Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

That night.

The lights in Zhao's villa were bright, as bright as day.

In the courtyard, hundreds of Taicheng Group's men stood in neat rows. They had different expressions, some looked sad, some looked stern, and some had a hint of uneasiness and fear in their eyes.

These people all have the unique aura of gangsters to a certain extent, some are fierce, some are cunning, but at this moment, in this solemn atmosphere, they have restrained their usual arrogance.

The housekeeper was arranging the funeral of Zhao Qiankun and Zhao Chengkai overnight, and the entire Zhao residence was immersed in a depressing and heavy atmosphere.

Just then, Lin Lang's car slowly stopped at the gate of Zhao's house.

Lin Lang, wearing a black suit and sunglasses late at night, opened the car door and as soon as he stepped out of the door, he attracted everyone's attention.

There aren't many people who wear sunglasses to show off late at night, and Lin Lang is one of them.

Of course, if Lin Lang didn’t have the [Super Night Vision] skill, he wouldn’t wear sunglasses so pretentious at night.

A bodyguard from Taicheng Group who had never seen Lin Lang came forward and asked, "Excuse me, sir, who are you? What's the matter with you coming to Zhao's house so late at night?"

Upon seeing this, the housekeeper immediately stepped forward, bowed slightly, and said respectfully: "Mr. Lin, you are here."

Lin Lang looked solemn, his facial features tense. He looked up at the crowd around him and replied, "Such a big thing happened, how could I not come? How is Lanshan?"

Hearing this, the housekeeper sighed heavily, his eyes full of worry: "The eldest lady locked herself in the room and did not allow any of us to disturb her. She did not even eat dinner."

After hearing this, Lin Lang ordered: "Have the servants cook a bowl of black sesame dumplings and bring it to Lanshan's room later. I will feed her myself, maybe she can eat a few bites."

"Yes, Mr. Lin."

"I'll go to Lanshan's room to see her." After saying that, Lin Lang quickly walked into Zhao's villa.

After arriving at the door of Zhao Lanshan's room, Lin Lang took a deep breath and knocked on the door politely: "Knock knock..."

"Didn't I order that no one is allowed to disturb me? Get out!" Zhao Lanshan's hoarse voice came out angrily through the door.

Lin Lang slowly pushed open the door.

The room was filled with a strong atmosphere of sadness. Zhao Lanshan was still sitting on the floor, with photos scattered around her. Her eyes were empty, immersed in endless pain.

Zhao Lanshan, with tearful eyes, heard the noise, slowly raised her head, and her eyes met Lin Lang's.

At the moment their eyes met, both of them saw thousands of words in each other's eyes, and those emotions that could not be expressed in words surged into their hearts like a tide at this moment.

Lin Lang's eyes were filled with heartache and helplessness. He looked at Zhao Lanshan's haggard face and felt a pang of pain in his heart.

Zhao Lanshan's eyes were filled with sadness and a desire to be loved by Lin Lang.

"Wife, I'm here to accompany you." Lin Lang called softly, with endless tenderness in his voice.

When she saw Lin Lang, Zhao Lanshan felt warm in her heart. Her lips moved, but she couldn't say anything, and tears welled up in her eyes again.

Lin Lang quickly walked to Zhao Lanshan, squatted down, and gently embraced her in his arms.

Zhao Lanshan could no longer suppress her sadness. As if she had found support, she hugged Lin Lang tightly and burst into tears in his arms.

"Husband, what should I do?"

"Dad is gone, Cheng Kai is gone too, I'm the only one left in the Zhao family, wuwuwu..."

Zhao Lanshan's voice was choked with sobs and she sobbed in Lin Lang's arms.

Lin Lang gently patted Zhao Lanshan's back and comforted her distressedly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, I will always be by your side."

Zhao Lanshan's delicate body trembled in Lin Lang's arms. She cried and said, "Hubby, I'm so sad! What should I do if I can't stop crying?"

Lin Lang stroked Zhao Lanshan's back again and again. Although he felt sorry for Zhao Lanshan, he did not regret getting rid of the Zhao father and son at all, because if he kept this father and son who created trouble out of nothing, they would sooner or later kill Zhao Lanshan.

Zhao Lanshan's crying voice echoed in the room, which made Lin Lang feel very uncomfortable.

Lin Lang slowly let go of Zhao Lanshan and put his hand on her pulse. After taking her pulse, he comforted her, "Wife, you are pregnant with our child. Please accept my condolences!"

Zhao Lanshan stopped crying after hearing this. She sniffed and asked with tears in her eyes, "Husband, is what you said true or false? Am I really pregnant with your baby?"

Lin Lang forced a smile on his face and replied, "Yes, you won't be alone for the rest of your life. You will have me and the baby with you."

Zhao Lanshan gently stroked her flat belly, with a complex emotion flashing in her eyes, with surprise and confusion. "Hubby, I... I'm not ready to be a mother yet, and now something like this has happened at home."

Her voice was trembling slightly, as if she was completely enveloped by sadness and anxiety and could not find a way out.

Lin Lang gently held Zhao Lanshan's hand and placed it in the palm of his left hand, conveying strength with the warm touch: "Don't worry, our baby will be as cute as a little angel after it is born. Her smile can heal all the haze in your heart."

"Wife, no matter what happens, I will be with you to face it together."

Lin Lang raised his right hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Zhao Lanshan's eyes. The action was gentle and full of love.

Zhao Lanshan looked at Lin Lang with deep emotion, her eyes sparkling, and she cried, "Husband, for the rest of my life, you and the baby will be my family, my support and spiritual sustenance."

