　"So Wan'er, can you understand?"

　　Nan Batian looked at Huang Wan'er and spoke very seriously, with a feeling that it was even like a passionate confession.

　　Since he couldn't have children, he could treat the child as his own. He also didn't have to touch Huang Wan'er. He just needed to find out who the adulterer was and kill him.

　　This sounds like a very tempting condition.

　　But Huang Wan'er knew how cruel Nan Batian was, so she couldn't trust everything he said.

　　And even if Nan Batian really wanted the baby in her belly, she would never give it to him. She couldn't let her child call the person she hated the most "daddy"!

　　Huang Wan'er looked grim, and said to Nan Batian, "Boss, you don't believe me?"

　　Nan Batian said: "No, I will give you another chance."

　　"If you tell me, you won't have to eat this saffron cake. You know, this saffron cake is fine for ordinary people to eat, but it will cause trouble if pregnant women eat it."

　　Huang Wan'er looked at Nan Batian and said, "Boss, I am devoted to Buddhism. I didn't expect you to distrust me so much. Isn't it just this steamed cake made of saffron? I'll eat it."

　　Huang Wan'er picked up a piece and was about to put it in her mouth.

　　Nan Batian grabbed her wrist and asked, "Have you thought it through?"

　　Huang Wan'er said with a smile on her face: "Haha... I have a clear conscience, what is there to think about."

　　Nan Batian heard this and said, "Okay, okay."

　　As he said that, he loosened his hand. Huang Wan'er opened her mouth and took a bite of the saffron cake, watching Nan Batian chew and swallow it bite by bite.

　　Soon a piece of saffron cake was put into her mouth.

　　She picked up another piece and commented, "There's a bit too much sugar, so the taste is a bit off."

　　Then he put another piece into his mouth and picked up the third piece.

　　Seeing this, Du Juan couldn't help but shout, "Madam."

　　Huang Wan'er and Nan Batian both looked at Du Juan, and Du Juan said timidly, "I ate too much at night and had indigestion."

　　Huang Wan'er heard this, glanced at Nan Batian and said: "I've finished this plate today. I can't let you down. But it's a bit choking. Can you pour me a cup of tea?"

　　Upon hearing this, Du Juan could only obediently go and pour tea.

　　Huang Wan'er looked at Nan Batian and said, "Boss, do you want to eat a piece?"

　　Nan Batian looked at Huang Wan'er and said, "No, this is made for you, Madam. But Madam, is it really so delicious?"

　　Huang Wan'er said: "It's not delicious, but I won't eat it. The leader doesn't believe me!"

　　Nan Batian squinted his eyes and looked at Huang Wan'er and said, "Are you really so clear-minded?"

　　Huang Wan'er said: "Why should I be ashamed?"

　　The two looked at each other, and Nan Batian nodded and said, "Very good, I hope you didn't lie to me. Doctor Liu will be here soon. With his medical skills, no one can deceive her."

　　After saying that, he stood up and said to the two younger brothers standing at the door, "Watch the madam and finish eating the saffron cake."

　　"Yes, boss."

　　The two younger brothers stood at the door, staring at Huang Wan'er in the house. Huang Wan'er gritted her teeth at this time. Du Juan poured a pot of tea over. Huang Wan'er took it, took a sip of tea, and then took the saffron cake and stuffed it into her mouth.

　　Du Juan grabbed Huang Wan'er and said, "Madam, you can't eat anymore!"

　　Huang Wan'er looked at Du Juan, her face pale as she said, "Now that things have come to this, there is no other way. Whether he can hold on depends on his own luck."

　　There was a hint of madness on Huang Wan'er's face, and she continued to stuff saffron cake into her mouth numbly.

　　This is fate. It will torture the poor people to its heart's content and never give them any comfort...

　　Finally, Huang Wan'er ate the whole plate of saffron cake. Suddenly, she felt a cramp in her abdomen. Her face turned pale instantly and cold sweat streamed down her forehead.

　　Seeing this scene, Dujuan was shocked.

　　"Madam, Madam, please find ..."

　　Du Juan was so frightened when she saw Huang Wan'er's condition that she immediately went to call a doctor.

　　But he was caught by Huang Wan'er.

　　"Don't go!"

　　"But ma'am, you."

　　"No, don't go."

　　Huang Wan'er held Dujuan's hand. Dujuan was so anxious that she almost cried. This must be the effect of the saffron. Abortion is a life-threatening matter!

　　Just when Dujuan was about to cry, she suddenly heard footsteps outside.

　　Nan Batian's voice came over: "Old Liu, you are here. It's really wrong to disturb you so late at night."

　　"Haha, you are too polite, it is my duty to treat illnesses and save lives. By the way, where is my wife?"

　　As Nan Batian spoke, he led Liu Yishou towards the house.

　　After hearing this, Du Juan said, "Madam, Liu, Liu Yishou is here."

　　Huang Wan'er's face turned even paler. She said, "Hurry, help me wipe the sweat off my face."

　　After hearing this, Du Juan immediately took out a handkerchief from her clothes and wiped Huang Wan'er's face.

　　Just then Nan Batian and Liu Yishou walked in and saw this scene. Nan Batian frowned.

　　"What's wrong, ma'am?"

　　After hearing this, Huang Wan'er said weakly: "It's okay, I just have a stomachache."

　　Nan Batian frowned and said, "Your stomach hurts? You're not really pregnant with someone's bastard, are you, Saffron, who killed you?"

　　"Boss, why don't you believe me?"

　　Huang Wan'er looked at the gang leader with a wronged expression, and at the same time she felt a pain in her stomach.

　　Seeing this, Liu Yishou said, "Okay, stop arguing, let me take a look."

　　After hearing this, Nan Batian looked at Liu Yishou and said, "Thank you, Mr. Liu."

　　Nan Batian looked at Huang Wan'er and said, "Wan'er, I'll give you one last chance. If you confess now, it's not too late. With Old Liu here, even if you ate saffron, the child can be saved for you!"

　　"No, boss, why don't you believe me?"

　　Huang Wan'er was about to cry. Seeing Huang Wan'er like this, Nan Batian said, "Okay, okay, Mr. Liu, please come in!"

　　Liu Yishou didn't say anything, but came to Huang Wan'er and said, "Madam, please give me your right hand."

　　Huang Wan'er stared at Liu Yishou, feeling extremely nervous. Her stomach was aching and she felt extremely weak.

　　She was really at the end of her rope at this moment.