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Lan Qingqing took a taxi home. Before she could even open the door, Zhang Huizhi, from across the hall, suddenly flung her door open and looked at Lan Qingqing with a face full of reproach.
Zhang Huizhi had been waiting at her door for quite some time, just to see when Lan Qingqing would return! It was late at night, and she was pregnant; who knew where Lan Qingqing had been gallivanting around without even notifying her in advance!
Lan Qingqing turned around and said to Zhang Huizhi, "Auntie, it’s so late. Aren’t you asleep yet?"
Zhang Huizhi shot back, "How can I sleep? How can I sleep when you’re not home? Where have you been all night? Why are you only coming back now? I haven’t eaten anything all evening, just waiting for you to come home and cook! Even though you and Jie haven’t registered your marriage yet, you’re already part of the Ke family. Do I need to teach you these basic rules?"
Lan Qingqing wore a forced smile on her face while inwardly cursing Zhang Huizhi into oblivion. Standing at the door like that at night was scarier than a horror movie! When she had caught a glimpse of Zhang Huizhi's aging face just now, she nearly jumped out of her skin!
She explained, "Auntie, I was working overtime at the office tonight. Didn’t I mention it to you before? My female boss is always targeting me."
Zhang Huizhi seemed half-convinced. "Well, you should have called me in advance to let me know. Why did I have to wait until now? My stomach is churning from hunger!"
Lan Qingqing suggested, "How about I order takeout for you? Is that alright? It’s too late for me to cook now, and I have work tomorrow."
Zhang Huizhi waved her hand dismissively. "Fine, just order two dishes for me. That way I can heat them up for breakfast tomorrow."
With that, Zhang Huizhi closed the door.
The smile on Lan Qingqing's face faded completely. She couldn't help but curse in her heart, wishing that this wretched old woman would just disappear! If she really married Ke Jie in the future, dealing with this old hag would drain so much of her energy!
As Lan Qingqing stepped into her home, she secretly resolved to prepare herself well and aim to win over Hou Yi, that genuine rich heir! Although Hou Yi was a bit of a playboy, he was generous with his money. Just tonight's dinner at a restaurant costing five thousand per person was something Ke Jie would never treat her to with his stingy nature!
Feeling utterly exhausted, Lan Qingqing wanted nothing more than to take a quick shower and rest. Just then, she received a WeChat message from Ke Jie.
Ke Jie sent: "Tong Le isn’t coming home tonight. Come over to my place."
Lan Qingqing felt her emotions teetering on the edge. Now she had more men to deal with—Ke Jie was one, Hou Yi was another, plus that clingy Mo Kai Liang who always stuck to her.
She initially wanted to refuse, but then He Shui Xian in the small bedroom suddenly started whimpering.
She was about to lose her mind; in a moment of frustration, she turned around, put on her shoes, and walked out of the house.
She wished she could stay away from home for several weeks. By the time she returned, she hoped He Shui Xian would have died in bed—she didn’t care whether it was from starvation or illness; she just wanted to collect He Shui Xian’s body!
Lan Qingqing took a taxi to Ke Jie’s place. By the time she arrived, Ke Jie had already showered and was waiting on the bed.
Lan Qingqing felt no interest at all; however, since she was already there, she had to play along and put on a show.
Summoning the last bit of her energy, she cleaned herself up and turned off the lights before getting into bed.
As they engaged in intimacy, her mind was filled with thoughts of Hou Yi's face.
With the lights off at that moment, otherwise if she had been looking at Ke Jie’s face throughout the encounter, she might have fallen asleep right there!
After their intimate moment, Lan Qingqing turned to her side, gazing at the moonlight streaming through the window. Ke Jie quickly fell into a deep sleep, his soft snores filling the air, but Lan Qingqing found herself wide awake.
She got out of bed and stepped out of the bedroom, carefully closing the door behind her before turning on the lights in the living room. This was Ke Jie and Tong Le's home; however, she had slept in their bed many times without Tong Le's knowledge, having long since claimed this space for herself.
In the kitchen, she poured herself a glass of warm water and took a stroll around the house. As she casually opened Tong Le's wardrobe, she found it filled with cheap and simple clothes.
Humming a little tune, she made her way to the bathroom. Standing in front of the mirror, she began applying Tong Le's skincare products, admiring her own reflection while thoughts of Hou Yi flickered through her mind.
She felt as if she was falling into a trap; once, all she wanted was to marry Ke Jie, but now she found herself yearning for an exciting romance with Hou Yi. The balance in her heart began to sway. She glanced down at her lower abdomen and realized that if she shifted her affections now, the child growing inside her would have to be let go.
The next morning, Tong Le awoke to bright daylight, having enjoyed an exceptionally restful night without even dreaming.
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