Chapter 339: Chapter 339: He Will Not Have His Own Children
Translator: 549690339
Lan Yuyi was shocked: “What did you say?!”
“It’s true.”
“How could this possibly be?!”
“I’m not lying to you. This secret is known only to me and Lu Mingzhen, even the Old Madam has been kept in the dark, and of course, Lu Lingche has no idea. Even keeping this secret, I haven’t even told my own son, Shengqing.” Madam Lu stared into Lan Yuyi’s eyes, her tone piercing: “I’ve only told you this. You must never reveal it, do you understand?”
Lan Yuyi couldn’t recover from the huge shock, mechanically nodding her head: “I understand, I understand.”
“Lu Lingche is the son of Lu Mingzhen and a woman from outside. That woman brought the child to our door herself, and I was the one who sent her away for Lu Mingzhen.”
As Madam Lu spoke of the secret buried deep within her heart for over two decades, she was still filled with endless resentment: “I wanted to drown the child then. First, I was repulsed by the mistress who seduced my husband. Second, I feared that he would compete with my son for the family property in the future.” Ads by PubFuture
Lan Yuyi felt a tremor in her heart as she listened.
Madam Lu was truly ruthless, thinking directly of drowning Lu Lingche!
“However, before I could do anything, Lu Mingzhen came back. He knew he was wrong and said he would leave the child solely in my care. He also assured me that all the family property would belong to Shengqing in the future.” “Drowning Lu Lingche became impossible as Lu Mingzhen would not allow it. So I grudgingly accepted the child.”
“But, I had someone deal with Lu Lingche’s birth mother, that cheap woman, who shamelessly seduced my man. She deserved her death!”
“Even in the underworld, she would not rest in peace. After all, her son is in my hand. Lu Lingche has never had a good day in his life, and he will not have one in the future, he won’t even have his own child!”
“Yuyi, do you now understand how reliable my promise is?”
Lan Yuyi quickly nodded: “I understand, Aunt Yao, I completely understand now!”
All the inconsistencies were clarified at this moment.
No wonder Madam Lu unfairly favoured her son. Her kindness towards Lu Lingche was only superficial; it was all an act! Ads by PubFuture
No wonder she was even more eager than Lan Yuyi to terminate Qiao Yin’s pregnancy without considering the consequences!
No wonder she was so sure that Lu Lingche could never have a child, and Lu Shengqing’s child would be the only child of the Lu Family, and the heir!
It turned out that only the baby in her belly was Madam Lu’s real grandson!
No matter how many children Lu Lingche had, they would have no blood relationship with Madam Lu!
Learning this secret, Lan Yuyi’s heart was trembling with excitement!
Madam Lu put one arm around Lan Yuyi and placed the other on her belly, feeling the movements of the baby. The expression on her face reflected sincere affection: “It’s seven months now – just like my son, very lively. It won’t be long now, Yuyi, just hang in there.”
Lan Yuyi, now fully at ease, no longer had to act out crashing into walls and seeking death, spoke softly: “Aunt Yao, I follow your advice. The doctor said, the baby is very healthy and growing well.”
“Yuyi, now that I have told you such a big secret, you may not speak about death or life again.”
“Yes, Aunt Yao, I was wrong. My emotional instability worried you.”
Seeing her obedient and respectful, Madam Lu felt quite satisfied: “Alright, don’t sit on the floor anymore, get up, go back to bed and lay down. You specifically wanted to eat crystal shrimp dumplings from Chenji, your mother was afraid someone might tamper with it, so she went to buy it for you herself, she should be back soon.”
Lan Yuyi looked ashamed: “I really don’t know what’s wrong with me. I didn’t like seafood much before, but since becoming pregnant, I’ve been craving it.”Alll test nov l on novelb n/(.)c m
However, Madam Lu didn’t blame her: “It’s not your fault, it’s the baby who likes it. Shengqing also enjoys it, the child must take after him..”
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