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The servants of Pear Garden were standing not far away as they stuck their heads out to size her up. Their gazes were all different, and the majority of them carried malicious intentions.

"Young Madam, have some tea."

In the end, it was a forty year old woman. She stepped forward and broke the silence of the room, saying in a neither humble nor haughty manner, "I am the butler Zhang Ma of Pear Garden. If young madam has anything you need me to tell me, it would be fine."

As expected, the headlines were all about her and Qi Yanjun.

Young Lady Qi cheating #

Young Master Qi was cuckolded, and his wife was suspected to be pregnant with another person's child

The Qizhong Lady of the Shengtian Group had engaged in an extramarital affair.

And so on and so forth and so forth.

Even though she and Qi Yanjun were not people from the entertainment circle, but because his status was too high, and was related to Qi Yanjun, the two of them, they could still get headlines. It was said that his fans were even more than the most popular people in the entertainment circle, so when this matter came to light, the number of people discussing it was like a carp crossing the river.

Lan Yue did not flip through the comments. She did not need to see to know what these people were talking about.

In the eyes of an outsider, the fact that she was able to marry Qi Yanjun was a blessing from her previous life, but not only was she not satisfied, she had cheated on someone else's child. Her heart could be destroyed, the spectators were all filled with righteous indignation, and every sentence was more vicious than the last, as if they wanted to drown her in a pig cage.

There were even more people who brought up Xu Miao Rong, saying that she should not have chosen Lan Yue, and giving her up, Lan Yue did not even deserve to bring her shoes!

Lan Yue forced herself to calm down, to fight her way out of this desperate situation.

She settled down in Pear Garden just like that.

For the next four to five days, Qi Yanjun did not appear. There were several times when Lan Yue wanted to run out, but she was stopped by the bodyguards at the entrance. No matter how angry she was, there was nothing she could do.

"Young madam, where are you going?"

Just as Lan Yue left the living room, Zhang Ma appeared in front of her in a flash. She seemed to be asking a question, but there was a sense of questioning.

Lan Yue frowned, her face was pale, and asked: "I want to take a walk around the garden, is that not possible?"

Zhang Ma's expression did not change, "Young Madam, please."

Lan Yue held her breath and walked towards the flower garden. She knew clearly in her heart that these few days, Zhang Ma and the other servants had been treating her with respect on the surface, but they had actually looked down on her in all kinds of ways. No matter where she went, a pair of eyes would always stare at her from the shadows.

She sat on a bench behind the fountain, basking in the sun, thinking.

Suddenly, she heard a conversation.

"This is the first time that Pear Garden has a mistress, but ever since she came, Young Master hasn't returned for a few days."

"Pfft, what mistress? She's just a woman with a water personality like a blooming flower. Just you wait, in a few days she'll have to leave the hall!"

"I think so too. I've never seen such a lucky woman! "Shameless!"

Lan Yue recognized that the person who spoke was a servant from Pear Garden. She had heard enough of these discussions over the past few days, from her initial sneer to her current habit. She quietly listened, her lips slightly pursed, as if they weren't talking about her.

In one night's time, she went from Young Lady Qi, which everyone envied, to a street rat that everyone wanted to beat.

Lan Yue rubbed her temples, she was extremely agitated.

Originally, she had wanted to get even with Rong Yan, but as the events that followed came out one after another, she was completely exhausted and was unable to do anything.

"Sigh …"

After letting out a long sigh, Lan Yue went back to her room to sleep. She slept until midnight, sat by the window to read a book, and suddenly heard a few car whistles. Her heart skipped a beat, she closed her book, stuck her head out and looked over the garden, staring at the cars parked in front of the carved iron gates from afar.

Qi Yanjun is back?

She immediately stood up and quickly ran out.

When he finally showed up, she had to have a good talk with him.

After passing through two corridors, Lan Yue arrived at the stairs. When she saw the intimate figures of a man and a woman downstairs, her heart burned with anxiety and immediately became filled with ridicule.

"Dinner Lord, this is the first time I've been to Pear Garden. The decorations are very good, I really like it." Xu Miao Rong held Qi Yanjun's arm, and looked around with a smile. She smiled sweetly, and looked generous yet charming, "I want to stay here, why not you accompany me?"

Qi Yanjun threw the suit jacket to the servant who was standing by the side and raised his eyes lazily. Unexpectedly, he saw Lan Yue, who was standing upstairs, looking at him from a distance away.

He was still looking at Lan Yue, but he was smiling.

"Sure, as long as you like it."

Lan Yue's expression was wooden, no ripples appeared in her eyes, and other than ridicule, her heart was completely numb with cold.

What was so surprising about her? He didn't kill her directly, he just brought her along with him. Making her a joke was already being lenient.

Xu Miao Rong covered her mouth and laughed, then pulled him to sit down, giving the order to the Zhang Ma like a mistress.

