The two sat down on an outdoor chair in the garden. The sun was shining brightly today, making them feel warm and cozy.

"What I said that day, did it pierce your heart?" Wen Xue asked.

Qiao Wanwan asked curiously, "What did you say?"

"You know perfectly well what I'm asking." Wen Xue laughed dismissively. "I just don't believe you really think you're good enough for Jing Ting, do you?"

"So that's what you meant." Qiao Wanwan smiled faintly. "In terms of family background, I am indeed not good enough for him. You're right, we are not a good match. That's what I thought too, and that's what I told him. In the end, Jing Ting wants to transfer all the assets he can give me to me."

"What did you say..." Wen Xue exclaimed in disbelief, "It's impossible, he would never do such a thing!"

“I don’t need to lie like that.” Qiao Wanwan leaned back in her chair. “Miss Wen, my first impression of you was very good. You are well-educated, reasonable, and have an outstanding temperament. I always thought you were exactly as I saw you, a very cultured young lady from a well-to-do family.”

Wen Xue pursed her lips. "What do you want to say?"

"I want to say that I really like Eleven, and you are Eleven's biological mother, so I hope you can be a truly good mother. You shouldn't be doing things like knowingly becoming a mistress. Don't disappoint me."

"I know I'm the third party?" Wen Xue sneered. "You're the third party!"

"Oh?" Qiao Wanwan raised an eyebrow. "So, are you Jing Ting's wife or girlfriend?"

“I gave birth to his child.”

“He doesn’t know he touched you.” Qiao Wanwan smiled calmly. “If you think you can rise to the position of Mrs. Zhan just because you have a child, you’re being too naive.”

"Let alone whether Jing Ting will give up on me, even if he does, do you think I, Qiao Wanwan, am someone who can be so easily manipulated? Do you think he can just throw me away whenever he wants me? Anyone who makes me unhappy, I will repay him tenfold."

Wen Xue couldn't help but clap her hands, but her tone was incredibly mocking, "As expected, those with nothing to lose are fearless. Are all country bumpkins like you so shameless?"

“Miss Wen is joking. I am the real Mrs. Zhan, while you want to rise to the top. So when it comes to shamelessness, I still have a lot to learn from you.”

The two men weren't speaking loudly, but their voices were thick with tension!

"Madam, you're back." Zheng Ma arrived just in time. "Young Master was just asking me to call you and ask where you are. He's waiting for you to have dinner."

"Understood." Qiao Wanwan stood up, not forgetting to say goodbye, "Miss Wen, I won't keep you company any longer. Goodbye."

Wen Xue's eyes turned cold. "I'd like to see how long you can keep up this smugness."

Just as Zheng's mother was about to speak, Qiao Wanwan stopped her, saying, "Let's go eat."

"Yes, madam."

As the two entered the room, Zheng Ma asked impatiently, "Madam, did she verbally attack you? Don't be afraid!"

“I’m not afraid. I’ve never lost when it comes to arguing. But you don’t need to offend her. I don’t think she’s a gentleman.”

"Of course I will protect the lady."

"I know." Qiao Wanwan smiled and took her arm. "Aunt Zheng is the best to me."

"Sister Wanwan!" Eleven ran out and hugged Qiao Wanwan's leg. "You're finally back! Eleven has been waiting for you so long, I'm so hungry!"

Qiao Wanwan couldn't help but pick him up in her arms. "You can eat first if you're hungry. You don't need to wait for me."

"No, I must wait for you to come back so we can eat together."

"Sweetie, let's eat."

"good."

Qiao Wanwan carried him to wash his hands, and after they sat down in the dining room, she served him food while asking, "Your mommy came to see you on National Day, are you happy?"

"I'm not happy..." Eleven pouted and complained, "Mommy brought a huge syringe to draw blood from Eleven."

Qiao Wanwan frowned. "What's going on?"

“Madam, Miss Wen said she found a doctor to treat the young master herself, and blood tests are needed,” Zheng Ma explained.

"No wonder Eleven's face is so pale." Qiao Wanwan felt sorry for Eleven. "Eleven, your mommy drew your blood for your own good. You can't be angry with her. Come on, let's eat more vegetables and replenish our blood, okay?"

"good."

Shiyi ate lunch obediently, and Qiao Wanwan watched cartoons with him for half an hour. He quickly fell asleep in her arms.

Qiao Wanwan carried Eleven into the room and continued studying the medicinal herbs.

......

At that time, the hospital.

When Wen Xue came out after having her blood drawn, her face was somewhat pale.

"The blood has been provided to you; hurry up and do your research."

The doctor nodded. "Ms. Wen, rest assured, I will do my best."

Wen Xue took out her phone. "I'll transfer one million to your account first. If it's not enough, just let me know."

"Thank you, Miss Wen."

After transferring the money, Wen Xue took the elevator downstairs and rested in her car.

Her phone suddenly rang. She opened her eyes, swiped to answer, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Did you spread the news that Eleven is Zhan Jingting's son?"

“It’s my father,” Wen Xue said. “Outsiders don’t know, but the Wen Group has been declining for the past two years, while the Zhan family has been thriving under Jing Ting’s leadership. The gap between the two families has actually been widening slowly in the shadows. My father can’t possibly not be worried.”

"So he deliberately spread the news to pressure Zhan Jingting into marrying you?"

"yes."

The other party sneered, "Naive! Do you think Zhan Jingting is so easy to manipulate?"

"Of course not. Jingting didn't talk to my dad; he contacted my older brother directly."

"That's normal. Your father is old, and Zhan Jingting doesn't bother communicating with him at all," the other person said calmly. "I might as well tell you that the consequence of your father taking this step is that Zhan Jingting will have to take action."

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