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As Lan Qingqing pondered how to respond to Tong Le's question, she couldn't help but wonder why Tong Le was so certain that Zong Zeyu was merely playing with her. From her past experiences, wealthy men often had multiple partners; they sought thrills because they had too much money. Ordinary women simply couldn't satisfy their emotional or physical thresholds, so they naturally turned to excitement, with someone like Tong Le, who was already married, being a prime choice.
Of course, the real reason behind Lan Qingqing's certainty was her deep-seated resentment towards Tong Le for reaching for higher branches and, even more so, for being happy. Originally, her plan was to completely dismantle Tong Le's seemingly perfect marriage with Ke Wenjie. Even if she couldn't break them apart, she wouldn't allow Tong Le to receive Ke Wenjie's love or wealth!
She had thought everything would unfold as she envisioned, step by step. But then came the unexpected twist with Zong Zeyu entering the picture—a scandalous affair that threw her plans into chaos! Lan Qingqing still couldn't figure out what Zong Zeyu saw in Tong Le.
In short, she couldn't stand the thought of Tong Le living better than she did!
Lan Qingqing urged Tong Le once more, "I'm genuinely thinking of you. Please don't be stubborn. I'm worried that in pursuit of temporary pleasure, you might lose something far more valuable!"
Tong Le remained silent and unresponsive; she knew Lan Qingqing's little schemes all too well. Seeing Tong Le's lack of reaction only heightened Lan Qingqing's anxiety. "By the way, whose child is in your belly? It must be Ke Wenjie's, right? It can't be Zong Zeyu's!"
Tong Le deliberately teased, "Who do you hope it is? Who do you think the child in my belly could belong to? Guess."
Lan Qingqing sensed an ominous premonition and became even more troubled. Hearing Tong Le's question felt like an admission that the child could indeed belong to the Zong family! If that were true, then Tong Le would be on a fast track to success! Regardless of whether she ended up marrying Zong Zeyu or not, just the advantage of being a mother to his child would ensure a lifetime of wealth and honor!
This was precisely the life goal Lan Qingqing had always dreamed of—finding a super-rich man, giving birth to his child, and using that child as a long-term source of income while continuously extracting money from the child's father. Yet all these things she yearned for seemed to have been achieved by Tong Le!
Lan Qingqing felt unwilling and even a bit anxious; her hands rubbed together nervously. She didn't want to believe her own thoughts. The child should belong to Ke Wenjie, right? Otherwise, you and Zong Zeyu are moving way too fast! I truly believe you and Ke Wenjie are the perfect couple meant to spend your lives together. If the child is Zong Zeyu's, then you should consider terminating the pregnancy.
After saying this, Tong Le smiled calmly. "I really don't know whose child it is; it could be Ke Wenjie's or it could be Zong Zeyu's."
Tong Le intentionally confused Lan Qingqing further. "I can't figure it out either. Regardless, I am definitely going to have this baby. If it's Zong Zeyu's, I think his mother seems quite eager for a grandchild."
Lan Qingqing instinctively raised her voice. "You’ve met Zong Zeyu’s mother? The famous Wen Cuizhi? She didn’t treat you poorly?"
Tong Le nodded nonchalantly. She enjoyed seeing Lan Qingqing consumed by jealousy yet unable to express her anger. "Yes, I've met her; the elders of the Zong family are quite amiable. I’m actually quite happy about it."
Lan Qingqing rubbed her hands together more vigorously now, her gaze becoming increasingly erratic. She couldn't come up with anything persuasive enough to change Tong Le's mind in such a short time. The conversation was spiraling out of control; from this moment on, it felt like her life would diverge completely from Tong Le's.
With uncertainty in her tone, Lan Qingqing asked, "Tong Le, are you really going to divorce Ke Wenjie? Are you sure? You've been together for seven years; can you bear it?"
Tong Le appeared indifferent. "Don’t you want to congratulate me? Honestly, I’m quite surprised that you’re defending Ke Wenjie; Tian Ling has always been urging me to get a divorce. She says from an outsider’s perspective that I’m not happy at all and claims Ke Wenjie isn’t a good person."
Tong Le deliberately mentioned Tian Ling’s stance to probe Lan Qingqing further and indirectly make her feel guilty. It was obvious that their marriage was fraught with disharmony; why did Lan Qingqing insist on reconciliation?
Lan Qingqing was quick to respond, her words flowing smoothly. I often say that Tian Ling is impulsive and lacks rationality, with a childish heart! It’s better to destroy a temple than to break off a marriage; the warnings from the older generation surely hold some truth! She fixed her gaze on Ke Wenjie, saying, "I’ve been your best friend through four years of university! I watched you and Ke Wenjie date for four years and then walk into the halls of marriage! Such deep feelings cannot be judged by outsiders. When I see Tian Ling next time, I will definitely have a word with her!"
Tong Le couldn’t help but feel a chill run down her spine. This chill made her realize that she had long been trapped in the malice of those around her. Those whom she once trusted deeply—family or friends—had been disguising their words while harboring the most vicious intentions. Now, she felt that there wasn’t a single truthful word from Lan Qingqing’s mouth; even the memories of their university years were filled with deceit and calculation!
Tong Le shifted the topic, "Last time you mentioned wanting your husband to treat me and Tian Ling to dinner, saying we should all get together. Have you forgotten about that? Also, it’s been a while; you should be preparing for the wedding, right? After all, in a few months, your belly will start to show."
Lan Qingqing forced a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. "Yes, we need to meet up; I remember."
Then she recalled something, "By the way, about that factory and land we discussed last time—have you thought about it? My husband wants to open a factory but hasn’t found a suitable location yet. How about you take me to see that piece of land your family owns? It’s in the suburbs, right?"
Tong Le sensed Lan Qingqing's probing nature. She had thought that once everyone knew Ke Wenjie was about to face defeat, those with vested interests would scatter like birds and beasts fleeing from danger. She hadn’t expected Lan Qingqing to continue investigating the whereabouts of that property for Ke Wenjie.
Tong Le couldn’t quite figure out whether Lan Qingqing was genuinely doing this for Ke Wenjie or if she was simply bored and asking out of curiosity.
"How about this," Tong Le suggested, "You set a time for us to meet. I’ll have a detailed chat with your husband about what he plans to do with that land, and then I’ll take you both to see its location."
Lan Qingqing thought for a moment and nodded. "Alright, let’s bring Tian Ling along too; we can have dinner together while we’re at it."
As Lan Qingqing left Tongshan Real Estate, she spotted Jin Zi Meng already working in the office lobby.
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