Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 100 - Are You Pregnant
Chapter 100: Chapter 100 Are You Pregnant?
Chapter 100 -100 Are You Pregnant?
In the car.
Gong Chen and Song Wanqiu had just settled in when the driver in the front seat, wearing white gloves, turned around and awkwardly looked at Gong Chen.
“Sir, if we’re not going to the company, then I’ll take Li Hua Road.”
“Mm.”
Gong Chen hummed a reply and continued to close his eyes to rest.
It was then that Song Wanqiu noticed the driver was not the familiar one from before and curiously said, “Why did we suddenly change drivers? He doesn’t even know the way.”
Gong Chen, with his eyes closed, said in a cold voice, “Not knowing the way can be remedied, but not recognizing who the employer is, there’s no need to keep them around.”
Song Wanqiu’s expression cracked, her freshly done nails digging into the leather seat.
But she still maintained a smile on her face, “Yes.”
Following that, neither of them spoke.
As soon as they arrived at the Song Family home, Song Wanqiu dared not ask Gong Chen to stay, quickly bid farewell, and got out of the car as if running away.
Gong Chen didn’t linger either and left immediately.
Perhaps it was too repressive, Song Wanqiu felt utterly weak and her stomach started churning again.
She pushed past the maid who came to hold her dress and rushed into the restroom to vomit.
“Ugh… Ugh…”
At that moment, Qin Shuang’s car also stopped in front of the house, and as soon as she got out, a servant ran over.
“Madam, the young lady seems to have eaten something bad, she keeps throwing up.”
“I’ll take a look,” Qin Shuang said while walking and instructed, “Prepare some sobering tea.”
She thought Song Wanqiu had drunk too much at the party.
As soon as she reached the doorway of the restroom, she heard the sound of dry heaving, which made her pause in her steps.
“What’s the matter?” she hurriedly asked.
“It’s nothing,” Song Wanqiu turned on the tap to rinse her mouth and wash her face.
In the mirror, however, Qin Shuang’s face was alight with a smile.
“Wanqiu, could it be that you are pregnant?”
“…”
Song Wanqiu’s hand stiffened, and the color drained from her face.
Qin Shuang, though, clapped her hands excitedly, “Oh my! This is just too great! If you’re pregnant, Third Young Master will surely marry you right away, and then there’s no need to worry about Lin Zhiyi.”
She fantasized about the life to come.
But Song Wanqiu’s complexion changed abruptly, and she raised her voice to cut in, “Don’t talk nonsense! I’m not pregnant!”
Having said that, she turned and walked upstairs.
Qin Shuang followed behind, tip-toeing her words, “Are you crazy? This is great news! Don’t you want to marry the Third Young Master sooner by bearing his child?”
Song Wanqiu paused in her steps. Marry Gong Chen?
She wished to.
But did Gong Chen?
“Mom, I said I’m not pregnant, stop spreading nonsense, or people will laugh at us.”
Song Wanqiu returned to her room feeling annoyed and confused. Lying on the bed, she immediately opened the period-tracking app on her phone.
It indicated that she was already eight days late.
She couldn’t believe it as she scrolled back; the previous months had been so punctual, except for this one.
Could it have been last month when Gong Chen came to her apartment?
No, it couldn’t be possible from just one time, could it?
She quickly asked a maid to prepare some brown sugar ginger tea, thinking maybe she was just late due to being over-tired recently.
…
The next day at work.
When Lin Zhiyi entered the office, Chen Huan was packing up her things.
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Even though she was dressed in brand names she’d never worn before and her makeup was intricate, it couldn’t hide her worn-out look.
Colleagues whispered, “I heard she was dumped by President Xue’s husband, who even went to President Xue in the middle of the night trying to reconcile, only to be kicked out.”
“Without her husband, President Xue is still President Xue. What is she without President Xue’s husband? She even tried playing undercover and look where that got her—playing herself right into a dead end.”
The colleagues looked down on Chen Huan, so they didn’t avoid saying these things in front of her.
Upon hearing this, Chen Huan, gripping her belongings, shouted loudly, “What am I? I’m about to marry into a wealthy family! All you workers can just keep toiling away.”
They looked at her as if she were a lunatic.
Lin Zhiyi felt nothing; Chen Huan had brought this on herself.
As she focused on her work, she happened to glance at Song Wanqiu sitting on the other side.
Song Wanqiu seemed uncomfortable, covering her mouth, then took the opportunity when everyone wasn’t paying attention to leave her seat.
Lin Zhiyi found this strange, but just as she was about to take a closer look, her phone vibrated.
“Tomorrow I’m at home, will you come over?”
“Mm.”
“Then I’ll cook your favorite dishes, come over early to keep me company.”
“Okay.”
Lin Zhiyi smiled at the message, planning to take advantage of her day off tomorrow to move the rest of her things from the Gong Family home to her apartment.
…
The following day.
Lin Zhiyi made an early trip to the market, buying some snacks that Liu He and Gong Shiyan both loved.
The Gong Family might have had a chef, but the street snacks were still the most authentic.
When she entered, she happened to run into the pale and lonely Chen Sulan heading towards the garage.
A servant mentioned that since Gong Yan was away on a business trip, she could only go to the hospital for a follow-up by herself.
Thinking of Gong Yan filled Lin Zhiyi with guilt.
She stepped forward to support Chen Sulan, “Madam, I’ll accompany you to the hospital.”
“Well… Thank you,” Chen Sulan said, showing gratitude with a smile.
On the way, Lin Zhiyi let Liu He know.
Arriving at the hospital.
Chen Sulan said the front entrance was noisy with too many people, so she led Lin Zhiyi through a side door of the main building.
Lin Zhiyi didn’t think much of it.
However, as they walked, she noticed they were surrounded almost entirely by women, and when she looked up, she realized it was the gynecology wing.
Being in the gynecology department wasn’t an issue, but Lin Zhiyi saw a familiar figure.
Song Wanqiu.
