Ning Wan’s words made everyone present widen their eyes, all eyes were on the child in her arms, and no one spoke anymore. In a venue with over 200 people, it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
When Tan Shuya heard Ning Wan say that the child was born by Song Qiao for Lu Jingchen, her face changed drastically. Her eyes widened directly, staring at the child in Ning Wan’s arms. Unbeknownst to her, she had already been pushed aside by the man she had been holding onto.
But at this mont, she couldn’t care about so much. The child, who appeared suddenly, was like a bomb that made her feel a chill spreading from her feet to her entire body.
Suddenly, as if sensing sothing, the baby suddenly wailed and started crying, perhaps from hunger.
Xu Qian was already shocked by Ning Wan’s words and didn’t know how to react. She never expected that, after longing to hold a grandson for so long, one would appear suddenly and tell her that the Lu Family finally had a descendant.
The indescribable feeling almost made her tremble with excitent.
Hearing the child’s cries, she suddenly ca to her senses, looked at Ning Wan, and cautiously spoke, "Miss... Miss Ning, is this really the son Song Qiao gave to our Jingchen?"
Ning Wan’s gaze fell on Xu Qian. She couldn’t treat Xu Qian like Lu Tianming and Lu Jingchen because Song Qiao had told her before that Xu Qian was very good to Song Qiao and secretly acknowledged Song Qiao’s marriage to Lu Jingchen.
So, while looking at Xu Qian, she still had a cold expression, but she nodded and said, "If you don’t believe , you can take the child for a DNA test."
The baby in her arms was still crying. Ning Wan gently patted the child’s back with moderate strength.
Xu Qian, hearing Ning Wan’s words, knew she must have misunderstood and quickly nodded, "I believe, I believe, I trust this is a child of the Lu Family."
She released Lu Tianming’s arm and stepped forward, her tone tinged with caution, "Well... Can I... Can I hold the child?"
Ning Wan hesitated slightly but then handed the child to her and said, "The child is brought to you by Song Qiao. From now on, the child belongs to your Lu Family. Go ahead and hold him."
Xu Qian quickly took the child from Ning Wan, her actions extrely cautious.
Once in Xu Qian’s arms, the child suddenly stopped crying. His tear-filled eyes opened, gazing steadily at Xu Qian. Having just cried, his mouth was bubbling with spit, making him even more adorable.
The scent of milk filled the air. Seeing the child’s appearance, which was exactly like her son’s as a baby, Xu Qian was certain that this child belonged to the Lu Family.
Instantly, excitent made her eyes turn red. She looked directly at Lu Tianming and said, "Look, this is our Lu Family’s child..."
Lu Tianming looked at the child in Xu Qian’s arms. His body was stiff, and although his lips moved, he said nothing in the end.
...
Everyone’s attention was focused on the child while Ning Wan quietly left the Lu Family Mansion.
Standing outside the gate of the Lu Family Mansion, Ning Wan looked up at the empty road in front of her, feeling indescribable.
A few minutes later, she took out her phone, dialed a number, and the call connected quickly.
Song Qiao’s voice ca through from the phone, "Hello, Wanwan..."
Hearing Song Qiao’s voice and recalling seeing Lu Jingchen with another woman at the banquet, Ning Wan suddenly felt unworthy for Song Qiao. Her eyes inexplicably reddened, and she said, "Qiaoqiao, I gave the child to the Lu Family tonight. Today is Lu Tianming’s 60th birthday."
Song Qiao on the other side was suddenly silent, and it was quite a while before she responded with a hum.
Neither of them spoke for a mont, and finally, Ning Wan, unable to bear the silence, asked directly, "Qiaoqiao, do you regret it?"
At this ti, Song Qiao, far away in Paris, was sitting in front of a crib. Inside the crib was a beautiful and lovely baby girl babbling and waving her tiny arms and legs, occasionally blowing a bubble.
Hearing Ning Wan’s words, Song Qiao was silent for about a minute before she smiled, "A little regretful, since the child was hard for to carry to term, and I almost didn’t make it through childbirth."
She then took a deep breath and continued, "But this child is Lu Jingchen’s offspring, and the Lu Family’s bloodline is so bizarre. Giving him to them makes feel less guilty. Besides, don’t I still have a daughter?"
Hearing Song Qiao’s words, Ning Wan felt much better but still humd, saying, "You’re so generous, directly giving your son away."
Song Qiao couldn’t help but laugh. Actually, Ning Wan giving the child to the Lu Family relieved her quite a bit.
Poking her daughter’s cheek, she changed the subject and said to Ning Wan on the phone, "When will you co to Paris? As her godmother, you haven’t given your goddaughter a gift yet. When you co, you must give double."
"After I deal with matters here in An City, I’ll leave directly and co to see you. You’ll have to take care of then."
Song Qiao laughed, "I’m supposed to take care of my daughter, but I also have to take care of you? Why aren’t you taking care of ?"
Ning Wan replied confidently, "Because I’m broke. I’m almost bankrupt dealing with that woman Ning Yan’er, but fortunately, things are almost resolved. And isn’t there Chu Munan, the wealthy one?"
Song Qiao, "..." She was left speechless.
After chatting a bit more, Ning Wan hung up the phone, put it back in her pocket, and was about to take a step when she heard the sound of a car engine.
Then, before she could react, a black Maybach drifted to a stop in front of her, blocking her way.
The glaring headlights almost made her close her eyes. Unable to bear it, she raised a hand to shield her eyes, surrounded by the sound of the car engine. As she tried to adjust to the light and see who it was, a large hand grasped her arm, and she heard a man’s voice.
"Ning Wan, where exactly is Song Qiao?"
Hearing this voice, Ning Wan’s body stiffened...
Lu Jingchen!
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