Chapter 105: Mommy’s Having a Little Brother!

“My parents’ inheritance is yours—keep it in your hands, and I’ll sign the papers right away. You can manage it on my behalf. All I ask is… don’t indulge me or get physically involved with me. I can’t control myself, but I hope you’ll know when to draw the line.”

Ling Hanyu’s face grew cold and stern. “I don’t understand.”

Song Qingtian was speechless. After all this, he still didn’t get it?

Of course he did.

“What I mean is, my parents’ inheritance is yours. As long as you keep me at arm’s length—no more entanglement, no more flirting, no more touching—you’re free to do whatever you want. To keep myself in check, I’ll even punish myself appropriately. Right now, I’m broke; money means everything to me. If I touch you and have to fork out ten thousand, it already hurts like hell. Add another ten thousand, and it’s practically bleeding. A million… that’s worse than death. In this way, I can also learn self-discipline.”

Ling Hanyu’s dark eyes were filled with icy coldness.

“Song Qingtian!”

“Mm?”

“Want to die?”

Song Qingtian was utterly confused.

Ling Hanyu looked away. “You win!”

With that, Ling Hanyu got up and went into the kitchen to check on his daughter. Song Qingtian felt even more bewildered.

Win what, exactly?

She hadn’t done anything at all, had she?

They skipped breakfast and went straight to lunch.

Even during lunch, Song Qingtian kept pondering the question.

Today, Ling Nuonuo was in Ling Hanyu’s arms, and the father-daughter bond was incredibly sweet.

But Song Qingtian couldn’t muster any enthusiasm. If things kept going like this, she’d end up depressed.

If they didn’t get a divorce, deep down, Ling Hanyu was still her husband. Occasionally, she’d even slept with him, and it didn’t seem so bad. But none of that mattered.

Ling Hanyu didn’t exactly seem like a paragon of virtue either. He clearly didn’t love her, yet he was still drawn to her physical desires. Last night in the kitchen, it was Ling Hanyu who took the initiative—Song Qingtian wasn’t stupid, after all.

Even if it was just venting frustration, still…

She rubbed her head, feeling utterly tasteless. She popped a piece of meat into her mouth, then immediately stood up and ran to the kitchen to throw up.

Ling Hanyu fixed his gaze on her and got up to carry their daughter into the kitchen.

“What’s wrong with you?”

Ling Hanyu’s mind drifted back to something Song Qingtian had said to their daughter earlier:

“She wants to give you a little brother—to protect you.”

“I’m fine, just a bit nauseous!”

Song Qingtian thought the meat was too greasy.

After rinsing her mouth, she felt even less hungry. Just looking at the meat dishes on the table made her want to puke.

“Aunt Chen, I’m not eating anymore.”

She got up and headed for the sofa, grabbing an apple to nibble on.

Ling Nuonuo wriggled out of Ling Hanyu’s embrace and went over to check on Song Qingtian.

“Mommy, what’s wrong?”

“Mommy’s not hungry—just having an apple.”

Ling Hanyu didn’t eat either; he sat down and stared at Song Qingtian. “Are you pregnant?”

The air froze in an instant. Song Qingtian looked at Ling Hanyu, frozen on the sofa, her face turning pale.

Ling Hanyu crossed his legs. “So you’re desperate to tie me down already?”

Song Qingtian’s heart nearly leapt out of her chest. The original female supporting character had come up with the idea of using a child to keep Ling Hanyu close—but Song Qingtian didn’t want to go along with it.

Ling Nuonuo had already tied her down; if she had another child, she’d be completely at Ling Hanyu’s mercy.

“Mommy’s having a little brother!”

Ling Nuonuo cheered, circling around Song Qingtian.

Song Qingtian remained silent, as stiff as a stone.

Aunt Chen chimed in, “Madam hasn’t had her period in ages.”

Song Qingtian stammered, “I’ve been taking birth control pills before—there’s no way!”

Calmly regaining her composure, Song Qingtian brought out her last line of defense.

Ling Hanyu’s expression darkened. “What did you say?”

“…Since you don’t want kids anyway, I just took some…”

“You’ve lost your mind—who…”

Seeing his daughter’s little face twisting in discomfort, Ling Hanyu forced himself to swallow the words. “Nuonuo needs a little brother.”

“Probably not—I’ve been taking birth control the whole time.”

Ling Hanyu’s face turned as cold as ice!

“Who told you to…”

Before she could finish the sentence, Song Qingtian explained, “Didn’t we used to talk about getting a divorce?”

In front of Ling Nuonuo, Song Qingtian held back a bit.

Ling Hanyu understood—that was enough. There was no need to spell it out so explicitly.

Ling Hanyu glared at Song Qingtian, as if he wanted to strangle her.

“I also want to focus on taking care of Nuonuo.”

Song Qingtian picked up Ling Nuonuo and explained, “Nuonuo, Mommy can only take care of you right now. If there’s another little brother, Mommy won’t be able to handle it.”

“Nuonuo can help, though.”

“But Nuonuo has to go to school, Mommy…”

“Then when will I get a little brother, Mommy?”

Song Qingtian didn’t dare speak up, because she had no intention of having children.

Ling Hanyu looked at her. “Song Qingtian, are you into Qin Xiaotian now?”

That’s why she’s been pushing for a divorce all this time—yet she still doesn’t plan to have kids. Even crazier, to resist his advances and cut off any thoughts of him, she’s come up with the absurd idea of starving herself by cutting off food and money!

End of Chapter 105: Mommy’s Having a Little Brother!