Chapter 853 Baby is two months old (1)

Eleven spoke calmly, and then she suddenly realized something.

Thinking about it, she couldn’t help but laugh.

She really was...

Always the same.

In the past, whether she was married or not was all the same; now, divorced or not, it was all the same.

The expression she showed never matched the reality.

"So, you’re saying... they’re still going to get engaged in three days?"

Song Jiaqi thought she had assumed the engagement ceremony had already been quietly called off!

"Yes," Eleven smiled.

Song Jiaqi hesitated.

You can randomly eat food, but you can’t just say anything. Some words were on the tip of Song Jiaqi’s tongue, but she swallowed them back down.

Eleven probably guessed what she was thinking and said with a low chuckle, "Are you worried that now, with us unable to part so easily, once he and Shang Muxue get engaged, I’ll immediately extricate myself from this affection, and it will distress me? I might even go from being the wife to the third party, scorned by everyone, right?"

What she said was indeed what Song Jiaqi was thinking.

Song Jiaqi nodded and said, "There are many people on Weibo scolding you without knowing the situation, and the incident from five years ago has also been exposed. It’s already causing a big stir. If now it comes out that you... I’m afraid you’ll get hurt."

Before Eleven could speak, Song Jiaqi continued, "Really, I also think Mr. Gu is very nice, very gentle. Although I still can’t understand why you’d divorce with such a good relationship, if he decides to get engaged to another woman, you better not get mixed up in that mess... What do you think?"

"I understand," Eleven nodded, "There are some things I can’t tell you right now, maybe later, if there’s a chance. Don’t worry about me, I’m fine. I’ve been through gunfire and bullets, this is nothing."

"Okay!"

Song Jiaqi decided to trust her.

Qianxun didn’t look like someone who would become a mistress. If she couldn’t extricate herself now, there must be a reason she couldn’t leave, and she must have some distress she couldn’t yet speak of.

How could it look like they weren’t normally divorced?

Otherwise, how could such a seemingly better-than-new marriage have changed so abruptly?

Song Jiaqi’s imagination went wild, speculating about conspiracies, traps, forced situations...?

"Forget about me, Jia Qi, I want to talk about you."

"Me?" Song Jiaqi gave a perfunctory laugh and said, "What could I possibly have to talk about?"

"You drank so much yesterday, don’t pretend nothing’s wrong. Who would drown themselves in alcohol for no reason? What about your health?"

"I really am fine..."

"Just the two of us are here, at most there’s Aunt Fang, even if Aunt Fang knows she won’t tell anyone, I promise."

Aunt Fang wasn’t the gossipy type. She wouldn’t say what she shouldn’t say. Otherwise, their relationship would have been exposed long ago.

So Eleven had a lot of trust in Aunt Fang.

"Don’t want to talk? On the ninth, my husband said he saw you go to the West City Hotel."

Song Jiaqi’s entire body stiffened.

"It wasn’t for sightseeing, was it?"

Because Eleven had experienced certain things herself, that’s why she thought something was so off.

Song Jiaqi, seeing there was no point in hiding it, nodded, "I did go..."

After hesitating for a moment, she decided to open up and told the whole story of what happened that night, as much as she could remember.

Eleven suddenly felt a chill all over.