Chapter 44: Fu Mingxue Feels Faint

Fu Mingxue was dumbfounded when she heard this.

Wait, what? She still had to go to his house?

Qin Wenhuo narrowed his eyes slightly at her expression.

He asked in an even tone, “What, you don’t want to?”

Fu Mingxue stammered, “N-no, of course not. I just… am I going alone?”

“No, I’ll go with you.” He paused, then added, “Not just us—our two kids will come too.”

Fu Mingxue: …?

What do you mean, our two kids? Isn’t this moving a bit fast?

She forced a smile. “S-sure, that sounds good!”

Oh heavens, this fate of hers really demanded some serious sacrifice.

She’d wanted to escape the fate of raising someone else’s kids like in her previous life.

Now, she was about to become a mother again, and this time, painlessly.

Why couldn’t she just experience the whole process of childbirth herself for once?

Qin Wenhuo found his new bride’s expression genuinely amusing.

Her reaction was… odd.

He couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow. “Aren’t you going to ask what the kids’ names are?”

Fu Mingxue: …?

Not interested. No need.

“Oh, I was just about to ask! What are their names?” she asked, playing along. “And who’s taking care of them now? Since you’re here, are they alright?”

“They’re twins. The older one is a boy, Qin Hao, and the younger is a girl, Qin Keke. They’re just over a year old. Their father died in the line of duty three years ago, and their mother remarried two months ago. The twins weren’t taken with her. The Tong family elders couldn’t manage, so I adopted them.”

Fu Mingxue couldn’t help but feel a surge of respect—not just for him, but for the twins’ late father as well.

They were all admirable people.

She’d always had a natural fondness for soldiers, though in her previous life she’d been ruined by that scumbag Song Yan.

Even so, her respect for soldiers never faded.

“Don’t worry, I’ll treat them well,” she promised.

Maybe she’d raised three ungrateful brats in her last life, but that didn’t mean she’d take out her resentment on other children.

Qin Wenhuo looked at her seriously, his gaze unwavering.

Fu Mingxue thought he was doubting her, so she immediately raised four fingers. “Don’t worry, I won’t be a wicked stepmother. At worst, if I really can’t treat them well, I’ll just keep my distance.”

Actually, the chances of them living together were slim—she was already planning to get a divorce in a year.

“There’s no need to say that. I trust you! But if they misbehave, you should discipline them. As their mother, you have every right to teach them a lesson.”

Fu Mingxue: …

Looks like there’s no escaping this instant-mother fate.

She was a mother in her last life, and now again in this one.

She didn’t want to continue this topic.

“By the way, about Song Yan—”

At the mention of business, Qin Wenhuo’s expression turned serious. “Don’t worry, we’ll investigate thoroughly. You being my family won’t affect the process.”

“As long as it’s fair,” Fu Mingxue replied. She didn’t need him to take her side.

“And you’re leaving tomorrow, right?”

“Mm.”

Seeing him nod, Fu Mingxue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Good, he’d be gone soon.

Otherwise, his presence made her feel uneasy.

But clearly, she’d relaxed too soon.

“I’ll come by again in a few days, before the New Year. Then we’ll go to Beijing together.”

After hearing this, Fu Mingxue felt the world spin before her eyes.

No, really, that’s not necessary!

“What, do you have other plans?”

Fu Mingxue wanted to say yes—he really didn’t need to come.

But someone else beat her to it, speaking up happily, “Son-in-law, that’s wonderful! I was worried about her traveling to Beijing alone. I’d never feel at ease letting her go so far by herself. I’ve heard there are so many kidnappers on the trains these days!”"