After being reborn, I decisively broke off my engagement and married a cold-faced military young mas

Chapter 395 Is Fang Qing pregnant?

"How can that be? If we're divorced and you still have to help take care of the kids, won't people gossip?"

Lu Cong sneered.

"Oh, now you're worried about gossip? Back when Jiang Ting and Yu Yao hadn't broken off their engagement, when you invited Jiang Ting to Chenchen's birthday party and coaxed Chenchen to call Jiang Ting 'Dad,' weren't you afraid of gossip then?"

Fang Qing: "..."

Lu Jiangting unconsciously clenched his fist and pinched his thigh hard.

What was he thinking just now?

The thought that Fang Qing was raising a child alone was suddenly brought to his mind again.

He actually thought that he could just give her fifty yuan a month and let her take good care of Chenchen, and she wouldn't have to go to work anymore.

It was this kind of thinking that forced Yuyao to break off the engagement; he deserves to die.

After Lu Cong finished talking about calling his father on his birthday, Wang Cuilan added insult to injury.

“When you ran the hair salon, you said you didn’t have time to take care of the kids, so I took care of you for two months during the summer vacation. Have you forgotten? Why didn’t you say you were worried about people gossiping back then?”

Their words were like slaps to the face, leaving Fang Qing's face bright red.

Fang Qing held back for a while, then awkwardly forced a smile.

Now that things have come to this, what else can we do?

She could only say, "Alright, then I'll trouble you, Uncle and Aunt."

Lu Cong looked at Lu Jiangting, "Jiangting, Chenchen's schooling has been arranged, when are you two going to finalize the divorce?"

Lu Jiangting: "I've already spoken to Minister Wang. I'll write the application and tell him again tomorrow. It will be much faster if both of us agree to the divorce."

"Okay, it's settled then."

The next day, Lu Jiangting wrote a divorce report and handed it directly to Lao Wang.

Old Wang looked at the application, which was written in a very detailed and convincing manner, adjusted his glasses, and asked in surprise, "Are you serious?"

Lu Jiangting: "..." What? Do you think I'd joke about something like divorce?

"Minister Wang, please sign this."

Old Wang was almost laughing in exasperation. "Fang Qing agreed?"

"Yes."

Old Wang: "..." How could Fang Qing agree?

"Okay, I agree. Let's leave it here for now. The process will take about a month, and we might call both of you together for mediation later. Regardless of the outcome of the mediation, this is a necessary procedure, you understand?"

"I understand, thank you."

Old Wang was speechless; he was the one who arranged the match.

How long has it been? Less than a year and they're getting a divorce, and they both agree.

What's wrong with these young people? What do they take marriage for?

No, he had to ask Fang Qing to find out what was going on.

As for Fang Qing, after dropping Wang Chenchen off at school during the day, she started looking for an apartment.

Lu Cong and Wang Cuilan were both surprised.

"Is she really willing to get a divorce?"

"She's already started looking for a place to live, so it must be true."

Lu Cong shook his head and frowned, saying, "I have a feeling things aren't that simple. Fang Qing is no simple woman; could she be plotting something bad?"

Wang Cuilan: "What bad things could she possibly be up to? She's already looking for a house and has already discussed the divorce with Jiang Ting."

Lu Cong shook his head again, "I haven't seen the divorce certificate, I'm not at ease."

Even if you're worried, you can only watch helplessly; there's nothing you can do.

Fang Qing inquired about several houses today, but she either complained about the price or the house itself.

Now that she's living in a free house, she's become picky.

Upon returning, Wang Cuilan hurriedly asked, "Fang Qing, have you found a place to live?"

"I looked at a few, but they were all too expensive."

"That……"

Before she could finish speaking, Fang Qing added, "I'll look for two more days, and I'll definitely find a suitable place to move out."

After hearing what she said, Lu Cong and his wife didn't know what to say.

That's fine. My son said he asked someone to help them find a nanny, but it's not something that can be done in a day or two.

Three days later, Fang Qing found a suitable house, and Lu Jiangting also helped the elderly couple find a suitable caregiver.

The nanny comes over every day to cook two meals and wash their clothes. Lu Cong needs to go to the hospital for check-ups twice a month, and the nanny has to accompany him.

That's all the work, not much, and I get fifty a month.

The nanny lives in this dilapidated neighborhood. Those who could afford it moved away long ago. The people who live here are all from average families, and they are quite willing to take on jobs to supplement their income.

The day the nanny arrived was also the day Fang Qing moved.

Her rented house wasn't far away, just a short distance in front of this alley.

If anything happens, you can shout loudly and everyone will hear you.

The apartment there was a one-bedroom, one-living room unit, and the conditions were similar to this place—dilapidated—but it only cost ten yuan a month.

Lu Jiangting thought it was a good idea, as it would be more convenient for her parents to pick up and drop off Chenchen this way.

Now that they've reached the point of divorce, he doesn't find Fang Qing so annoying anymore.

He even went to help Fang Qing move.

Deliver her packed belongings to her rented apartment.

Lu Cong was somewhat dissatisfied. "Hmph, if you're going to rent, why not rent somewhere further away? Renting here is such a hassle. Every time Jiang Ting comes back, he has to pass by her house. What is she up to?"

Wang Cuilan said, "Who cares what she's up to? Didn't you see that our son would rather sleep on the floor next to our bed than share a room with her? Even if we did share a room, we didn't hear anything. What are you worried about?"

"That's true. Our son isn't into that kind of thing, so she shouldn't even think about seducing him."

Lu Jiangting returned while they were talking, and they stopped speaking.

"Jiang Ting, are you sleeping at home or in the dorm tonight?"

It was already quite late. Normally, Lu Jiangting would definitely be heading to his dorm.

However, now that Fang Qing and Chenchen have moved away, the little house inside is just sitting empty.

Now that he's finally back, there's no need for him to go back to the dorm.

"Father, Mother, I'll stay at home."

"Okay, then you rest, Mom will go make your bed."

"it is good."

He never did housework as a child and was used to being taken care of by his parents.

Lu Cong and Wang Cuilan had doted on him since he was a child, treating him like the apple of their eye, doing his laundry, cooking for him, and taking care of him. They were both very happy about it.

Helping her son with chores has improved Wang Cuilan's eyesight, made her legs and feet more agile, and relieved her back pain.

Regardless of who does the work, the person is willing to do it.

That night, Lu Jiangting stayed at home.

Fang Qing waited for a long time, but Lu Jiangting didn't come out of the alley, so she knew that he wouldn't be going to the army tonight.

So, was the "busy" thing you said all along just a lie to her?

This is really... infuriating.

Fortunately, now that they're getting a divorce, she can sense the change in Lu Jiangting, and she feels she made the right bet.

Just proceed according to plan.

The next day, while sweeping the floor, she leaned against a tree by the roadside and vomited.

Sister Zhao walked over to her, helped her up, and said, "Fang Qing, you're not pregnant, are you?"

Fang Qing shook her head and said, "No."

As someone who's been through it all, how could Sister Zhao not understand?

She gave birth to two children.

"Definitely. Have you gone to the hospital for a checkup?"

Fang Qing: "That's not true, Sister Zhao, don't talk nonsense."