"Banquet Lord likes to drink Longjing, quickly make a pot."

Zhang Ma did not have the same disdain she had towards Lan Yue as she respectfully nodded her head.

"Yes, Miss Xu."

Xu Miao Rong laughed in satisfaction. Seeing that Qi Yanjun's gaze was fixed at a certain spot, she couldn't help but look over, and only saw the pure white corner of her skirt. Her face turned cold, and then recovered its normal state, as if she had inadvertently asked, "Lord Banquet, does Lan Yue also live here?"

Qi Yanjun glanced at her, his gaze carrying a trace of probing, his tone playful.

"Jealous?"

Xu Miao Rong pouted, "I was just casually asking, but banqueting …" She paused for a moment and hesitated, "Lan Yue has caused this mess, what do you want to do? Sigh, she really went too far. I really didn't expect her to be this kind of person. That child also … "

Qi Yanjun's eyes became gloomy, suddenly, he smiled and changed the topic.

"It's late, let's go to bed early."

Xu Miao Rong wanted to ask further, but she also knew how to behave, and replied playfully: "I want to sleep in your bedroom."

Qi Yanjun called Zhang Ma over, "Bring her to the main bedroom, I'll sleep in the guest room tonight."

Xu Miao Rong was startled, her eyebrows knitted together slightly. She still wanted to say something, but she endured it in the end and said gently, "Alright."

The moment she turned around, the smile on her face was filled with pride and viciousness …

As the saying goes, do not die, Lan Yue was a prime example.

She never thought that the person she sent out would receive such a big surprise, she didn't even need to do anything, but Lan Yue was already suicidal. With this happening, the banquet wouldn't tolerate her, and even more so the Qi Family and Old Master Qi wouldn't tolerate her.

The position of the Young Lady Qi can only be yours!

Xu Miao Rong happily went into her bedroom to sleep. Qi Yanjun sat alone in the living room with a cigarette between his fingers, the ash from the cigarette already reaching a long extent. The curling smoke slowly rose, making his eyes look as if they were floating.

"Young master, it's late at night."

Hearing Zhang Ma's reminder, Qi Yanjun extinguished his cigarette, then stood up and walked towards the stairs. His footsteps were shallow and he did not make a sound, when he passed by the second bed, he suddenly stopped, his eyes were calmly looking at the door, his right hand suddenly placed on the handle of the door, and gently twisted.

It didn't open.

A faint sound spread through the quiet space. Lan Yue, who was in the room, also heard it. Her back stiffened and her hands unconsciously clenched onto the corner of the blanket, while she stared fixedly in the direction of the door.

Not long after, the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

Is he gone?

Lan Yue's body relaxed, and she laid down on the bed weakly, her palms overflowing with cold sweat.

She did not want to see Qi Yanjun right now.

She knew that with her temper, she would definitely quarrel with Qi Yanjun.

But now, she had no choice but to lower her head under the roof. Other than enduring, she had no other choice, even if Qi Yanjun brought Little San'er into the room, even if she felt humiliated, Lan Yue blinked hard, blinking away the bitterness in his eyes. She calmed down and slowly closed her eyes.

The next morning, she was awakened by knocking on the door.

Zhang Ma's voice was stiff and indifferent, the knocks on the door were very loud, without a bit of basic respect.

Lan Yue replied, "Immediately."

She changed into a blue housedress and put on her slippers. After she slowly washed up, she opened the door and walked down the stairs.

Going down the stairs and arriving at the dining hall, she saw Qi Yanjun and Xu Miao Rong seated side by side. The two of them were extremely close, in a very intimate state.

Qi Yanjun glanced at her, a faint light shining in his eyes, as deep as the ocean.

Lan Yue's heart tensed up, she picked up a beef bun and started nibbling on it.

"Good morning, Lan Yue."

Xu Miao Rong laughed sweetly, her eyes moved, causing her to look extremely beautiful, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Lan Yue said indifferently, "Very good."

A faint trace of ridicule surfaced on Xu Miao Rong's face, and she laughed lightly, "Lan Yue, since we are all pregnant, we must sleep well tonight. There are too many worries, and it will be detrimental to the growth of the fetus. She seemed to have suddenly thought of something as she let out a cry and changed the subject.

"But in my opinion, it's better if you don't have it."

"What do you think?"

She knew very well what Miao Rong was trying to ridicule her with. She smiled coldly, and retaliated without showing any weakness, "I actually think it's better if you don't have the children of Miss Xu."

Her tone was very soft, but the content of her words pierced the hearts of others, "I'm pregnant with the child of the banquet lord. Lan Yue, I'm afraid that you don't even know whose piece of meat is in your stomach?"

After saying that, she burst out laughing.

Lan Yue calmly drank a mouthful of porridge without batting an eyelid.