When she first married into the Su Family, Lin Xiaoyue, like Lin An’an and Lin Jingjing, was also captivated by Su Qing’s face. In her youth, she had once dreamt of sharing a romantic tale of marriage in place of another with the man.
But later, within the Su Family Mansion, women were constantly defeated in struggles, either dead or injured.
The losers didn’t end well, and the winners employed disgraceful means, ruthless enough to even hurt infants.
Even at that time, Su Qing’s biological mother, Aunt He, who had kept an extremely low profile, couldn’t escape, and eventually lost her life in the turmoil. Newest update provıded by 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝※𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖※𝕟𝕖𝕥
It was that group of venomous women who made Lin Xiaoyue deeply realize how terrifying it could be when men had many wives and concubines.
Whether it was to fight for affection, to gain household authority, or for their children’s future, each woman hid behind a gentle facade a chilling side.
But the matter of men having multiple wives and concubines is unavoidable, especially in the Su Family. The old master, during his lifetime, took on so many concubines, and his sons would naturally follow suit.
The truth was indeed so; none of the brothers above Su Qing had a clean household.
Lin Xiaoyue consequently thought about her own household, realizing that Mr. Qi would certainly take concubines in the future. As his legitimate wife who didn’t wish to engage in conflicts, she could only gladly accept his concubines.
For a legitimate wife to fully accept concubines, it requires significant magnanimity and composure.
These were qualities Lin Xiaoyue believed she lacked, so she decided to kill the budding affection she had once developed for Mr. Qi.
If you don’t care, then you won’t be troubled by it.
Anyway, that’s how she saw it.
By now, as long as her natal family is unaffected, he could bring whoever he wants from outside and elevate them as concubines; she would agree.
Lin Xiaoyue was still immersed in her thoughts, unexpected that Su Qing’s rather bony hand once again gripped her chin, forcing her to look up and meet his gaze.
"Dare say such inappropriate things again, and don’t blame me for handling you!"
The warning in his tone was too clear, also indicating his previous anger wasn’t mild.
Lin Xiaoyue calmly met his gaze without saying a word.
The sky gradually darkened, and the maidservants carrying food boxes sensibly did not intrude, all waiting outside.
Seeing her , the ferocity in Su Qing’s eyes diminished considerably as he slowly loosened his grip on her.
At the moment she regained freedom, all her senses seemed to return to their place, and Lin Xiaoyue sat upright, looking outside and loudly calling, "Come in!"
The servants, attending to the food, immediately filed in, having already sensed the strange atmosphere, none dared to look up.
As they set the dishes, Lin Xiaoyue asked, "Have meals been sent over to the three girls?"
The maid replied that meals had indeed been delivered.
Lin Xiaoyue nodded, then turned to Su Qing, "Mr. Qi, it’s time to eat."
That usual tone, as if his earlier intimidating threats were just his own illusion.
This woman keeps refreshing his understanding of "heartless."
Lin Xiaoyue had already seated herself at the table, sending all the servants away, glancing at Su Qing lost in thought by the Arhat Bed. She couldn’t wait, "If you don’t eat, I’m starting first, so hungry."
Saying this, she even touched her stomach.
Lately, she often felt hungry without warning, and was easily drowsy.
Su Qing got up and walked over, still sitting beside her, his gaze fell on her chin, reddened by his pinch, asking her, "Does it hurt?"
Lin Xiaoyue picked up the small bowl, took a bite of the dish, "What’s the point in hurting? You have to fill your stomach first before applying ointment, right?"
Silently cursing Su Qing as a lunatic.
At three months pregnant, both of their temperaments have somewhat changed.
Lin Xiaoyue herself was lazy due to pregnancy, many things weren’t done with the same stubborn strength as before, while Su Qing had shifted from previous cold detachment to becoming increasingly domineering and unreasonable.
After eating a few bites, finding he still hadn’t touched his chopsticks, Lin Xiaoyue looked at him, "You’ve been busy outside all day, and you’re not hungry?"
Su Qing remained silent for quite a while before speaking, "I’m just thinking if you, woman, have no heart."
"If I had no heart, wouldn’t I already be dead?"
Su Qing didn’t bother arguing with her, picked up the chopsticks to eat with her.
Lin Xiaoyue was easily hungry but also easily full, soon put down her chopsticks and then said to Su Qing, "I’ve thought it over; even though it’s been three months, I can’t go to the Hongwen Academy. Just consider it as me relinquishing a rare opportunity, Mr. Qi, find a way to help me withdraw."