Chapter 413: Chapter 400: Just a Ruse
Facing his deep and unreadable eyes, she braced herself and didn’t shrink back.
Song Tingfan pursed his lips and said hoarsely, "If you pretend again next time, I will hit you."
His tone was very serious.
How dare he say such a thing; Lin Qiao was infuriated. She raised her hand and pinched his ear, not holding back at all, his face already distorted, "You lied to me first. If you don’t explain clearly today, I’ll pull your face apart."
For a moment, she looked somewhat like Li Guifen.
Song Tingfan seemed to feel no pain, allowing her to pinch him without answering her question but repeated, "No pretending again!"
Lin Qiao refused to comply with him. Now he was anxious; why wasn’t he anxious when he was acting alone, "Are you going to talk or not? If not, I’m really leaving... hm..."
Before she could finish, she was shut up, and then she felt pain. Her strength increased, but he didn’t seem to care at all.
After a good while, he finally let go of her, softly saying, "Don’t go."
Lin Qiao panted for a while before catching her breath, angrily hitting him on the chest, "Are you a dog?"
Biting, biting, biting! Who kisses like biting?
Song Tingfan was silent for a moment, "If you don’t leave, it doesn’t matter what I am."
Anything is fine.
As long as she doesn’t leave.
Lin Qiao didn’t hear what she wanted to hear, and said nothing.
Song Tingfan’s toes twitched, revealing his unease, probably frightened by her pretending to be dead.
"I reported Xu Dagui’s matter, the Emperor wants to use it to our advantage, I disagreed."
As for who wants to use whom, Lin Qiaoxin naturally understood, it was her. Her resentment subsided a bit, but her tone remained stiff, questioning, "And then you had someone else replace me? Let someone else die for me?"
"No."
Song Tingfan pursed his lips, seeing her staring straight at him, then said, "She’s not Wen Shu, she’s the Emperor’s Hidden Guard."
The Hidden Guard’s ability to protect themselves is stronger than hers.
And can protect her.
"What about the real Wen Shu?"
The tension in her voice was apparent to Song Tingfan, "Already sent out of the Capital, with guards for protection."
Hearing this, Lin Qiao let out a sigh of relief. If that’s the case, why hide it from her, not trust her? "You don’t trust me?"
"No." Song Tingfan had no hesitation.
"Then what is it? Hm? Why not speak?"
"You were frightened."
Xu Dagui’s death frightened her, he was furious wanting to catch that person.
At the same time, it made him timid, thinking he could protect her, yet...
He dared not let her get involved in these matters anymore.
It’s too filthy.
He didn’t want to drag her down.
It’s enough for him alone.
In a life with no end in sight, he alone is enough.
Lin Qiao paused for a moment, stared at him for a long time.
The room fell silent.
Song Tingfan nervously lowered his eyes, and before he could say anything, there was a warm touch on his cheek, his pupils slightly dilated.
"Song Tingfan, you didn’t disappoint me." Lin Qiao spoke sincerely. Him not letting the pregnant woman die in her place was beyond her expectations.
It proved he was already changing.
Perhaps not expecting her to say this, Song Tingfan was somewhat at a loss, the coldness in his heart gradually dissipating.
Soon the woman said again, "There will be no next time. If there is, I won’t want you anymore."
From the beginning, she knew that the two of them were different from ordinary couples. He had experienced too many cruel things, and his thinking was actually distorted.
That he could do this much in this matter was already very good.
"I don’t want you anymore," these words might be indifferent to others, but to Song Tingfan, they were more serious than death.
He had been abandoned too many times...
"Mom." At this moment, Lin Ling’s little head popped out from the doorway, with a look of "Is it okay now?".
Then seeing the bad Daddy’s eyes were red, clearly scared by Mom.
"Daddy, Mommy’s scaring you, she put on makeup."
Raised this kid for nothing, Lin Qiao got up, took a copper mirror and looked, and was startled to find she looked like a ghost.
She quickly took a cloth to wipe it off, after a while, turned to look at Song Tingfan, "You should go back."
Seeing he didn’t move, she explained, "If you don’t leave, people will start to suspect something."
She was a professional at acting.
A woman abandoned by a heartless man was her forte.
The Third Prince, that ultimate boss, would not let them remain peaceful as long as he wasn’t resolved.
Song Tingfan seemed unable to believe she forgave him just like that.
In the past, if he didn’t pluck enough pigweed, he would be beaten half to death.
Twisting an ankle would get scolded.
With her, things he couldn’t even dare to think of... came easily.
He pursed his lips, "Just wait half a month."
In half a month, it will be resolved, and then we can live our lives properly.
...
General Song’s first wife was beaten half to death for plotting against Wen Shu, and the news spread throughout the Capital.
The Third Prince’s Mansion
