Going Wild After My Husband Fakes His Death

Chapter 24: My Son Likes You Very Much

It was not a good idea to pretend to have an abortion when she was pregnant.

Because if the child was gone, the Qin family had a reason to take back the shares in her hands.

A few days later, Jiang Yi asked Zeng Ying for the evidence for the trial and planned to deliver it to Song Rao personally.

“Hello, Mrs. Jiang.”

After making a call, she heard this sentence.

Jiang Yi wanted to beat him to death. She gritted his teeth and said, “Can you not call me Mrs. Jiang? I’m 21 years old this year and unmarried. You’re calling me old.”

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“I heard from Mr. Gong that you have a husband.”

“He’s dead.”

“That still makes you a married woman. There’s nothing wrong with me calling you Mrs. Jiang.”

“Hehe.”

This guy’s ability to infuriate people was really similar to Qin Jinchen’s, but Jiang Yi had other motives, so she could only endure it. “I’ve got the evidence. Where’s your home? I’ll send it over to you.”

He gave her the address and even politely said, “Sorry for the trouble, Mrs. Jiang.”

After confirming that she was a married woman, he wouldn’t change his words no matter what.

Jiang Yi was so angry that she hung up the phone on the spot.

The next day, Jiang Yi drove to Song Rao’s apartment alone.

“The evidence is inside.”

Jiang Yi handed Song Rao a document bag and then carefully looked around the room. It was simple, cold and very clean.

“Going out?” She turned her gaze back and saw Song Rao wearing a proper white shirt and a suit jacket draped over the sofa.

He nodded. “I have to go to school later.”

When Song Rao was looking at the evidence, Jiang Yi was lazily leaning against the sofa, quietly looking at him. Her gaze was so strong that Song Rao could not help but look up at her.

“Mrs. Jiang, what’s the matter?”

“Did you do it on purpose?” She said unhappily. “You clearly know that a young lady like me doesn’t like others to call me lady, yet you still insist on calling me that?”

He chuckled. “This is just a polite way of addressing you.”

“You’re not allowed to call me that,” She said somewhat angrily, even sitting up straight.

“What should I call you then?”

“Just call me by my name.”

Song Rao did not say anything, nor did he say if he would call her by her name. He then lowered his head and continued to look at the evidence.

“Can I use the bathroom?”

Jiang Yi suddenly asked, and Song Rao nodded. “Do as you wish.”

The bathroom was in Song Rao’s bedroom. When Jiang Yi realized that he was the only person living in the apartment, she felt a lot better for some reason. When she came out of the bathroom, she unconsciously touched her lower abdomen.

When she left, Jiang Yi walked to the door and suddenly turned around to smile at him. “Lawyer Song, my son likes you very much. He wants you to be his father.”

“Your son? How old is he?”He asked coldly, the light in his eyes flickering behind his lenses.

“If you’re willing, I’ll arrange for the two of you to meet in ten months.”

“…”

“Have I told Lawyer Song that you look like my late husband? I think my unborn child will definitely like you.”

Song Rao’s lips curled coldly. “Mrs. Jiang, you don’t have to be so friendly with me. Since I’ve received the money, I’ll do my best to handle Zeng Fangying’s case.”

‘You’re calling me Mrs. again!’

Jiang Yi didn’t look too good, but when she saw Song Rao’s face that was exactly the same as Qin Jinchen’s, she really wanted to play dirty tricks.

“Song Rao, your brother seems to have a congenital heart disease, right? I know a top international doctor who has successfully performed heart transplants many times.”

Seeing that he was rooted to the spot, Jiang Yi smiled and leaned forward. “Do you want me to introduce you to him? Hmm?”

“What are your conditions?”

She wanted to whisper in his ear, but she realized that he was so tall, so she could only stand on tiptoes.

Her almond-shaped eyes, which had always been cold, were covered with a layer of mist. They were wet and looked gentle and pitiful. “Actually, I’m fake pregnant. Can you help me get pregnant?”