Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 1321 - 1299: Alarmed the Royal Family

Lan Yurou felt her heart pounding violently, struggling and shouting even louder!

The maid saw things turning unfavorable, fearing that if Lan Yurou got hurt it would be hard to handle, she hurried to report to Ya Qianhuai.

The guards dragged Lan Yurou out of the small villa, but before leaving the courtyard, they saw Ya Qianhuai coming over breathlessly with the butler Pei.

Seeing Ya Qianhuai was like spotting a life-saving driftwood, Lan Yurou blushed, choking up: "Uncle—"

"What are you doing! Let go!" Ya Qianhuai couldn’t believe it when the maid reported that Ya Chen had ordered Lan Yurou to be taken to the hospital early in the morning, but seeing it with his own eyes shocked him.

The guard released her but still said, "It’s His Highness’s order."

"What does he want to do?"

"His Highness did not say."

Ya Qianhuai was infuriated, after all this time, is he still thinking of getting rid of the child in Lan Yurou’s belly?

The last time with Xinyue hadn’t been settled, and now is he planning to harm this grandchild?

Thinking about it, he yelled angrily at the servants: "Do not go! Someone, take Miss Lan upstairs. If there’s anything, let him come to me!"

The guard was about to speak when footsteps came from not far away.

Ya Chen had anticipated it wouldn’t go smoothly and came over himself, coldly asking, "Why hasn’t she come out yet."

He arrived just in time.

Ya Qianhuai was fuming: "What’s going on? Why send her to the hospital?"

Ya Chen calmly said, "Don’t worry, it’s not for an abortion."

Ya Qianhuai wasn’t relieved but instead felt more uneasy. Today was Xinyue’s surgery, and he was making Lan Yurou go for what reason? It made him anxious.

He frowned even more: "Then what do you want her to go to the hospital for?"

"I’ll explain later."

"What nonsense! No, she’s not going!"

This son is unpredictable; though he says it’s not for an abortion, who knows what he’ll actually do?

In any case, anything that might harm the Ya family’s grandchild is off-limits.

Lan Yurou found a sanctuary, hiding behind Ya Qianhuai and breathing a sigh of relief. As long as Ya Qianhuai has her back, not even a king could take her out of this threshold.

Yet Ya Chen curled his cold, thin lips into a chilling smile: "Is dad so concerned about her, all because of the child in her belly?"

Ya Qianhuai didn’t know what he was playing at: "You still remember she’s carrying your child, that’s good!"

Ya Chen, not wanting to waste time, clapped his hands.

Two personal guards escorted a man towards the father and son.

The man was just in his early twenties, with dyed brown hair, dressed fashionably and frivolously, looking like a man of dubious profession. Clearly, it was his first time entering such a high-status household, looking incredulous, muttering to himself as he walked: "... Where is this? Why was I called... Who’s looking for me... What happened?"

Stopping, he saw the Ya family father and son in front of him, and only then realized, startling in recognition.

This was—the country’s first family?

Why had the Royal Guards brought him to the Ya family?

"Who is this? Why bring him here?" Ya Qianhuai frowned, looking at his son.

Lan Yurou felt a pang in her heart, why did this man look more and more familiar... It seemed she had seen him somewhere?

Suddenly, cold sweat poured down like a waterfall!

Ya Chen spoke calmly: "What did you do on May 8th from midnight to dawn, speak."

May 8? Wasn’t that more than four months ago? Ya Qianhuai looked at his son again, puzzled.

The man had never seen a member of the royal family in person before, and to his shock, it was the prince speaking to him, the mysterious, elusive crown prince!

How dared he defy, carefully recalling, his face suddenly flushed:

"The day before was my birthday, so I remember clearly, I was at the downtown bar all night... Later, I went to a hotel room with a woman..."

As he spoke, sweat poured even more, his heart was playing little tricks, oh crap, a consensual one-night stand, that should be legal, right? Why would the royal family care?

Lan Yurou’s body went weak, stepping back two paces, her fists soaked in sweat, wanting to run but unable to move her legs, wanting to stop the man but not knowing how!

Ya Chen raised an eyebrow: "Who was the woman?"

"The next day, when I woke up, the woman was gone. The previous night at the bar, she kept wearing big sunglasses and was heavily covered, the bar lighting was dim..."

Ya Qianhuai caught on to something, feeling moved, could it be...

Ya Chen continued coldly: "Look around, does anyone resemble that woman?"

The man glanced around, there were only two women, one dressed as a maid, the other young and beautiful...

Really does resemble!

No, it’s not just resemble, it’s her—

The man swallowed, pointing at the trembling Lan Yurou: "It seems to be her..."

Just saying it, his heart skipped a beat, wait, isn’t this star Lan Yurou!?

So he had a one-night stand with a big star?

Lan Yurou immediately exploded: "Don’t talk nonsense!"

"Whether it’s nonsense, a test of the fetus’s month will reveal. Four months’ pregnancy and three months’ pregnancy, can fool people but not medical equipment." Ya Chen raised an eyebrow.

Ya Qianhuai finally understood, gritting his teeth, glaring at the pale Lan Yurou, his gaze almost devouring.

Dared to plant a one-night stand bastard on the Ya family! What did this woman take the Ya family for?

Hearing Ya Qianhuai’s heavy breathing, Ya Chen calmly ordered: "Send Miss Lan to the hospital."

This time Ya Qianhuai didn’t interfere further.

*

Hospital.

Room beside the operating room.

Lan Yurou thought she was there for a fetal month test, her face pale, brought in, shivering, even more uneasy than a pregnancy test.

The room lacked pregnancy test equipment, filled instead with thick syringes, sharp needles, blood bags, disinfectant, and a reclining chair.

The same scene as the night she was called to the hospital.

Still, Dr. Han stood before her, with a sternly-appearing nurse beside, seemingly an assistant.

Later, Dr. Han would personally operate on Chu Xinyue, this nurse was his trusted assistant to help prepare blood bags.

Dr. Han spoke as calmly as that night: "Miss Lan, please lie down."

Her skin prickled with goosebumps, a bad feeling surged: "What is this for?"

The nurse, receiving Dr. Han’s look, approached, taking her arm, trying to lead her to the recliner.

"What are you bringing me here for!" She forcefully broke free from the nurse’s grip, retreating towards the door.