When Song Heqing heard the word "evil seed", his eyebrows jumped.

"Mother, he didn't do it."

It was because she was in so much pain, and begged him to kill her.

Aunt Lin didn't believe what she said. "He admitted it himself!"

Song Luan hugged her, poured a cup of tea for Aunt Lin, and said slowly, "Do you believe others more than me?" She then laughed, and continued, "You see, I am very well now."

Song Heqing also helped out, "Yes. Sister is doing very well now, so you can rest assured. As for the past, I believe only my sister knows."

Aunt Lin reluctantly pressed back all kinds of doubts in her heart and looked at her stomach, "How many months has it been? Is it coming soon?"

Song Luan rubbed her sore waist. "It seems I'm about to give birth this month."

She didn't know the specific date.

Aunt Lin sobbed again. "The situation wasn't very good when you gave birth to your eldest son. Now, I don't know what it's like, but don't let anything happen. If it's a critical moment, you must save your own life first."

When her daughter didn't show any love to her eldest son two years ago, Aunt Lin never persuaded her to correct her behavior.

Song Luan couldn't cry or laugh. "It should be okay, mother. Don't worry. I'll live well. Don't worry about me anymore."

"You're coaxing me." Aunt Lin sighed, "It would have been better if you had married a little white face."

Who would have expected Zhao Nanyu to have such a grand fate today? Aunt Lin once sincerely hoped that Zhao Nanyu would die early so that her daughter would have a chance to remarry.

She had observed people for decades and never missed anything. Zhao Nanyu was not a good person.

Song Luan nodded, echoing her words. She thought of little white's bright eyes. "I like white faces too!"

White, clean, gentle, and polite.

No power, no money, nothing.

The last thing her mother lacked was money.

Song Heqing's corner mouth twitched. He half-jokingly said, "Sister, you haven't changed."

"Brother, I just told you the truth."

"I didn't care about it in the past, but now, you don't talk about this at home."

"I'm not stupid."

"I'm afraid you'll be stupid."

Aunt Lin recovered from her serious illness, and now she felt tired after talking for a short time.

"Mother, are you tired?"

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"I'm really tired."

"Otherwise you can just rest in my room for a while?" Song Luan suggested.

Aunt Lin originally wanted to agree, but when she thought about it, Zhao Nanyu seemed to return at this time. She didn't want to see her son-in-law at all. She was afraid that she couldn't stop herself from pointing at his nose while scolding and beating him.

She waved her hand. "I won't stay. I'll see you some other day."

Aunt Lin took out the silver collar that she had prepared early. The collar was inlaid with agate of excellent color. It looked very beautiful. "This is for the child in your stomach. I also gave it to you when you were a child. It does not only look good but could also keep you safe."

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