Chapter 409: Chapter 398: The Wen Family’s Eldest Miss Is Pregnant with General Song’s Child
"Abandon this idea now, let’s solve the problem together."
"She’s carrying my child."
When Song Tingfan said this, Lin Qiao was stunned. She scrutinized him carefully but couldn’t decipher any emotion.
She didn’t believe it, "Do you think I’ll believe you?"
"I’ll bring her to meet you tomorrow." Song Tingfan’s gaze fell on the woman’s face, and for a moment, he wanted to give up.
But he wouldn’t take risks with her, not even one in a ten thousand chance.
Lin Qiao couldn’t tell if he was telling the truth or lying, but whether it was the former or latter, she didn’t accept it.
Meanwhile, as the two finished at the mansion, the Capital became "lively," with rumors spreading at every alley that Miss Wen from the Wen Family was pregnant.
People speculated it was General Song’s, since both families were about to get engaged anyway.
Before long, there were more rumors that Miss Wen tried to hang herself after being discovered, but was stopped and eventually admitted that it was Song Tingfan’s child.
For a while, the Capital was even more bustling.
The next day, the Wen Family and Song Family got engaged, with the wedding scheduled soon, just three days later.
In the mansion
Lin Qiao looked at the gentle-eyed woman, her gaze falling on her belly, which was already quite obvious, probably four or five months along.
Wen Shu timidly glanced at her, then respectfully called out, "Sister."
"How did the child come about?" Lin Qiao no longer wanted to act and asked directly.
Wen Shu looked at Song Tingfan and blushed, unsure how to speak.
"She’s shy; don’t make it hard for her. I was drunk." Song Tingfan stood in front of Wen Shu, full of protective intent.
Although Lin Qiao still thought it was false, her chest felt tight for a moment. She stopped looking at him and focused on Wen Shu: "Can I touch your belly?"
Wen Shu was startled for a moment, then quickly reacted, touching her belly and smiling, "Sure."
The sensation of the belly, Lin Qiao, having been pregnant, knew dearly. Wen Shu was indeed pregnant, but she didn’t believe it was Song Tingfan’s. Clearly, those reactions were very unfamiliar.
If it were true, she couldn’t let her become someone else’s target.
Two lives.
At this point, Wen Shu gently said, "Sister, rest assured, I won’t compete with you. If you’re unwilling, I’ll just be a concubine."
"As long as I’m treated well, that’s enough."
"Do you know him? He has a bad temper and gets physical when slightly dissatisfied." Lin Qiao thought she was trying to climb up to Song Tingfan for some scheme.
Wen Shu was a bit surprised but quickly understood, "Thank you for your kindness, sister. Tingfan is quite good to me; he often comes to see me and takes me out so I wouldn’t feel bored."
"Before, I was afraid he’d not want the child, so I didn’t dare tell him. But after he found out a few days ago, not only did he not blame me, but he also bought a lot of medicines to ensure a smooth pregnancy."
If it were fake, she was a masterful actress. If true...
There were many things Lin Qiao couldn’t interfere with, just like Song Tingfan still marrying Wen Shu, but instead of entering the General Mansion, he bought a new estate for Wen Shu to nurture the baby.
Perhaps someone wanted to see her laughable, as a lady from the Capital invited her into their mansion to view lotuses.
After politely declining, she was again invited. She couldn’t refuse again, and just as she was about to board the carriage, the butler apologetically stopped her, "Madam. This carriage is for the young madam; if you need a carriage, you might have to wait a bit as another carriage is out fetching groceries."
Lin Qiao stared at him directly, and the butler felt a chill, momentarily feeling like she saw through something.
"Let her use the grocery cart." She said as she boarded the carriage.
If they wanted to perform, she’d defy them.
The butler watched as the carriage disappeared into the distance, "..."
Quickly realizing, he scanned the surroundings, "Someone, quickly report to the General that the main madam took the carriage."
Whether by coincidence or intentional design, just as Lin Qiao arrived, she saw Song Tingfan helping Wen Shu off another carriage.
She pressed her lips together, "Lian Sheng, help me down."
The driver was a young soldier. Hearing her, he immediately looked towards Song Tingfan and quickly responded, "Main Madam, I’ll get a stool."
"No need, just help me." Lin Qiao raised her hand towards him.
The young soldier was in distress. How could he dare touch her? But with everyone watching, he braced himself and extended his hand to help her down.
In the distance, Song Tingfan’s hand tightened, causing Wen Shu to wince and softly say, "It hurts."
Quickly, the man released her, helping her off the carriage, "I’ll wait for you outside, be careful."
"Okay."
Wen Shu nodded with a smile, then moved towards Lin Qiao, "Sister, let’s head in together."
Lin Qiao nodded.
As soon as the two entered the mansion, they became the center of attention. Wen Shu had the gentle beauty of a high-born lady, while Lin Qiao boasted a brighter, more dazzling beauty, each with their unique charm.
But in comparison, Lin Qiao’s appearance was more captivating.
"Ah, the two Mrs. Songs have finally arrived, please, have a seat."
The woman in the blue dress smiled warmly, then suddenly thought of something, "Look at my arrangements, bring those two chairs closer together."
