"My wedding with Han Bailan is just before the New Year. If her lover doesn't plan to marry her... and I carelessly fall into her trap, then wouldn't I be..."
Song Qingbin didn't say what happened next.
Song Lan understood the unspoken meaning. She said, "Brother, I know the saying 'You can be a thief for a thousand days, but you can't guard against thieves for a thousand days.' But for you to go to the Han family now and reveal to Han Bailan's parents what I told you is not a wise move in my opinion."
Think about it, Han Bailan has mouths to speak. She might panic, but to protect her reputation, she'd very likely pin the blame on you. In that situation, even if you had a hundred mouths, you probably wouldn't be able to explain yourself clearly.
Song Qingbin pursed his lips and remained silent, his expression extremely gloomy.
"I'm not exaggerating, brother. If things really develop as I've described, and Han Bailan insists that the child in her belly is yours, then you'll only have one day left to do: reluctantly marry her."
Otherwise, losing your job would be the least of your worries; you might even be sent to a reformatory.
When a woman gets ruthless, it's no small matter!
Han Bailan was not kind to begin with, and when she realized that things were not going her way, she would definitely blame others as soon as possible.
For example, the reason she got pregnant was because Song Qingbin insisted on having sex with her against her will.
After all, there is a significant power imbalance between men and women, and the two are engaged. If Han Bailan puts on a wronged act, it's highly unlikely that anyone will side with Song Qingbin.
Sympathy for the vulnerable can be considered a social norm.
As for Song Qingbin, if he doesn't get married, the consequences will undoubtedly be as she mentioned earlier.
— He was sent for reformation.
They will also be condemned by people who are unaware of the truth.
"So when do you think Han Bailan will plot against me?"
Song Qingbin composed himself, his expression appearing quite solemn.
"At most half a month or so."
Song Lan said, "Brother, you don't need to be too nervous. Just remember what I said: don't be alone with Han Bailan, and don't accept any food or drinks from her. If you have to go to the Han family, be extra careful when eating there."
After a pause, Song Lan noticed that Song Qingbin's expression was too serious, so she smiled and reassured him, "Han Bailan isn't a tiger. Just be careful, and nothing should go wrong."
"And I am your sister, so naturally I will find a way to help you, brother. Trust me, I will definitely help you successfully dissolve your engagement with Han Bailan."
"I'm not nervous."
Song Qingbin said, "You can focus on your work. I will think about Han Bailan's pregnancy carefully and figure out a way to break off the engagement with her."
"That's fine then. I have to get back to work, otherwise I'll definitely be late."
With a smile, Song Lan pushed her bicycle forward a couple of steps, then turned back and said, "Brother, you should go back to your unit. I'm leaving now. Goodbye!"
Song Qingbin nodded and watched Song Lan ride away on her bicycle.
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Time flies, and Saturday is here in the blink of an eye.
In the late afternoon, Song Lan had just finished seeing a female patient when the system's voice sounded in her mind.
[Host, a gay man is looking for Han Bailan.]
"Approximately how old is he? Do you know his name? Also, what does he want with Han Bailan?"
Song Lan tidied up the consultation table. She knew that the time was probably right to reveal Han Bailan's pregnancy. At this moment, it was urgent to ask for leave and go to town.
[He looked to be in his early twenties, named Zhao Jing, and said he really missed Han Bailan!]
System reply.
Where is he/she now?
Carrying her bag, Song Lan closed the clinic door and went to ask her supervisor for leave.
At the entrance of Han Bailan's workplace, Zhao Jing told Han Bailan to ask her supervisor for leave, saying he would leave first and wait for her at his house.
Human emotions are so complicated. If you don't like someone, why get engaged?
After getting engaged, she secretly had intimate contact with other men behind her fiancé's back.
The system was extremely puzzled by Han Bailan's love life.
Song Lan's leave request went smoothly.
I rode my bike quickly all the way to the town's grain station.
"Sir, I am Song Qingbin's sister. I need to speak with him about something. Could you please pass on a message for me?"
As Song Lan walked to the gatehouse window, she said something to the gatekeeper.
“Girl, I know you’re Xiao Song’s sister. Wait here for a moment, and I’ll go and call Xiao Song for you.”
The doorman had a deep impression of Song Lan, partly because he had met her just a few days ago, and partly because Song Lan was so beautiful that no one who had seen her could forget her in a short time.
About two or three minutes have passed.
Song Qingbin followed the gatekeeper over.
"Little sister."
"Big brother."
"you……"
Is Uncle Han at work?
When Song Lan asked about Han's father, Song Qingbin looked puzzled, but still answered truthfully, "He's here."
"Go and call Uncle Han, let's go and witness something together."
Without Song Lanming saying it, Song Qingbin already understood what she meant.
He nodded almost without the slightest hesitation and turned to leave.
When Song Qingbin came out again, Han's father was undoubtedly following behind him.
"Qingbin, is this your sister?"
When Han's father first met Song Lan, he immediately praised her good looks.
Song Qingbin nodded: "Yes."
"Hello Uncle Han, my name is Song Lan."
With a smile, Song Lan greeted Han's father and then said, "I came to find my brother at this time and asked him to call you out to meet me, Uncle Han. There's something I want to talk to you about. Also, to avoid any doubts about what I'm saying, we can go and find out together."
Upon hearing this, Han's father was completely bewildered.
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