"Qianqian, you’re at home! Auntie thought you went to your grandparents for the summer."
Upon hearing Feng Lu’s voice, Han Qian involuntarily stiffened but quickly adjusted herself. She got up from the sofa and gave Feng Lu a sweet smile: "Aunt Feng, you’re back?! Dad said you needed to stay at Grandfather Feng’s house to recover after being discharged, so I didn’t go over to disturb you. I’m sorry, I really should have visited you at Grandfather Feng’s."
Her gaze shifted downwards as Han Qian looked at Feng Lu’s flat abdomen and suddenly showed surprise: "Aunt Feng, did you have a little brother? But that’s not right, he wasn’t due yet..."
Even Han Bin hadn’t told Han Qian about Feng Lu’s fall in the bathroom, which resulted in losing the child and the removal of Feng Lu’s womb to save her life.
However, Feng Lu felt that Han Qian was gloating, though she suppressed her anger and forced a smile: "Didn’t your dad tell you?"
Han Qian blinked with an innocent expression: "Aunt Feng, what should Dad have told me?"
"The little brother in Auntie’s belly is gone."
Feng Lu looked somewhat pained: "It was my fault. I accidentally slipped while taking a bath, causing your little brother to leave me."
"Is that so?" Han Qian’s eyes reddened: "But I heard from Uncle Feng that Aunt and the little brother were fine!"
"That was your Uncle Feng not wanting you to worry or to scare you, after all, you’re just a young girl."
Wiping the corner of her eye, Feng Lu said: "I’m going upstairs to lie down for a while. Keep watching TV, but don’t watch too long, or it’ll hurt your eyes."
"...Okay, I got it!"
After hesitating for a moment, Han Qian nodded. As Feng Lu started up the stairs, Han Qian called out: "Aunt Feng!"
Feng Lu turned her head: "Yes, Auntie is listening."
"You and my dad are still young. I believe the little brother will return to your belly," Han Qian said with pure sincerity, nodding heavily to add credibility to her words: "For sure, Aunt Fang, you’re kind, and the little brother will definitely come back to you!"
"Then Auntie will take your kind words, waiting for this little brother to come back as our family’s child."
Smiling, Feng Lu said this, retracting her gaze as she continued upstairs.
Damn little brat, was she deliberately provoking her with those words, wanting to see her make a fool of herself?
Though she hated Han Qian to death, Feng Lu had to act carefree, so as not to let Han Qian see anything unusual from her back.
But she didn’t know that Han Qian was also pretending to be naive and innocent, playing along with her act.
The reason?
Han Qian knew well that what she did that day was no longer a secret. Perhaps Feng Lu didn’t know the truth, but with Feng Lu’s mind, Han Qian felt she might guess something.



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