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Everyone was staring at Lan Qingqing. He did not consider himself part of the Ke Family; wherever his heart led him was home, and as long as Lan Qingqing was there, that was where he belonged.
Jin Feng and Jin Zi Meng remained typical two-faced individuals. No matter what Ke Wei Qiang and his son said, the mother and daughter had one principle: to protect themselves at all costs and never take sides!
Halfway through their meal, Ke Wenjie poured half a glass of juice for Jin Zi Meng, trying to be friendly. "If Si Li encounters any difficulties, just let me know. I can help you with anything. By the way, how is the audit work at the company going? Do you know?"
Jin Zi Meng shook her head. "Brother, I don’t know anything about the audit. It’s my first day at the company, and I’m just learning. The tasks are very simple, like making spreadsheets and printing materials."
Ke Wenjie nodded thoughtfully. He immediately began to paint a bright future for Jin Zi Meng. "You should focus on building a solid foundation now. Once I return to Tongshan Real Estate, I’ll arrange a good position for you and give you a raise. Tong Le is definitely wary of you; although she agreed to your application, she won’t make things easy for you at the company. Be cautious and keep your eyes open."
Jin Zi Meng smiled in response. "Got it, brother. Right now, I’m just here to learn and earn some living expenses, but I will work hard."
In the kitchen, Lan Qingqing stood by the sink washing some fruit when Zhang Huizhi came around from behind the dining table and asked, "I heard you met Tong Le? How is she? Is it confirmed that her baby is Zong Zeyu's?"
Lan Qingqing shook off the water from her hands casually and replied, "Yeah."
Zhang Huizhi suggested, "Let’s think of a way to get rid of her baby or at least make it disabled. I really can’t stand seeing her happy."
Lan Qingqing turned around, biting into a pear in her hand. "Didn’t you say that Ke Wenjie wants Tong Le to safely give birth so he can use it as leverage against Zong Zeyu? How come just a few hours later you've changed your mind?"
Zhang Huizhi's expression turned sinister. "I don’t have such grand ambitions as Ke Wenjie. Besides, I thought about it; Ke Wenjie might not be able to outmaneuver Zong Zeyu. I want Tong Le to suffer and feel the pain of losing her child! Doesn’t she think she’s so proud because she’s carrying Zong’s child? I want to shatter that pride!"
Lan Qingqing chuckled lightly with a hint of sarcasm. "So what’s your plan? Tong Le is quite alert now."
Zhang Huizhi retorted, "Don’t you have any ideas? You can’t rely on me for everything!"
Lan Qingqing did have an idea, though it wasn’t entirely reliable.
Zhang Huizhi asked curiously, "Do you have a plan?"
Lan Qingqing glanced at Jin Zi Meng in the living room and gestured towards Zhang Huizhi. "Right now, among all of us, the only person who can get close to Tong Le every day is Jin Zi Meng. You could ask her if she’s willing to help you get rid of Tong Le's baby."
Zhang Huizhi immediately rejected the idea. "Nonsense! Jin Zi Meng would help me? She’s Jin Feng's daughter! Didn’t you see how dismissive Jin Feng was towards me at the dinner table?"
Lan Qingqing shrugged. "Then there’s nothing we can do; even Tong Le doesn’t trust me anymore."
Zhang Huizhi rolled her eyes thoughtfully; it seemed this was the only way forward. "Let me think about it some more."
The next morning.
When Lan Qingqing woke up from her sleep, Ke Wenjie had already left; she was alone in the house.
The lingering smell of hot pot filled the air as she got up and walked into the kitchen. The dishes from last night were scattered everywhere—dirty and messy—and she had no idea how long it would take to clean up.
Standing there, she felt overwhelmed as memories flooded back of how Ke Wei Qiang had gotten drunk last night and thrown up on the carpet—a carpet that she had rolled up and tossed downstairs!
These days of collapse seem endless!
At that moment, her phone buzzed with a message from the real estate agent. The message read, "Miss Lan, can you view the property today? Your house is in high demand, and someone has already scheduled a viewing."
Lan Qingqing quickly replied, "Sure! I’ll come right away!"
Meanwhile, at Tong Le's new apartment.
Zong Zeyu parked his car downstairs and saw Tong Le, who looked neat and gentle as she appeared in his line of sight.
Zong Zeyu walked toward Tong Le with a smile that was hard to suppress. He lifted the bag containing Custard Buns and said, "I brought you breakfast so you won't be hungry."
Tong Le patted her small belly and replied, "I had two bowls of rice porridge, one egg, and two meat buns this morning. I'm not hungry; you should eat."
Zong Zeyu smiled with great satisfaction. As the saying goes, being able to eat is a blessing, and he felt that his wife was truly blessed!
Suddenly feeling playful, he couldn't help but praise his wife, "Wow, you ate so much! My wife is amazing! Here’s a reward for you—two more Custard Buns!"
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