After smoothing things over, Song Tingfan's face looked much better. He pressed his lips together, "Just live your life peacefully, and I'll treat you well."
As long as it's not her.
Lin Qiao was about to agree, but suddenly thought of something. She rubbed against his chest and grinned, "What if I don't live peacefully, what will you do?"
The man didn't respond at first. Just as she thought he wouldn't answer, he said, "Lock you up."
A predictable answer. Lin Qiao shivered at the thought of her predecessor's fate, then let out a dismissive "humph," "Lock me up for what? To have another kid with you? No way." She couldn't help but chuckle a bit.
Lucky it was dark, otherwise, the villain would surely see how forced her smile was.
Song Tingfan's expression softened considerably. He raised a hand to her slightly bulging belly, his heart calming down, "Yes, have a few more."
Lin Qiao: "..."
Unless his head is tied to her waist...
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