The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

Tang Xiuyan didn't tell him, so Lu Jiuqing kindly helped him hide it.

"Does he value you and the child, or does he not want to touch you?" Lu Jiuqing said leisurely.

Lu Menghua stood up all of a sudden, holding his belly with one hand and supporting his waist with the other, and said sternly: "Lu Jiuqing, if you are here to talk about this, then I have nothing to say to you. The door is over there, please do it."

Lu Jiuqing paused, then laughed: "Why are you so excited?"

Lu Jiuqing pointed to the chair and said softly: "Sit down and let's talk."

"I came to you today just because I had good intentions." Lu Jiuqing said leisurely, "He came to see me last night and said he wanted to start over with me. You didn't know about this, right?"

Lu Menghua's eyes widened instantly, and the expression on his face changed continuously, and finally became gloomier little by little.

She had long discovered that Tang Xiuyan still had lingering feelings for Lu Jiuqing, but she didn't expect that Tang Xiuyan would actually take this step.

"Impossible," Lu Menghua still subconsciously retorted, "It's impossible for him to ask you to start over."

Lu Jiuqing had already been Mo Xiao's lover on their wedding night. She was already unclean, and Tang Xiuyan couldn't possibly care less.

Lu Jiuqing knew what she was thinking and didn't care. He just said lightly: "Believe it or not, he did say that."

"Oh, by the way, he also told me that when you give birth to the child in your belly, he will divorce you, so that I will still be the only mistress of the Tang Mansion. Because he promised me before that he would only love you in this life. I am the only one who will never marry anyone else. By divorcing you, we have fulfilled our promise."

Lu Menghua's face became even more ugly: "Stop talking nonsense here. Do you think I will believe you?"

Lu Jiuqing stood up and said calmly: "Believe it or not, I'm just here to tell you."

"If I were you, I would have made preparations in advance, lest I end up with nothing and become an abandoned woman."

After Lu Jiuqing said that, he turned around and left.

Lu Menghua looked at her back and asked in a deep voice, "Why are you telling me this?"

Lu Jiuqing said calmly: "I don't want to raise children for others yet."

As soon as Lu Jiuqing said these words, Lu Menghua was stunned for a moment, and then trembled.

She figured out what Lu Jiuqing meant.

Tang Xiuyan not only wanted to divorce her, but also wanted to give her child to Lu Jiuqing to raise.

Lu Menghua was so angry that he smashed all the cups and saucers on the table. He still stood there panting in confusion. She murmured: "Tang Xiuyan, I have suffered so many grievances for you, and now you want to kick me." Open? Let me tell you, it’s impossible!”

Unless she doesn't want it, she must get what she wants.

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That night, Lu Jiuqing heard a fierce quarrel coming from Lu Menghua's yard, followed by the sound of a woman crying and smashing things.

While Xia Ying was eating melon seeds, she said to Lu Jiuqing: "Girl, there won't be a fight over there, right?"

Lu Jiuqing held the account book sent by Chen Yuan in his hand and replied casually: "We can't fight."

Lu Menghua was pregnant with Tang Xiuyan's child. This was Lu Menghua's trump card, and Tang Xiuyan did not dare to touch it.

Xia Ying clicked her tongue twice: "What a pity. I thought it was time to start a fight because the quarrel was so serious."

"It's strange to say that before these two got married, they were flirting with each other. I thought they were in love with each other, but they turned out to be resentful couples."

Lu Jiuqing said nothing.

She had already figured out that Tang Xiuyan loved no one but himself.