My Aloof Lord Ex-Husband Begs for Remarriage
Chapter 442: Return to the Prime Minister Residence

Chapter 442: Chapter 442: Return to the Prime Minister Residence

"It’s okay, there are still many guests inside Zhenbao Pavilion."

Chu Nanli looked at her nervous appearance, unable to hold back a smile as she shook her head.

"If he causes trouble here, his reputation is definitely going to suffer."

Previously, Ye Yunting, no matter how much he despised the original protagonist, only did so within the War King Residence.

He would not let outsiders know.

Chu Nanli patted her arm, "Alright, let’s talk more when we get back."

Ye Yunting’s demeanor today was indeed a bit odd; she still needed to go back and think it over carefully.

After Ye Yunting returned, he immediately learned from a servant’s report that Lin Fuying had been waiting for his return.

Under Lin Fuying’s careful management during this period, Ye Yunting’s attitude had already softened considerably.

Thus, hearing that Lin Fuying had a matter to discuss, he still went to see her.

Knowing in advance that Ye Yunting was coming back, Lin Fuying had already made preparations.

When he arrived, she was tenderly soothing the child to sleep, and did not notice him walking up to her side until he was right there.

Lin Fuying pretended to lift her head inadvertently, seeing suddenly that a person was beside her, she almost cried out in surprise instinctively.

But thinking of the child next to her, she quickly suppressed the panic on her face.

This pretentious act of hers was all seen by Ye Yunting.

Ye Yunting naturally did not think she was pretending; his voice also softened a bit, "You have worked hard these last few days taking care of this child."

"Yunting, brother, what are you saying? Although this child is not my own, I have cared for him so long and have already grown fond of him; naturally, I am concerned about every aspect of his well-being," she said.

Lin Fuying’s face carried a smile, looking at Ye Yunting as if she had completely given her heart to him.

"Moreover, with these words from Yunting, brother, I don’t feel it is hard."

Unfortunately, Ye Yunting was utterly uninterested in engaging with her.

"You asked me to come here; what is it?"

"Yunting, brother, it’s like this: my mother is due to give birth in a couple of days, and I really am worried about her health; I would like to go back and stay for a few days."

"Is that okay?"

Had it been a short while earlier, Ye Yunting would not have allowed her to even step out of his mansion, let alone from the heaven of her own courtyard gate.

Only now, Lin Fuying’s harmless request, he naturally would not refuse.

But what concerned him was the child.

Lin Fuying could see his concerns: "Yunting, brother, rest assured, before I leave, I will speak with Brother Bai, and he will of course take care of this child."

Actually, Bai Wuheng had already nursed the premature child to good health.

But he still pretended otherwise, just to keep Ye Yunting from realizing the truth.

Lin Fuying’s arrangement significantly pleased Ye Yunting.

He nodded his head but did not speak further and did not stay long at Lin Fuying’s place.

Ye Yunting’s blatantly disinterested demeanor somewhat deflated Lin Fuying.

But she quickly packed her things and returned to the Prime Minister Residence that afternoon.

After all, this child in her mother’s womb was their reliance in the Prime Minister Residence.

Once this child was born, the heart of the Prime Minister would entirely lean towards her and her mother.

Lin Fuying and her mother had discussed outright getting rid of the Prime Minister’s wife.

But that would be clearly too risky; if the Prime Minister realized it, their mother and daughter would probably not end well.

Therefore, after discussing it, they planned to take advantage of the child’s birth to have the Prime Minister elevate her mother to a formal wife."

This way, the child her mother bore would legitimately become the legitimate son of the Prime Minister Residence.

Her status, too, would rise along with the flood.

With such calculations in mind, Lin Fuying returned to the Prime Minister Residence, naturally carrying a more haughty air than before.

Unfortunately, just as she entered, she ran into Lin Xuanxuan, who was about to go out.

"Where are you going, sister?"

Lin Fuying stopped Lin Xuanxuan with a smile, her demeanor seemingly very cordial in the eyes of the servants.

In contrast, Lin Xuanxuan showed no amiable expressions upon seeing her.

Lin Xuanxuan was well aware that Lin Fuying’s actions were deliberate provocations to make her lose her composure.

Yet, every time she still refused to show Lin Fuying a pleasant face.

Who let Lin Fuying be so undeserving!

"What business is it of yours where I am going?"

Lin Xuanxuan gave her a cold look, feeling utterly disgusted by Lin Fuying’s pretentiousness.

"Sister is merely concerned about you," Lin Fuying said as if her heart was wounded by the remark, "Why must you be so distant with me, sister?"

"We are clearly sisters, wouldn’t it be better for us to get along than with strangers?"

"What do you mean by that?"

Lin Xuanxuan, always aware of Lin Fuying’s schemes, grasped from just that one sentence that her intentions could not be good.

She didn’t want to entangle with Lin Fuying, but clearly, Lin Fuying wasn’t planning to let her go.

"Sister, you have been going out a lot lately, haven’t you? I just wanted to remind you, sister, to be careful not to be deceived by anyone."

Lin Fuying’s insincere words only fueled Lin Xuanxuan’s anger further.

She didn’t need to beat around the bush, her implied meaning was clear, wasn’t it just insinuating someone specific?

Of course, having learned by Chu Nanli’s side for so long, she was no longer as impulsive as before, and wouldn’t easily catch fire from a few words by Lin Fuying.

"If I remember correctly, the day before yesterday, in front of Nanli you knelt down and called her ’good sister’ repeatedly; how come you are speaking ill of her in front of me now?"

Lin Xuanxuan utterly despised Lin Fuying’s behavior of stirring up trouble and sowing discord.

Such dirty and low tactics were evidently learned from her disgraceful mother.

She had already seen plenty of such maneuvers.

The incident of kneeling down, although orchestrated by Lin Fuying, still sounded exceedingly grating to her when recounted by Lin Xuanxuan!

What right did Lin Xuanxuan have to mock her?

"What are you talking about, sister? That day, I acted to protect the greater good. That child was truly pitiful, and now I am the one taking care of the child, willingly giving everything I can,"

Lin Fuying was skilled at playing pretense, maintaining a facade even in the presence of only the servants.

It was truly exasperating.

"I also just wanted to remind you, sister, lest you be used by others without even realizing it."

"How can you shamelessly speak that way about Nanli!"

Lin Xuanxuan’s tolerance lasted only a moment.

She could say anything, but it was absolutely unacceptable to involve Chu Nanli in the matter!

Lin Fuying acted as if she was frightened by her reaction, stepping back a little, but she showed no sign of recanting her words.

"Am I not right? Sister, you have been following someone daily; watch out for those harboring ulterior motives..."

Lin Xuanxuan interrupted her sharply, "The real ones with wolfish ambitions, shouldn’t they be you and your mother?"