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Hidden Marriage: Spoiled by the Imperial Commander

Chapter 87 - 87 87 Whose Child is in the Belly

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87: Chapter 87: Whose Child is in the Belly?

87: Chapter 87: Whose Child is in the Belly?

Yarong’s smile immediately darkened, as she slammed one hand on the desk, “Why does it have to be her?”

Yan Hong had just picked up some rice with his chopsticks, and her outburst startled him.

His face darkened, “What on earth did you take today?

You’ve just had a fight with Qianyi downstairs, and now you want to hit me too?”

“I told you she started it, but you just won’t believe me!”

Yan Hong ignored her and continued to eat.

Yarong bit her teeth in anger.

“Yan Hong, be honest with me, is Yan Qianyi more important to you than Ruyi?

You talk about loving both the palm and the back of your hand, but I see you favoring one over the other!

Is it because Yan Qianyi grew up by your side since she was little, so you’re more partial to her?

Or is it because…

she is the daughter born to your ex-wife and you, thus making her more precious than our daughter?”

Yan Hong sighed helplessly, “I’m not favoring anyone, can you stop mentioning my ex-wife all the time?

You’re my wife now!”

“If you keep favoring her like this, soon I too will become your ex-wife!”

As she spoke, Yarong started to cry.

The moment she cried, Yan Hong’s heart softened.

He put down his chopsticks, stood up, and took her by the shoulders, his tone becoming gentler.

“Alright, stop thinking nonsense all day long, I’ve really been very busy and tired lately.”

In her youth, Yarong had always moved among men, well aware of how to interact with them.

Seeing that Yan Hong’s attitude had softened, she immediately followed his lead.

“Husband…” She leaned into Yan Hong’s embrace, “I know you work so hard, and isn’t Ruyi also trying to reach out to the Little Divine Doctor?

Ruyi grew up without a father around her, she really tries hard, she wants to be your pride.”

Yan Hong nodded, “I know, Ruyi is a good child.”

“Then…

why not bring her along tomorrow night, let her mingle more with high society, get some exposure.

That way, when she approaches the Little Divine Doctor for collaboration, it would make him trust her more.

If you really want Qianyi to go too, then take both daughters.

An extra one doesn’t hurt, and others would envy you for having two beautiful daughters.”

Yarong lowered her demands.

Although Yan Hong usually listened to her, when it came to things he was firm on, she couldn’t change his mind.

As long as she could bring her own daughter Ruyi this time, it didn’t matter if Yan Qianyi followed.

Yan Hong let out a deep breath, “To be honest with you, tomorrow night’s dinner isn’t some high society business meal, it’s Mu Zicheng.”

“Mu Zicheng?”

“Right, he called me last night, and I went out this morning to meet him.

He said that since Qianyi is already married, he no longer insists on her marrying him right away, but she must bear a child for him, and the eight hundred million will be considered payment for the child.

Therefore, Qianyi must go to the dinner tomorrow night.”

“But will Qianyi agree to it?”

“I have my plans, she’ll have to agree whether she wants to or not.”

Yarong nodded, a hint of a smile flashing in her eyes, “I thought so.

How could you suddenly become so biased?

Turns out, I misunderstood.

But…

Qianyi is with Mu Yunlie, and who knows whose child it will be in her belly by then.”

“Can’t worry about that now, anyway, Mu Zicheng said, as long as Qianyi spends tomorrow night with him, he temporarily won’t pursue the betrothal gift.”

Yarong’s eyes lit up with joy, “Qianyi’s fertility is S-ranked, she’s sure to conceive in one night!

Just let her give birth to Mu Zicheng’s child, then the issue of the betrothal gift will be resolved too.”

“Yes,” Yan Hong breathed a sigh of relief, “Without that eight hundred million, our Yan Family really would go bankrupt.

If things go well tomorrow night, I can finally have peace of mind.”

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