nashuaworldcup Chapter 460 The Child Killed by His Own Mother 2
Chapter 460 The Child Killed by His Own Mother 2
The next day, Lin Jiansheng arrived as promised, bringing his mistress with him.
As soon as Qin Mi entered the house, she gave the mother and daughter a disdainful look, and then went inside to examine the three-bedroom apartment.
In her heart, this would be her home from now on, so she had to take a good look at it.
Wearing a fashionable dress, her youthful and beautiful appearance immediately outshone Zhong Lifang.
Her five-month-old belly bulged high, her face full of pride, and she strutted arrogantly, linking her arm with Lin Jiansheng's.
Lin Jiansheng, dressed in a suit and tie, exuded the air of a successful man, but his eyes were full of disgust and impatience as he looked at Zhong Lifang.
He casually tossed the divorce papers onto the coffee table: "Sign them, don't waste time."
Zhong Lifang stared intently at Qin Mi's bulging belly, her fingers unconsciously digging into her palm.
Qingmo stood beside her mother, her little hands tugging at the hem of her clothes, but her eyes were fixed on Qin Mi's belly.
"Oh my, this must be Lin Yu?"
Qin Mi smiled insincerely and bent down slightly, wanting to pat Qingmo's head, "You're so cute~"
Qingmo suddenly smiled sweetly: "Auntie, is it a little brother or a little sister in your belly?"
Qin Mi glanced at Zhong Lifang triumphantly: "It's a healthy baby boy!"
"You'll have a younger brother soon."
Upon hearing this, a hint of pride flashed across Lin Jiansheng's face.
Qingmo tilted her head and asked innocently, "Then does Daddy like my little brother more and not Yuyu anymore?"
Lin Jiansheng frowned: "Don't talk nonsense, kid."
He then turned his gaze to Zhong Lifang: "Don't talk nonsense in front of the child. You can have custody of the child if you want, or give it to me if you don't."
"But the house, car, and savings are all things I earned, so it's impossible for me to give them to you."
“But we’ve been married for several years, and I’m not the kind of heartless man. I’ll give you 100,000 yuan, so please sign the papers quickly.”
Zhong Lifang sneered: "Ha! One hundred thousand?"
"I've been with you since I was eighteen. Is my ten years of youth only worth 100,000?"
"Lin Jiansheng, are you even human?"
Lin Jiansheng said impatiently, "Then what do you want? Don't think I'll give you an extra penny."
Qin Mi also spoke up: "Jiansheng, hurry up and get her to sign the papers. I still have a prenatal checkup scheduled."
Zhong Lifang didn't say anything, but stared intently at the two adulterers, her eyes filled with sorrow.
Suddenly, Qingmo ran to Qin Mi's side and said with a grin, "Auntie, can I touch your little brother?"
Qin Mi hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
She's just a child, what bad intentions could she possibly have?
Qingmo placed her hand on her stomach, gently touched it, and then looked at Lin Jiansheng.
She asked in a childish voice, "Daddy, you haven't been home for so long. Is it because of the baby in Auntie's tummy?"
"If Auntie's baby is gone, will Daddy just be my dad?"
After saying that, she gave Lin Jiansheng a wicked smile.
Before he could react, Qingmo took two steps back and charged forward, crashing into Qin Mi's stomach like a small cannonball.
Caught off guard, Qin Mi fell backward and crashed heavily to the ground.
She let out a piercing scream and instinctively covered her stomach with her hands, but it was too late.
"Ah! My child! Jiansheng...save me..."
Qin Mi's face turned deathly pale instantly, and she curled up in pain.
Lin Jiansheng then realized what was happening and rushed forward, calling out, "Honey!"
He turned around angrily, "You unfilial daughter, what are you doing?"
Qingmo peeked out from behind her mother, blinking her big eyes: "Daddy, Mommy said you're leaving us, so you won't abandon us, right?"
Lin Jian was so angry that he was trembling all over, but he didn't care about arguing with them and quickly picked up Qin Mi.
"Honey, hang in there, I'll take you to the hospital!"
Qin Mi's skirt was stained with large patches of blood, and she was sweating profusely from the pain: "The child...our child..."
Watching the two figures hurriedly leave, Zhong Lifang finally came to her senses.
She looked down at her daughter, her voice trembling slightly, "Yuyu...you..."
Qingmo tilted her little face up and smiled, "Mom, isn't this what you wanted to see?"
Zhong Lifang suddenly burst into tears, crying because all her grievances had been seen by others.
Her daughter, the daughter she risked her life to give birth to.
I did not let her down.
Okay, very good, this is the fate that mistresses deserve.
Although she didn't dare to do it herself, her daughter did it for her.
As she cried, Zhong Lifang started to laugh.
The original owner hadn't seen such a smile on her face for a long time.
"Good boy/girl, Mommy's sweet baby."
She hugged Qingmo tightly in her arms, as if her daughter were truly her precious treasure.
She had completely forgotten how she beat and scolded the child after finding out that Lin Jiansheng had cheated on her.
"Sweetie, are you hungry? What do you want to eat? Mommy will make it for you."
Since Zhong Lifang was in such a good mood, she naturally had to reward her "hero" properly.
Qingmo tilted her little head and thought for a moment, then said in her childish voice, "I want to eat Mommy's braised pork ribs!"
"Okay, Mom will go buy some pork ribs right now!"
Zhong Lifang wiped away her tears, and a long-lost smile appeared on her face.
She was just about to leave when she suddenly remembered something, turned around, squatted down, and said seriously to Qingmo, "Yuyu, don't admit to what happened today to anyone, understand?"
Qingmo nodded obediently: "Yes! Auntie fell down by accident."
Zhong Lifang patted her daughter's head with satisfaction before going out to buy groceries with peace of mind.
Qingmo stood by the window, watching her mother's departing figure. The innocence on her face gradually faded, replaced by a cold smile.
"This is just the beginning..."
Her little hands gently stroked the cactus on the windowsill, her eyes gloomy, unlike those of a typical child.
They are a family!
A family should love and cherish each other.