"I'm really looking forward to our baby being born. Although I'm worried that my bad temper won't allow me to be a gentle mother, when I think of the fruit of our love, I'm filled with anticipation."

"At least after the baby is born, the Zhao residence won't be so lonely anymore, and I won't be alone facing the empty room and memories anymore."

As she spoke, Zhao Lanshan, whose face was covered with traces of tears, slightly raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a faint smile filled with longing. That smile seemed particularly moving against the backdrop of sadness.

"Silly wife, the floor is cold. Sitting on it for too long is not good for you or the fetus." Lin Lang gently picked up Zhao Lanshan and gently placed her on the soft big bed.

"Husband, luckily I still have you, otherwise I don't know how to face the future life." Zhao Lanshan pursed her lips and looked at Lin Lang affectionately with tears in her eyes, her tears still falling in pairs.

Lin Lang hugged Zhao Lanshan distressedly and comforted her softly, "Everything will be fine."

"You will definitely be a good mother, and the Zhao residence will be filled with laughter again. I promise." His voice was low and firm, as if he was promising an eternal future.

Zhao Lanshan calmed down somewhat in Lin Lang's arms. She snuggled in Lin Lang's arms, seeking a sense of security, and asked in a low voice: "Honey, do you think the baby is a boy or a girl?"

Lin Lang replied gently: "Whether it's a boy or a girl, as long as it's our child, I like it."

"But if it's a girl, she will definitely be as pretty and lovely as you; if it's a boy, I will teach him to protect his mother and be a man of integrity."

Zhao Lanshan listened to Lin Lang's words, her heart filled with warmth and anticipation. There were still traces of tears on her face, but she looked very happy.

"Thank you, honey. With you around, I feel like I won't be so lonely in the future."

Lin Lang hugged Zhao Lanshan tightly and kissed her on the top of her head: "Wife, we are a family and we will never be separated."

"Yeah." Zhao Lanshan responded with a heavy nasal tone. She was greedy for Lin Lang's warm embrace and found a little comfort in him.

In the quiet room, the atmosphere of sadness still permeated the air.

Lin Lang comforted Zhao Lanshan for a while, and then there was a gentle knock on the door, breaking the silence.

Lin Lang raised his head and responded, "Come in."

A maid pushed the door and walked into the room, holding a bowl of steaming dumplings in her hands, with a sweet fragrance spreading throughout the room.

"Mr. Lin, the black sesame dumplings you ordered are ready!"

After hearing this, Lin Lang said, "Come on, just give me the bowl, I'll feed Lanshan some."

The maid walked to the bedside with small steps, bowed slightly, and respectfully handed the dumplings and a spoon to Lin Lang.

"Does Mr. Lin have any other instructions?"

"No, you should leave first."

The temperature of the porcelain bowl was transmitted through Lin Lang's palm. He stirred the glutinous rice balls gently, scooped up a plump and round little glutinous rice ball with a spoon, and blew gently on the spoon. The warm breath spread and blew away the heat from the glutinous rice balls.

After hearing this, the maid left the room.

Lin Lang handed the soup spoon to Zhao Lanshan's mouth only after the system prompted that the dumplings were no longer so hot.

Zhao Lanshan's eyes were red. She turned her head away and said weakly with a crying voice, "Hubby, I can't eat. I really don't want to eat."

Lin Lang looked at Zhao Lanshan's haggard appearance and said distressedly: "Wife, just eat a little. You are not alone now. You have a baby in your belly. The baby needs nutrition. If you eat more, the baby will be healthier."

After hearing this, Zhao Lanshan was slightly stunned, and slowly lowered her head to look at her still flat belly, where the fruit of her and Lin Lang's love was nurturing.

Zhao Lanshan sighed softly, her heart full of confusion. At this moment, she was filled with sadness, her stomach was churning, and she really had no appetite at all. But when she thought of the little life in her belly, the instinct of maternal love made her grit her teeth.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Lanshan opened her mouth slightly.

Seeing this, Lin Lang's eyes flashed with relief, and he gently put the glutinous rice balls into her mouth.

Zhao Lanshan chewed slowly, the sweetness of the black sesame spread on her taste buds. Perhaps it was the comfort brought by the sweet food, her expression eased a little.

"That's right, you have to eat more for our baby."

Lin Lang scooped up another spoonful of glutinous rice balls, blew it until it was no longer hot, and coaxed her patiently: "Come on, honey, have another bite, just one bite."

Just like that, Lin Lang persuaded her earnestly, one spoonful after another. Under his patient coaxing, she said every time it was the last spoonful, but after finishing it, she scooped up the next spoonful.

Zhao Lanshan then managed to eat half a bowl of dumplings, and her originally bloodless cheeks gradually regained some redness.

"Honey, I really can't eat anymore. If I eat any more I will have to throw up." Zhao Lanshan leaned lightly against the head of the bed, her eyes still showing a bit of loneliness, but much more relaxed than before.

"Okay, okay, then we won't eat." Lin Lang put the bowl on the table beside him, sat back on the bed, and gently held Zhao Lanshan's hand.

"Wife, I'm asking the servant to cut some fruit for you, okay? It can help you supplement your vitamins, and it's also good for the baby." Lin Lang's voice was soft, yet with a gentleness that could not be refused.

Zhao Lanshan shook her head gently and whispered, "Hubby, I really don't want to eat. Thank you for your kindness."

Lin Lang looked at Zhao Lanshan, who was lost in grief, with his eyes full of heartache. He gently touched her head and said, "Okay, we'll eat when you want to."

"Husband, can you stay and sleep with me tonight instead of leaving?" Zhao Lanshan's eyes were sparkling with tears and love.