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C2 We Divorce

What did this child have to do with her?

Nanny had always loved and doted on her. At this moment, Jiang Wantao should have stood by her side and asked for the origin of the pregnant woman, but she helped the pregnant woman ask her to let them off the hook and let them off.

Qin Siyao stood there in a daze, watching Jiang Wantao anxiously inquire about the condition of the pregnant woman called Xinqi.

At this moment, a figure walked over. She turned her head stiffly. Her empty eyes reflected the expressionless face of Lu Zilee. Her cold lips were pursed tightly and her eyes were sinister.

In front of everyone, Lu Zilee bent down and picked Xinqi up. Xinqi glanced at Qin Siyao, then she wrapped her arms around Lu Zilee's neck and buried her head in his arms as she cried out for "pain".

"Take care of the rest yourself." Lu Zilee walked in front of Qin Siyao with Xinqi in his arms. His gaze didn't stop on her body. His steps paused for a moment as he left behind a simple and indifferent sentence.

Jiang Wantao quickly followed Lu Zilee's footsteps and left.

The previous lively birthday party had suddenly turned into a good show for Qin Siyao. She stood there alone, watching her husband and mother-in-law as they sent another woman away.

"I'm sorry, everyone." Qin Siyao slowly clenched her fists as tears welled up in her eyes. She took a deep breath and suppressed the pain in her chest. Then, she squeezed out a smile and said to everyone, "There's been a small incident today. I think I need to deal with it first."

Everyone understood what he meant and left one after another.

In the huge garden, the champagne was still there, the hot air balloon was still there, and the birthday cake was still there, but Qin Siyao knew that there was no one left.

He hurried to the hospital.

Seeing Qin Siyao rushing over, there was obvious guilt on Jiang Wantao's face, but not Lu Zilee. He sat on the chair. His eyes, which were as clear as black glass, were calm without any ripples.

"What is going on? Whose child is the child? " Qin Siyao's chest heaved violently. The anger and grievance she had been trying so hard to suppress caused her face to turn pale.

"Sofia, don't get excited yet." Jiang Wantao could see that Qin Siyao was a little agitated. She sighed and said, "This kid, he really is Zilee."

Qin Siyao's legs softened as she felt her vision darken. She shivered as she reached out her hand to lean on the wall. Jiang Wantao's words were clearly heard by her, and Lu Zilee heard it as well.

Jiang Wantao knew that Qin Family had helped her son quite a bit, so she was a little ashamed. Seeing Qin Siyao's dazed look, she continued to explain: "But don't worry, once the child is born, it'll be fine. Give a sum of money to this woman and she'll leave."

Funny, really funny!

Was it so ironic that her husband had given birth to a child outside the house to another woman, and that her mother-in-law had advised her to accept the birth of the unrelated child before she was properly raised as her own child?

Jiang Wantao faced Qin Siyao's questioning and reproachful gaze and the guilt in her heart lessened. She shifted her gaze away and spoke with slight dissatisfaction in her voice, "You've been married for three years and your stomach hasn't gotten any bigger. If there's any problem, wouldn't our Lu Family lose all of our descendants?"

It's only been three years, only three years! Qin Siyao was speechless. The words of this ignorant and selfish mother-in-law in front of her chilled her heart. Her eyes were red as she stared at the man beside her, who had slept beside her for three years. Lu Zilee, is there nothing he wants to explain?

"We're divorced." Lu Zilee stood up. He faced Qin Siyao and spoke without any hesitation. He was standing less than 3 meters away from Qin Siyao. However, Qin Siyao felt like she was far away from Lu Zilee at that second.

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