“What do you want us to do, Ms. Song? Should we… dispose of her?” The person on the other end dropped his voice to a whisper.
“Don’t go acting blindly and causing any deaths.” She furrowed her brows in headache. “Wait for my instructions, while I think of a way to deal with that child in her stomach.”
“Roger. We’ll wait for further instructions.”
She had just hung up the call when she jolted in shock upon hearing a knock at the door out of nowhere. “Who is it?”
“It’s me, Enya.”
Realizing that it was just her mother, her heart calmed down and she went to open the door for her.
The middle-aged woman entered the room to find it dark and unlit, which got her nagging. “Why didn’t you even turn on the lights?”
She flipped the switches and frowned when she noticed her daughter wearing a troubled look on her face. “What’s wrong?”
“I don’t know whether I should discuss this matter with you or not.”
The older woman’s countenance turned grave upon hearing that. She proceeded to help her daughter to bed, sat down, and said in all seriousness, “That explains your troubled look. Tell me about it so that I can give you some advice.”
“Some time ago, I found out that Mu Yancheng has a secret lover. They still seem to be involved with each other even now.”
At that, she said dismissively, “He’s a Casanova at the prime of his youth, after all; it’s only natural that he’ll have plenty of women around him. I even heard that he’s a huge player, so this shouldn’t be a big deal, should it?”
“That woman is different, though.”
“Oh?” Her expression turned serious once more. “How so?”
“I can sense that he treats Meng Qingxue very differently. Of course, after I bumped into her that one time and goaded her into leaving, she’s no longer in the capital. I only found out afterward that she’s expecting a child! She’s fled to a remote city in hopes of secretly giving birth to that child, while Mu Yancheng is still relentlessly looking for her whereabouts! I can’t tell whether my position will be shaken should she be found or not!”
“She’s also pregnant?” She pressed. “How long has she been pregnant?”
“She’s at the start of her second trimester.”
“That’s fast. It means that she’s into her fourth month of pregnancy.”
“Mom… what if that woman successfully delivers her baby? My instincts are telling me that his feelings for her are genuine; I know that he’s had plenty of women around him, but I’ve never known their names, save for hers. He just couldn’t forget about her. I have this feeling that that woman will pose a great threat to me.”
“This is no laughing matter. Are you sure about it?”
“Of course, I am! I sent someone to check on her and have gotten her exact location,” answered Song Enya with conviction.
“You know where she’s at?”
“Yes.”
Her mother anxiously asked, “Then… what about him? Isn’t he also tracking her down?”
“I’m unsure about that, but I don’t think that he knows it! The Mus’ influence is no longer as before! Plus, he’s only just assumed his CEO position; it’ll take some time for him to solidify his power.”
