Feng Jing stepped into the mansion of the Lin family with her competitive belly.
One day, Cheng drawing had a rest. Because he was drunk, he slept until ten o'clock in the morning. When he woke up, he heard the laughter downstairs.
She washed up, changed her clothes, walked out of the bedroom, and went downstairs. She heard Lin Ting laughing from a distance. "Mom, do you think my sister-in-law is pregnant with a son or a daughter? I guess she must be a fat boy."

Sister-in-law, who was Lin Ting calling her sister-in-law?
Tian Tu quickened his pace downstairs. Then, she saw Feng Jing, who was sitting on the sofa of the living room on the first floor, leaning against Lin Yuan.
Obviously, the sister-in-law Lin Ting referred to was not Tian Tu, but Feng Jing.
Tian Tu's legs froze on the spiral ladder, unable to move.
Being a mistress was so arrogant. It was the best in the world.
"Tianhua, come here." Mrs. Lin suddenly shouted at the ladder.

Tian Tu was stunned. He stepped to Mrs. Lin's side and sat down, feeling uneasy.
Mrs. Lin took her hand and stared at Feng Jing, saying word by word, "Miss Feng, you said that you are pregnant. Who can prove that the child is the source? A woman like you, who is greedy for vanity, must have more than one man, right? Even if the child is the source, don't expect a mother to marry into the Lin family with her son, because the Lin family has the Heavenly Painting, the daughter-in-law. If you are confident that the child is the source, then give birth to the child with peace of mind. The Lin family will not treat you badly. Except for the position of Young Madam of the Lin family, you can have everything."
Mrs. Lin's words were nothing more than a reassuring pill, and the painting of heaven was a little more at ease.
"Mom, I can be sure that the child is mine." Lin Yuan was dissatisfied.

Feng Jing sobbed and said, "Aunt, Origin and I are truly in love. There are no other men except me. I swear."
"Can true love destroy other people's family?"
"But I'm already pregnant."
"There's no need for the Lin family to rely on a b*tch to pass on the family line. Don't try to threaten me with your pregnancy."
"B*tch?" Lin Yuan sneered and looked at Heavenly Painting mockingly. "When it comes to showing off, I'm afraid no one can compare with Miss Cheng, who looks dignified and elegant on the surface."
Tian Tu's face instantly flushed red.
She knew that Lin Yuan was referring to her attempt to seduce him last night.
She was really drunk last night, so she did such a bold thing. Now she regretted it.
"Mom, didn't you always want to have grandchildren? Why did you drive my sister-in-law away?" Lin Ting was puzzled.
"Lin Ting, you're right. The Heavenly Painting is your sister-in-law." Mrs. Lin suddenly stood up from the sofa and said, "Miss Feng, I've made it very clear. The Lin Family will treat you well after giving birth to the child. But don't dream about marrying into the Lin Family. Get out of the Lin Family now."
After saying that, Mrs. Lin went upstairs.
The remaining four young people on the sofa were staring at each other. Lin Ting looked at Heavenly Painting and said coldly, "Don't think that you can secure the position of Young Madam He with your mother's support. If you can't give birth to a child, you will be driven out sooner or later. Just wait and see."
It was only because of this that Lin Yuan refused to give her a chance to get pregnant.
Feng Jing snuggled up in Lin Yuan's arms, her eyes brimming with tears.
Lin Yuan caressed her hair and comforted her in a gentle voice. "Don't worry, I'll definitely give you a title."
As he spoke, he cast a cold glance in the direction of Heavenly Painting.
"Jing, don't be sad. I will help you convince my mother." Lin Ting patted Feng Jing's shoulder and promised with confidence.
Feng Jing wiped away the tears on her face and looked at her with an aggrieved expression. "But Aunt has already made it very clear. She only recognizes the painting of heaven."
"She recognized the painting because she felt that the painting was obedient. If she knew that the painting was not as good as she thought, would she still like it?"
"What do you mean?"
"What my mother hates the most is the woman who has broken up and destroyed other people's families." Lin Ting smiled faintly, and her eyes were full of cunning.
"But Cheng drawing rarely has contact with other men."
"That depends on your ability." Lin Ting smiled again. "You can't even do such a small thing, can you? How can you marry my brother?"
Feng Jing opened her mouth and thought for a while. She seemed to understand.
"I see. Thank you," she said gratefully.
"You don't have to thank me. Since my brother asked me to get rid of Cheng drawing, I will try my best to help him. If you need any help, just call me."
"OK."
Heavenly Painting was reading a book on the terrace of the bedroom. The golden sunlight shone on her, making her feel warm and soft.
If it weren't for the fact that she had something in her heart, it would have been a wonderful and pleasant afternoon.
The thin piece of paper flipped over her fingertips one by one. She tried her best to open her eyes wide, but the words on the book were still blurry.
When she was about to get up after closing the book, there was a steady sound of footsteps behind her. The closer she got, the closer she got. Finally, she stood less than one meter away from her.
Without looking back, she said lightly, "If Young Master Lin is here to talk about a divorce with me, then don't say anything, lest we waste each other's time."
"Cheng Tianhua!" Lin Yuan angrily stepped forward and grabbed her lower jaw, forcing her to look into his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want?"
"In addition to a divorce, I can do anything," she said with a stubborn smile.
"You're crazy! Crazy woman!" Lin Yuan threw her away. "Do you think you can just let yourself die in the Lin Family like this? You're going to waste your time, aren't you? Alright, I have plenty of time to spend with you. Let's see who won't be able to last for long. When the time comes, you won't even have a chance to get a divorce!"
"Don't worry. I will never divorce you."
"Let's wait and see!" Lin Yuan threw out these words and turned to leave her bedroom in a huff.
He thought that he would not be able to see Lin Yuan for a long time, but he didn't expect to see Lin Yuan's car waiting by the roadside the next day as he got off work.
Cheng drawing didn't think that Lin Yuan's arrival would be a good thing, but she still went up after a moment of hesitation. She opened the door and sat in the co-pilot seat. Her mocking eyes were rolling on his handsome side face. "I don't know what surprise Young Master Lin wants to give me this time?"
Lin Yuan turned his head and glanced at her. His voice was friendly as he said, "Mom bought you a movie ticket. She insisted that I should take you to a movie."
"So that's how it is!"
Mrs. Lin often did such things.
In order to ease their relationship, Mrs. Lin would create opportunities for them to be alone from time to time. However, most of the time, Lin Yuan did not pay attention to them. She did not expect that he would obey her today.
Was it for the sake of Feng Jing to please her mother? No matter what, Cheng drawing still decided to accept Mrs. Lin's arrangement. It was also her dream to develop a relationship with Lin Yuan.
To her surprise, Lin Yuan not only accompanied her to watch a movie, but also invited her to have supper. He was also very interested in drinking with her.
The beer passed by his throat, cool and refreshing, and the painting of the sky soon became a little drunk.
In a daze, Heavenly Painting made a wonderful guess in her heart. Was Lin Yuan silently apologizing to her for what happened yesterday? If so, she would have forgiven him, and she would have really forgiven him.
It was a pity that every time she could guess the opening line, she would never be able to figure out the ending...