Chapter 152: Tell Mommy a Secret!

Ling Hanyu went back and sat down, picking up the documents to read.

“Recently, time-travel novels have become very popular. I wonder if souls really can travel through time?”

“What?”

Song Qingtian was so startled that she broke out in a sweat!

Just then, Ling Hanyu suddenly looked up, making Song Qingtian shiver with fear.

“Nonsense! What are you talking about?”

Ling Hanyu looked at her without saying a word, lowering his gaze to continue scrolling through his phone.

“What… what are you looking at?”

Song Qingtian was terrified.

“Novels. Do you want to read some?”

Ling Hanyu stood up and handed his phone to Song Qingtian, who felt dizzy just from holding it.

As soon as she took the phone, Song Qingtian glanced at the content inside.

She couldn’t make out anything at all—she only felt someone’s breath right by her ear.

Ling Hanyu softly inhaled: “Are you sweating?”

Song Qingtian took a deep breath: “I’m feeling a bit weak; maybe it’s because I had a miscarriage not long ago.”

Song Qingtian burrowed under the covers and handed the phone back to Ling Hanyu: “Novels are all lies. You’re a grown man—why would you even read such things?”

“Just killing time!”

Song Qingtian didn’t reply, feeling that the more she talked, the more mistakes she’d reveal. Maybe she was too scared, or maybe she really was exhausted.

Song Qingtian had planned to lie down for a while to avoid Ling Hanyu’s closeness, but before long she fell asleep.

Ling Hanyu sat to one side, gently lifting Song Qingtian’s long hair and cupping her chin as he looked at her.

“What’s your name?”

Song Qingtian was half-asleep, opening her eyes to look at Ling Hanyu before closing them again.

Ling Hanyu stopped asking and got up to sit elsewhere.

Song Qingtian wasn’t scared to death—just now she’d been so drowsy that she almost answered the question.

How could Ling Hanyu possibly suspect her?

Was it because her rigid stance was too obvious?

It’s better to tone it down from now on!

After Song Qingtian slept, Yang Yifan came back, bringing with him numerous bank statements printed out in large format—he’d been waiting for her since she hadn’t woken up yet.

Song Qingtian woke up groggily, taking a long time to fully rouse herself.

“Let me take a look.”

Yang Yifan hurriedly handed the documents over to Song Qingtian, who glanced at them briefly before returning them: “Just as I expected—there really are several rounds of transfers, each layer peeling away the outer layers. If we look at it this way… we should track down this person, force him to hand over the money, contact institutions in other regions, and then we can properly relocate those people.”

“But isn’t that illegal?” Yang Yifan reminded her. “Extorting money from others can get you into trouble.”

“That’s why we won’t be the ones doing the extortion—we’ll make him turn over the money voluntarily. We’ll let the staff at the Welfare Home stir up a fuss, and we’ll step in to help coordinate with other organizations to ensure a smooth relocation.”

Song Qingtian stared at Yang Yifan like she’d lost her mind. What was she thinking?

She would never do anything illegal.

Yang Yifan glanced over at Ling Hanyu, who gestured for him to leave first.

Song Qingtian hated this about Ling Hanyu—always telling people to leave.

Right now, she dreaded being with Ling Hanyu the most.

This time, Ling Hanyu went even further: he stood up, took off his coat, kicked off his shoes and socks, and climbed straight into bed.

Song Qingtian was hugged from behind, her whole body tense.

It wasn’t that she was afraid Ling Hanyu would do something to her—she was afraid she wouldn’t be able to control herself.

And sure enough…

Song Qingtian didn’t hold back after all. Within half an hour, she turned around and kissed him.

She puffed out Ling Hanyu’s face and planted a kiss on it. Ling Hanyu slowly opened his eyes—their dark pupils were bottomless, like the depths of a starry night.

“Isn’t this inconvenient?”

Ling Hanyu looked at her coldly.

Song Qingtian moved her lips: “A little warm-up is fine—I’m not worried about myself. It’s just that I’m afraid you…”

Ling Hanyu chuckled lightly: “You really have some nerve!”

“So… um…”

Before Song Qingtian could finish, Ling Hanyu sealed her lips with his own.

They stripped off almost all their clothes, and only then did they finally collapse onto the bed, sweating profusely as they embraced.

Song Qingtian was so exhausted that she fell asleep, and Ling Hanyu held her tightly through the entire night.

Early in the morning, the nurse pushed open the door and then left again.

Song Qingtian was startled and quickly woke Ling Hanyu up.

Ling Hanyu got up and tidied himself briefly before letting the nurse in.

Song Qingtian had received an injection that morning and was discharged shortly after.

On the way home, Song Qingtian was still sleepy—she just couldn’t stay awake.

Maybe she’d been too scared these past couple of days.

Ling Hanyu brought Song Qingtian home, and as soon as they walked in, they saw their daughter bending over to pick her up.

But Ling Nuonuo was looking for Song Qingtian—she wanted to find Mommy and tell her a secret!

End of Chapter 152: Tell Mommy a Secret!