Chapter 5 Big gossip shes pregnant with a pillow#google_vignette

Chapter 5

"Brother Yi, what's wrong with you?" Song Feier noticed Si Jingyi's unusual behavior and hooked her arm through his. "Brother Yi, even though sister-in-law was in the wrong, I believe she didn't mean it. Don't be so angry!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the arm hooked around Si Jingyi's was violently shaken off.

Song Feier's eyes widened in shock.

Ever since they started dating, he had always been incredibly protective, gentle, considerate, and granted her every wish.

He had never given her the cold shoulder, let alone shaken off her hand!

"Brother Yi, my stomach hurts a bit—"

Seeing the pained expression on Song Feier's face, the last shred of rationality in Si Jingyi's mind told him not to readily believe the nonsense in Wen Yan's thoughts.

How could she possibly know so many inside details and even predict the future?

That's utterly ridiculous!

After she was switched at birth, she was raised in the countryside. She was inferior to Wen Yue in every way. Those absurd thoughts in her head must be pure delusion!

"Big brother, if anything happens to the baby in Feier's belly, I won't let Wen Yan off!" Si Jingyi scooped Song Feier up in his arms and strode away.

The others in the living room looked at Wen Yan with varying expressions.

"Sister-in-law, it's fine if you don't like our family, but there's really no need to harm a pregnant woman. Besides, Sister Feier is my second brother's former savior!"

The speaker was the youngest Si sister, Si Youyou.

She had a sweet, delicate face, red lips and white teeth, bright almond-shaped eyes, and was considered the most good-natured in the Si family.

[Little sister-in-law Youyou doesn't know the inside story. Forget it, I won't blame her. Anyway, she won't have a good ending later. The senior she has a crush on is a gold-digging social climber. He dislikes the birthmark on her right cheek but, for money, still agreed to her confession. After they marry, sister-in-law Youyou experiences a preterm rupture of membranes at five months, a chemical pregnancy, a failed IVF attempt, and a miscarriage at eight weeks. When she's three months pregnant for the last time, she discovers her senior husband is cheating and flirting with others.]

[Just as she is in agony and wants to ask for a divorce, the Si family goes bankrupt. Her senior husband becomes abusive, imprisons her, takes out a high-value insurance policy on her, and finally—]

[Ah, it's so tragic! Tongzi, I can't bear to look, skip ahead!]

Si Youyou was startled by Wen Yan's mental scream, goosebumps rising on her arms.

A chilling, creepy coldness seeped into her spine.

Would her future really be that miserable?

The senior she has a crush on is fair-skinned, clean-cut, gentle, and refined, a model excellent student. How could he possibly be the beast in human skin that sister-in-law imagines?

Sister-in-law's delusional disorder is truly terrifying!

Si Moyan and Old Master Si exchanged a glance.

Old Master Si lowered his voice to ask Si Moyan, "Has your wife developed some mental issues?"

Si Moyan looked at Wen Yan, with her explosive hairstyle but no makeup, his deep eyes complex.

"Grandfather, whether she's spouting nonsense or not, we'll know if we follow second brother to check it out."

Old Master Si nodded.

Right. If Wen Yan isn't making things up, then second brother is about to get into a car accident!

Old Master Si glanced at Si Moyan. "Aren't you afraid your second brother might get injured in the crash?"

"He won't die for now anyway." If the plot really develops as Wen Yan described, the first one in the Si family to die would actually be him.

Old Master Si, "..."

To avoid arousing Wen Yan's suspicion, Old Master Si immediately pretended to feel unwell.

"Eldest, my chest hurts. Take me to the hospital quickly."

Si Moyan hurriedly helped Old Master Si up from the sofa.

"Big brother, I'll go with you to take grandpa to the hospital."

Wen Yan frowned slightly, her fox-like eyes revealing confusion.

[Could it be the plot has changed, and Old Master Si is about to pass away soon?]

[That's not right. His final passing was clearly from someone pulling out his oxygen tube!]

[So tragic. He didn't die immediately after the tube was pulled, and then someone who came in later smothered him to death with a pillow!]

