She kept her marriage a secret for three years, then divorced and was forcefully pampered by a power

Zeng Qi'er, who was being held in Meng Yu's arms, finally showed a victorious smile.

She achieved her goal.

After resolving her conflict with Meng Yu, Zeng Qier sent a message to Shao Yan.

"Meng Yu doesn't know about your mother's collection, so you can rest easy from now on."

As Shao Yan looked at the text message on her phone, tears welled up in her eyes for a moment.

Two years later, Meng Yu smashed his mother's collection, and it could never be restored.

She cried so hard the day she brought the things back.

Fortunately, she got everything else back.

Shao Yan sat on the sofa, curled up inside.

If she wasn't pregnant, she would not hesitate to drink a glass to celebrate her victory.

But now, feeling the little life inside my belly, who can say that isn't a kind of happiness?

In the evening, Qu You was probably tired from work. After watching TV with her until 10 o'clock, she couldn't stay up any longer and wanted to rest.

She went back to her room, but Shao Yan was wide awake.

The baby in her belly seemed to sense Shao Yan's high spirits. She felt a swelling in her lower abdomen. The baby was still small. If she were five months pregnant, she would definitely feel the little life dancing and celebrating inside her.

She rarely sits awake until midnight, and occasionally she checks her phone.

The screen will light up, and phone calls will come in.

But none of them came from Huo Xiao.

Shao Yan went from disappointment to expectation, and then back to disappointment.

Then, her last lingering feelings for Huo Xiao slowly faded away with the passage of time.

She once thought she had many opportunities to experience happiness.

However, it was all just a fleeting dream.

As Shao Yan thought about it, she unconsciously began to feel drowsy.

She figured it must be the baby in her belly that was tired.

In the middle of the night, a crisp telephone ring woke her from her sleep.

She practically sprang up from the sofa.

Shao Yan glanced at Qu You's room subconsciously, afraid that she would be woken up by the ringing of the phone.

Fortunately, once Qu You falls asleep, even a thunderbolt from the sky cannot wake her.

She actually envied Qu You for this, unlike her, who would open her eyes at the slightest sound.

Even if she didn't want to admit it, she couldn't lie to herself that she was actually waiting for Huo Xiao's phone call from across the ocean, a call that would never ring.

Shao Yan had never answered a phone call so late before, and her hand trembled slightly as she held the phone.

However, she immediately recognized the number on the screen, which had no signature, as belonging to Song Qingyan.

Shao Yan was somewhat disappointed, but she knew what he meant by calling.

Shao Yan deliberately didn't answer, until the phone kept ringing.

Finally, Shao Yan put the phone to her ear for the last time.

"Shao Yan, don't go too far. Quickly withdraw the accusations against my son, and I'll still acknowledge you as my daughter. Otherwise, don't blame me—"

"Otherwise, what do you want?"

Shao Yan was completely unfazed by Song Qingyan's threats, because whatever he said would have no effect on her.

The one who needs a favor now is Song Qingyan.

"You framed my son?"

Shao Yan sneered: "Are you sure I'm framing your son?"

Song Qingyan was rendered speechless by her question.

But he still didn't want to lose the dignity of being the chairman of the Song Group.

"Shao Yan, whether you admit it or not, I will always be your father."

For his son's sake, Song Qingyan finally softened.

Shao Yan sneered: "You're my dad? Song Qingyan, you have too many children. I advise you to gradually get paternity tests done on each of them, just in case. You are Song Xiao and Zeng Qi'er's father, but you have nothing to do with me. Don't go around claiming to be my daughter."

Song Qingyan was furious, but he needed Shao Yan's help, so he had no choice but to swallow his anger.

"The police said that only by dropping the case can Ah Xiao be exempted from charges. I know this has something to do with you, Yan Yan. I hope you can let Ah Xiao go for the sake of our father-daughter relationship."

He's still your brother; why do you siblings have to fight like this? What good will it do you if he goes to jail?

Shao Yan raised her pretty eyebrows slightly: "Younger brother? Whose younger brother is Song Xiao? My surname is Shao. Besides, Mr. Song, are we that close? Instead of wasting your time making pointless phone calls to me, you should be thinking about how to find a reliable lawyer to try and reduce your son's sentence."