After rebirth, the Prime Minister's wife always wanted to leave her father behind and keep her

Guishan Villa is named Guishan because it really feels like retreating to the mountains. The mountain road is winding and it takes nearly an hour to get to the villa.

When Cheng Songan arrived at Cheng Wanxin's main courtyard, Cheng Wanxin was sitting next to the incense burner, drawing patterns, a picture of a peaceful life. When she saw the visitor, she was not surprised, and even smiled with surprise, saying, "I was just worried about not being able to embroider this tiger head well, and it happened that my sister came. Come in and have a cup of hot tea to warm yourself up."

She was five months pregnant and her belly was obviously bulging, but when viewed from behind, she looked no different from before. Her limbs were still slender, and her morning sickness period was over. She looked full of energy and more calm than before.

Cheng Songan sneered: "I dare not drink your tea."

Cheng Wanxin pretended not to hear her. She let her sit on the couch and handed her a hand warmer. They were so warm and friendly as if there was no rift between them at all.

Cheng Songan admired her calmness and nonchalance. He sat on the couch and looked down at her belly. If her baby was still there, although not this big, it should be obvious by now.

She felt a sharp pain in her heart, but then she told herself that if she was so easily provoked, then her trip would be putting the cart before the horse.

Cheng Wanxin noticed her gaze, smiled gently, and stroked her belly and said to her: "It's already moving, but I don't know whether it's a boy or a girl. Sister, do you want a nephew or a niece?"

When Taxue heard this, he started to curse: "The second young lady of the Cheng family is a widow, the third young lady is unmarried, and our daughter will be an aunt for many years. If she has a nephew now, wouldn't he be a bastard?"

Cheng Wanxin was not angry, but smiled gently at Cheng Songan: "Sister, you have a bad temper, and even the maidservants who follow you are so unruly. You don't even have a child, no wonder your mother-in-law is dissatisfied with you. I heard that your cat was also thrown out, sister, you can guess who did it, right?"

Her light words, full of sarcasm and provocation, made Taxue so angry that he wanted to fight back.

Cheng Songan waved her hand to send Taxue away. From the moment she entered the room, she could see that although Cheng Wanxin looked calm and composed, every word she said was poking her heart, trying to provoke her. Although she didn't know her purpose, she couldn't fulfill her wish.

To deal with Cheng Wanxin, you have to use her method.

Cheng Songan propped his chin up with his hand and replied nonchalantly, "The one who has the final say in the Cui family is still the old lady. My mother-in-law did something wrong and was locked up in the yard to copy Buddhist scriptures. It won't be so easy for her to be dissatisfied with me next time. Who let the old lady love me? Don't you think so?"

Cheng Wanxin bit her lip and said, "Sister, if you don't have children, will the old lady just let it go?"

Cheng Songan snorted coldly: "Don't play innocent in front of me. You know how my child is gone, and you should also know what I am doing here today."

Cheng Wanxin pretended to be confused: "Oh? Sister had a child? How could it be gone? Why is it such a pity? I guess sister must be very sad?"

Haitang clenched her fists, unable to bear it any longer.

Cheng Songan leaned towards her with a smile on his face, but he unexpectedly slapped her, almost knocking her off her feet. Fortunately, Xiangcheng behind her supported her.

Cheng Wanxin was horrified, covering her face and angrily asked, "How dare you hit me?"

"I have to hit you so I won't pretend." Cheng Songan leaned back to his original position, smiled slightly, looked at his right hand, and said slowly, "I am really sad, I am a little crazy, I can't control my urge to hit people. Remember, you begged me to hit you before? I'll just fulfill your wish."

A trace of anger flashed across Cheng Wanxin's eyes, but she tried her best to restrain herself and smiled provocatively: "Sister, even if you want to hit me, you should also take the child into consideration. Didn't Yuan Qing say that you can't touch the child?"

Still so confident.

Cheng Songan looked at her belly with interest. Who would have thought that the child inside had not yet been born, but she had already seen it and raised it for several years.

"Maybe he did say it, but I was crazy and couldn't remember clearly. Oh! I felt it was a boy." Cheng Songan put his hand on her belly and stroked it gently twice.

Cheng Wanxin tried to provoke her several times but failed. Not only did Cheng Songan not get angry, but he made such a move. For a moment, she was a little at a loss.

Cheng Songan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you scared? What are you afraid of? You can't have an abortion with such a big belly."

Her tone was teasing, like a cat playing with a mouse, and her hand was on her belly, causing it to move a little.

This evil creature had been a lot of trouble for him in his previous life, and he was not obedient in his belly in this life. Cheng Songan gently patted the place where the fetus was moving, pretending to be angry and said, "If you don't listen, I will hit you."

Cheng Wan was shocked. If something happened this month, there would probably be two deaths. But she seemed certain that Cheng Songan would not dare to do anything to her, so she just glanced out the window inconspicuously.

Cheng Songan took her gaze in his eyes and asked, imitating her innocent look: "Are you waiting for Cui Yuanqing to save you? He has gone to the palace and may not be back until tonight."

Cheng Wanxin did not answer, but sat there quietly, still fearless.

That's right, since Cui Yuanqing wanted to protect her and the child, why didn't he arrange for someone to guard here? Cheng Wanxin was not afraid.

Cheng Songan's mind turned, and he said casually, "Don't you think it's strange? We are sisters, but your appearance and personality are similar to Xue Tingyun. I remember you were not like this when you were a child. It seems that you did it on purpose after returning from Baohua Temple."

Cheng Wanxin's face changed drastically, and she looked flustered for a moment, but she concealed it well. She frowned and asked, "Who is Xue Tingyun? How can I be similar to her?"

Cheng Songan immediately had a guess in his mind that Cheng Wanxin must know the whereabouts of Xue Tingyun and it is very likely that she sees her often!

When Xue Tingyun asked her to deliver a painting, he would definitely tell her about his life experience. However, Cheng Wanxin only told Cui Yuanqing about that person to show that she knew nothing about it. However, she was able to deliberately imitate Xue Tingyun, and her temperament and talent were so similar. This could not be achieved by just meeting him once, but by meeting him frequently.

"Where is she?" Cheng Songan stared into her eyes and asked, "She hates me, so she wants you to do everything possible to harm me, right?"

Cheng Wanxin met her eyes and stared at them for a while, then suddenly calmed down and smiled, "How come I don't understand what you're saying, sister? When have I ever hurt you, sister?"

"You like Cui Yuanqing," Cheng Songan chuckled, "You think that as long as you don't tell this secret, he will always protect you. You even dream of getting pregnant with someone else's child and letting him raise it for you, right?"

Cheng Wanxin's eyebrows moved, and she replied with a smile: "Sister, do you think there is any problem?"