Old Master Si nearly stumbled and fell flat on his face.

After a glorious life, he would die such a miserable death in the end?

Old Master Si stared fixedly at Wen Yan, wanting her to quickly say who the beast was that pulled his oxygen tube and smothered him with a pillow!

Seeing Old Master Si's eyes almost popping out, Si Moyan gave a low cough. "Grandfather, don't get upset!"

According to Wen Yan, his own fate seemed even worse!

"Husband, you urgently called me back. What's the important matter?" As she spoke, she coquettishly batted her eyelashes at him, her alluring red lips curling slightly. "I was planning to get my hair done this afternoon."

When Wen Yan smiled, her beautiful eyes sparkled, charming and enchanting, a living, breathing little siren who could captivate without paying the price.

Si Moyan's dark, narrow eyes deepened. "Behave properly in front of grandfather."

Wen Yan, "..."

[Where am I not behaving? Hmph, dog man! It takes one to know one!]

Si Moyan's handsome, stern face instantly darkened to the color of a pot bottom.

Si Youyou, usually at school and rarely home, had little contact with her sister-in-law. But she knew her sister-in-law didn't like her big brother, loved to cause drama, and neither the Wen nor Si families liked her.

Yet today, she suddenly found her sister-in-law quite interesting.

It would be even better if she could tell her what her own final outcome would be!

Seeing Si Youyou's smiling eyes, her sweet smile, Wen Yan unconsciously curved her lips into a smile too.

[If little sister-in-law didn't have that red birthmark the size of a baby's fist on her right cheek, she'd absolutely be the campus belle of their college.]

[But that birthmark isn't a difficult problem for a divine physician like me.]

Si Youyou's eyes lit up.

Could sister-in-law really help remove the red birthmark on her right cheek?

She had seen doctors for eighteen years, and not a single one could remove the birthmark on her face!

She had already given up hope.

Si Moyan knew his sister's sore spot. He gently patted her head. "Let's go to the hospital first."

As Si Moyan and Si Youyou helped Old Master Si leave, he looked back at Wen Yan, still standing there dazed. "You come too!"

Wen Yan stretched lazily and followed them to the hospital, albeit reluctantly.

...

On the way to the hospital, driving Song Feier, Si Jingyi's face was terrifyingly dark.

"Brother Yi, sister-in-law didn't mean it. Please don't be angry with her anymore!"

Seeing Song Feier's pale little face and pained expression, Si Jingyi felt like chopping Wen Yan into pieces.

What had she done since marrying into the Si family besides causing trouble?

Last time she stole big brother's confidential documents, causing him to lose tens of millions. She was nothing but a useless disaster who ruined everything!

And she even said Feier was carrying a pillow and having an affair with his best friend. She was seriously ill!

He would never believe it, even in death!

Si Jingyi freed one hand from the steering wheel and lovingly touched Song Feier's abdomen. "Baby, you must hang in there. Mom and Dad are looking forward to your birth."

As soon as the words left his mouth, a minivan suddenly came around the bend.

Si Jingyi had no time to avoid it. The two vehicles collided.

"Ah—" Song Feier cried out in pain. Beneath her white skirt, bright red blood began to flow.

Seeing her bleed, Si Jingyi was scared out of his wits.

Damn Wen Yan, she predicted the car accident.

But she said Feier was carrying a pillow. How could a pillow possibly bleed?

This intersection was less than a hundred meters from the gynecology hospital. Just as Si Jingyi was about to carry Song Fei'er and run towards it, Si Moyan drove up in his car.

Wen Yan stuck her head out of the window and took a look outside.

[Whoa, the blood bag tied between her legs is working.]

[So stinky, so stinky, so stinky. Did she use chicken blood? It's so rank.]

Si Jingyi sniffed the air.

A gust of wind blew, carrying a pungent, fishy odor straight to his nostrils.

He was nearly sickened by the smell. Taking a deep breath, he shot a confused glance towards Song Fei'er's legs beneath her skirt.

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