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Jin Lingling and Hong Mei exchanged glances, not expecting that Lin Siyu, who always appeared glamorous and never spared her sharp tongue or missed a chance to stir up trouble, would have such a side to her.

Looking at her, why does she appear to have gone foolish?

Did Li Chang know about this? Did Li Chengzhi know?

"Miss," Hong Mei said somewhat awkwardly, pointing at her head, "Could it be that there’s something wrong with her?"

If she really had a problem, that would be quite pitiable, she’s only in her teens.

Jin Lingling, however, suddenly broke into hearty laughter, "Ha ha! Karma! Karma! This wretch has harmed my child and stolen my husband, and now she finally got what she deserves! Not only can’t she have children, but she has also turned into a fool! Good, good! Heaven is just!"

Jin Lingling didn’t attempt to hide her laughter. Hong Mei hastily looked around, relieved that no one was nearby. She quickly covered Jin Lingling’s mouth and whispered urgently, "Miss, Miss! Keep your voice down!"

After laughing, Jin Lingling started to cry, turning laughter into sobs, her voice growing even more ferocious, "Wretch! Don’t think I will let you off just because you’ve become a fool!

You stole my man and harmed my child, I will make sure you’re ruined and live a life worse than death!

And that bastard! You won’t get away either! "

Hong Mei looked worriedly at Jin Lingling, who was nearly bewitched, unsure if continuing this way was right or wrong.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Liu, supported by Ying Tao, hurried back to her room. As soon as she entered, she could not help but rush to the toilet barrel and vomit profusely.

Ying Tao quickly shut the door and carefully scanned the surroundings to see if anyone was eavesdropping. Once everything was safe, she gave Mrs. Liu a cup of water.

Mrs. Liu rinsed her mouth, and Ying Tao’s frown deepened, "Miss, you can’t go on like this. If someone notices something amiss, there will be no good end!"

Mrs. Liu spat out the water and handed the cloth to Ying Tao, then collapsed onto the bed. She had just been waiting on the Sixth Prince and it had exhausted her; even her complexion had turned pale.

After resting for a while, Mrs. Liu opened her somewhat groggy eyes and tenderly stroked her still flat belly, a face full of happiness, "Even if it is not the right time, we must find a way! This is my and the army’s first child; I must protect him well!"

"But," Ying Tao said as she sat down beside Mrs. Liu, her brows knitted with worry, "this child has come at a bad time. Two months, and that old man hasn’t been in your room for half a year. If someone else finds out, there’s no way to bluff it through. It’s obvious the child isn’t his!"

Mrs. Liu fell silent for a while before mustering an unusual strength, perhaps due to maternal instincts, her eyes filled with defiance, "If we can’t bluff our way through, then we must leave this place of trouble."

Leave? As if it were that easy.

"Perhaps, we should go ask Boss Lin for advice. I sensed something off about Li Chengzhi’s expression earlier; it feels like something big is about to happen in this mansion," Mrs. Liu’s elegant brows knotted, her lips pressed tightly together.

They could hide from most but not all; this child could only be hidden for another two months at most. They couldn’t wait any longer.

"Perhaps, we could ask Panpan to lend Jin Lingling a hand..."

Lin family’s hollow.

Xia Zheng waved off the young lad who had come to deliver the message, his expression turning slightly uneasy the instant the boy left.

Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow and leaned in to ask, "What’s up? Another lover? Or perhaps your lover’s younger brother?"

Xia Zheng’s face twitched. What lover? Zhao Hongyan is just a kid, alright?

His lover’s younger brother? Was she implying he had an affair with Zhao Hongsheng or Zhao Hongde?

Zhao Hongde was one thing, but thinking of Zhao Hongsheng’s sly and smug demeanor made Xia Zheng nauseous. Raising his hand, he knocked on Lin Yuan’s smooth forehead and scolded, "What lover’s younger brother? That’s Little White Rabbit’s brother!"

Of course, Lin Yuan had understood once the young lad mentioned Zhao Hongyan’s name and guessed his relationship to Zhao Hongde. She was just curious why Xia Zheng, upon hearing of a seven- or eight-year-old child’s visit, seemed so desperate to hide in Lin family’s hollow and refused to come out.

Knowing Lin Yuan was puzzled, Xia Zheng grimly explained, "You may think he’s only eight years old, but he’s actually a silly, clingy nuisance!

In the past, wherever Xiao Bai and I went, he had to follow; if we didn’t let him, he would cry and wail, and with Consort Tian doting on him, playing up to us and begging us, we couldn’t just leave him behind out of respect for Consort Tian. "

Xia Zheng sighed miserably. Consort Tian doted on the little guy, insisting they take him out to play.

But where could Xia Zheng stay still? Whether climbing trees for bird eggs or wading in the river to catch fish, young Zhao Hongyan would inevitably get bumps and bruises.

However, Consort Tian was overprotective, and Xia Zheng was indirectly forbidden from engaging in such injury-prone activities.

Could he actually like the clingy little tyke?

Listening to Xia Zheng’s string of complaints, Lin Yuan couldn’t help but burst into laughter, patting his glum face in understanding.