Raising a wife? The mistress of the Hou family divorced and remarried her younger uncle

Chapter 336 Feelings
Lu Jing tightened his arms around her, trapping her in his embrace. Hearing Su Qingwan's words, he felt a pang of pain in his heart. "I know you wouldn't harm the child, Xiao Wu. I've never doubted it."

Su Qingwan breathed a sigh of relief, broke free from Lu Jing, and turned to look at him. She and Lu Jing had known each other for so long and understood each other so well. Su Qingwan was really afraid that Lu Jing would think she was heartless and would actually hurt innocent children.

Although she felt uncomfortable, she knew that Ding was innocent, and that harming the child might also kill Ding. She really couldn't bring herself to be so heartless. The more silent Lu Jing remained, the more afraid she was that he would misunderstand. Originally, she didn't care about Lu Jing's thoughts, but she didn't know when it started, she was bothered that Lu Jing really thought of her as a cruel and heartless woman.

Su Qingwan asked gently, "Then why did you lock yourself in the study?"

"I..." Lu Jing helped her sit down, his mood heavy. He was thinking about how to balance the relationship between Su Qingwan and the Lu family. There was already a grudge between them, and now they were like fire and water. Lu Shaoqing had sent people to invite him twice to return to the Lu family, but he ignored them. He was afraid that Su Qingwan would overthink it. He knew that Su Qingwan might not care.

"Xiao Wu, do you care about those rumors? They say that you and I, as uncle and sister-in-law, are having an affair, that you are ruthless and cruel, that you killed Ding's child, and that they avoid you like the plague."

“I don’t care.” Su Qingwan shook her head. “If I cared about rumors, I wouldn’t be alive today.”

"But I have some doubts. Was it really for your own good to insist on bringing you back to the capital? If you were in Huainan, you would definitely be living a very easy and happy life. No one in Huainan would dare to make things difficult for you. You wouldn't be suffering like you are in the capital. Xiao Wu, today when I went to the Ningyuan Marquis's residence, I passed through the courtyard and heard the women gossiping. They said you harmed Ding's child, that you were ruthless, and that they dared not be friends with you. Listening to those rumors, all I could do was scold you. I didn't know how to defend you. I am your husband. No one will believe me. They are convinced that you are the murderer. You have no friends in the capital, you suffer all kinds of gossip, and you have no relatives. You are trapped in this small place. I was too selfish." Lu Jing remained silent in the study for a long time. He thought that his insistence on bringing Su Qingwan back was really too selfish.

"Do you regret it?" Su Qingwan pursed her lips, her fingers tightening slightly.

"Want to hear the truth?"

Su Qingwan nodded. "No regrets!"

Su Qingwan chuckled, "Then I have no regrets, Lu Jing. It was not my wish to go to the capital with you, but I have never regretted it. No matter what I have to go through, it was my choice. Remember, it was me who went back to the capital with you. I chose you."

Lu Jing's heart stirred, and he turned to kiss her. Su Qingwan returned the kiss, and Lu Jing pulled her onto his lap, gently stroking the back of her neck with his fingers.

As Lu Jing was entangled with her, he thought with immense pain, "Xiao Wu, I believe you have never harmed the Ding family, but... you have always wanted to kill my brother."

I know you can't let go of your hatred for your elder sister-in-law, but... for my sake, can you let go of that hatred?

Lu Jing dared not ask. He lacked confidence and even knew that Su Qingwan had always harbored the intention to kill his brother. Given the opportunity, she would do so without leaving a trace, just as she had done with Li Xueying and the Lady of Anping.

"Xiao Wu, give me a child!" In the heat of passion, Lu Jing suddenly had the idea of ​​binding her to his heart. With a child, with a bond, would his hatred dissipate a little?

Su Qingwan, panting, kissed his chin. "That depends on your skills."

Lu Jing pressed her down into the soft brocade quilt, his eyes darkening, his movements becoming increasingly wild and intense, gripping her waist, "Then you'll have to take it, don't beg for mercy."