I Transmigrate as a Single Mother of the Three Antagonists

Chapter 201 - Confession At The Cinema
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Chapter 201: Confession At The Cinema

In the private theater, the children stood at the door excitedly, holding popcorn buckets as they waited for Qiu Tong and Song Yan.

Qiu Xingyu’s eyes flickered with excitement and joy. She tugged at Qiu Xingqiao’s sleeve and murmured softly, “Mommy and Uncle Song are so compatible!”

Qiu Xingqiao frowned and looked at Qiu Tong and Song Yan. Going against his conscience, he disagreed. “How are they compatible?”

Qiu Xingyuan had two bottles of cola in his arms. He pursed his thin lips. Although he looked a little reluctant, he kept glancing at Qiu Tong the entire time.

“Uncle! I want to sit with you!”

Qiu Xingyu threw herself into Song Yan’s arms. She raised her head and stared at him with her sparkling eyes.

Song Yan felt a little repulsed but he hid his emotions. He just looked at Qiu Tong and patted the top of Little Yu’s head comfortingly. “Uncle will sit with Mommy!”

Qiu Xingyu was taken aback. She immediately covered her mouth with her hand and nodded solemnly. She pushed Qiu Tong and Song Yan to sit in the last row.

A cartoon comedy was playing on the projection screen. Laughter could be heard from the front row from time to time. Even Qiu Xingyuan’s eyes were lit up with glee.

Qiu Tong couldn’t help smiling when she saw their expressions.

Zap—

Qiu Tong reached into the popcorn bucket and ended up making contact with Song Yan’s fingertips. Sparks of static electricity flashed in the darkness.

Qiu Tong quickly drew back her hand. Song Yan smiled as he placed the popcorn in her arms. Their interaction was as intimate and natural as before, but somehow, she felt that something was amiss. “Sorry, I need to go to the washroom.”

Song Yan nodded and moved aside. Qiu Tong rested her hand on the back of the chair, her jacket brushing against Song Yan’s knee.

In the corridor, a stealthy figure slowly approached. Yu Ge lowered his black cap and hid in the dark, staring at the theater door.

Ever since the failed ambush at the hospital, Yu Ge had been lying in wait outside the villa. When he saw Qiu Tong and Song Yan come out, he had been secretly following them.

Yu Ge gritted his teeth and touched the fresh scar on his cheek. His eyes lit up as he took out a handkerchief soaked in chemicals.

At the sink in the washroom, Qiu Tong let cold water run down her palms. Images of Song Yan and her together flashed across her mind…

Bang—

The door was pushed open from the outside. Yu Ge rushed behind Qiu Tong and covered her mouth with a handkerchief. “This time! No one can save you!”

“Qiu Tong! You forced me to do this…”

The situation happened too suddenly. Qiu Tong inhaled a large amount of chemicals before hurriedly holding her breath. She picked up a big porcelain plate from the sink counter and threw it at Yu Ge.

Yu Ge tried to dodge and nearly tripped over the trash can.

“Don’t move! Are you alright?”

Qiu Tong did not return for a long time. Song Yan sensed that something was wrong. He quietly came out to look for her and heard the noises coming out of the bathroom.

He supported Qiu Tong as he asked her with concern.

Yu Ge saw that the situation was unfavorable and hurriedly fled.

Qiu Tong frowned and shook her head. She supported herself with her hands against the sink. Song Yan held her by the waist and brought her to the theater next door.

In the dark environment, Qiu Tong’s face was flushed red and sweating profusely. When Song Yan saw her appearance, his heart suddenly surged with a strong impulse. It was as if there were voices clamoring and urging him in his mind. “Kiss her! Turn her into your woman!”

Song Yan paused for two seconds. He squatted in front of Qiu Tong and stroked her cheek with his cold fingertips.

“Where are you feeling discomfort? I can help you, as long as you are willing…”

With his index finger, Song Yan tucked a strand of Qiu Tong’s hair behind her ear. He bent over, wanting to kiss her.

Qiu Tong’s eyes suddenly widened. She pushed Song Yan’s chest with her palm. Their faces were so close that she could see her own reflection in Song Yan’s eyes. Taking advantage of Song Yan’s daze, she tore off the herbal sachet hanging from his neck.

“Who are you! Why are you pretending to be him? What’s your motive for wanting to get close to me!”

Qiu Tong narrowed her eyes and questioned warily.

Song Yan frowned, his lips curling into a cold and indifferent smile. He asked, “What are you talking about? Why can’t I understand what you are saying?”

“This is the herbal sachet you gave me to wear 24/7.”

Song Yan wanted to grab her palm, but Qiu Tong retracted her hand in disdain. “No, you’re not him!”

“Anyone who wears this herbal sachet for 24 hours will be infused with its fragrance.”

“But you don’t smell of it at all. In other words, you snatched this herbal sachet from him!”

Qiu Tong stepped away from Song Yan and demanded in a cold tone, “Who are you!”

Song Yan had his hands in his pockets. In the dim light of the theater, he casually admitted, “I’m Song Yan.”

“Your so-called ‘him’ is the one who used my identity to deceive you.”

Song Yan raised his eyebrows and explained calmly, “Jin Yang, the president who lives in the capital used my identity to deceive you and get close to you.”

“He just wants to flirt with you before making me take the blame for everything. That way, he won’t have to take any responsibility.”

Qiu Tong’s pupils constricted. So their first encounter had been a sham?

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