The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Chapter 154: Song Tianwen Keeps a Mistress

“What are you trying to explain? Losing your virginity? Or pregnant with someone else’s kid?” Song Tianwei looked at her bitterly, with cold light flashing in his eyes.

“I...” Murong Rou got choked by his questions, with tears popping out her eyes, “Tianwen, I have never meant to get you cuckolded. I got set up...”

“I know! So what? The truth is you have lost your virginity and is pregnant with a bastard. Whether it’s out of your will or not, does it make any difference?” Song Tianwen looked at her contemptuously!

Murong Rou’s face immediately turned ghostly pale. Yeah, whatsoever, she had lost her virginity. But she really didn’t want to part with her beloved husband and daughter...

“Can you give me another chance?” asked Murong Rou with a sobbing tone.

“What do you think?” asked Song Tianwen blandly: As the Wu’an marquis, how could he let a woman who has lost her virginity to someone else and is pregnant with a bastard be the first wife? So funny! There’re so many virgins out there...

“I can have an abortion...I won’t let you humiliated...And I don’t mind if you want a concubine...to carry on your family line...” Murong Rou promised incoherently, with all expectations in her eyes, while her heart was bleeding: After the abortion, she had to rest at least for one or two years. So she could not get pregnant in a short time. She could only let another woman have a baby with Tianwei, which means, from now on, she has to share his Tianwen with another woman...”

“But a concubine’s son could only be a bastard...I want a son with my first wife...” Song Tianwen interrupted her, with cold light in his eyes.

“Well...then you can marry a wife, then she can still have a legitimate son for you...” Murong Rou tried to figure it out for him. But her non-stop nagging made Song Tianwen annoyed. He then shouted, “Murong Rou, don’t you get what I mean? I want a divorce...”

Murong Rou’s body shook. She looked at him, with tears gushing out of her eyes, “Tianwen, we have been married for over ten years, and I tried all my best to maintain the whole mansion in order. You know that’s best years in my life. And I was set up to make the only mistake in my life. Can’t you give me a chance?”

“I may forgive you if it’s something else. But now you carry a baby of that son of bitch and get me cuckolded. How can I let it go? I tried to save your face not to expose you and Xu Wen’s affair in front of everyone. That’s the most I can do...”

With Song Tianwen’s rebuke coming to her ears, Murong Rou’s heart was bleeding and then she collapsed to the ground: No man could bear his own wife loses the virginity to another man and even is pregnant with that man. She can understand if Tianwan wants to divorce her. But she really loves Tianwen. She can’t afford to leave him. She doesn’t want to give up on him!

With tears in her eyes, when Murong Rou was about to say something, a kid’s voice cut in, “Daddy...daddy...”

The silvery kid’s voice made one’s heart melting. Murong Rou followed the sound and saw a 7 or 8 years old boy run here, who opened his little arms at Song Tianwen, with his expensive royalblue robe fluttering in the air.

The coldness in Song Tianwen’s eyes was totally gone. Instead, he put on a gentle smile he rarely had. He bent over to hold this soft boy up, and tapped the tip of his nose, pretending to be angry, “Didn’t I tell you to stay at home? What are you doing here?”

“I miss you, daddy. So I come here to see you!” The little boy held Song Tianwen’s neck, making his heart melting on seeing the little boy’s cute face.

Song Tian pinched his little nose and pretended to scold him, “It’s dangerous out here. How can you come alone?”

“I didn’t come myself. I come with mommy.” the little boy grinned when he turned around. In the way he looked at came a young woman wearing a violet long dress walking toward them. She was about 24 or 25 years old, with a beautiful face and slim but hour-glass figure making one hard to forget.

The woman hurriedly came before Song Tianwen and asked hastily, “Xiaobai kept nagging, asking me to bring him to see you. I meant to bring him to look at you from a distance. But he ran here himself. Do we trouble you?”

“Don’t worry. It’s OK!” Song Tianwen smiled gently. He then stretched out a hand to hold that young woman’s shoulder. The three of them made a perfect scene.

Murong Rou was stunned. Looking at this family of three who totally ignored everyone on site, she asked with a shocking and unbelieving tone, “Tian...Tianwen...what’s going on?”

Where does such a big son come from?

Hearing her questioning, Song Tianwen suddenly came to himself. He turned around and saw the stoned Murong Rou. He looked a bit unnatural and said in a low voice, “I guess I should be frank with you now. As you see, Jing’er is my kept woman. And Xiaobai is our son...”

Murong Rou felt like her head was bombing His husband who only loved him even wouldn’t take a concubine because of her. Now he had a mistress and even a son behind her back...

Murong Rou’s strength was taken out completely, collapsed on the ground, asking Song Tianwen with hatred: “how long have you been together?”

“Eight or nine years...”Song Tianwen answered softly, his eyes looking quite calm: every man from a noble family has at least three wives and four concubines, while he only has a wife. Even he has a mistress, people would criticize about that.

Murong Rou smiled coldly, with kind of irony, they had been married only thirteen years, and he actually had kept the mistress for 8 or 9 years. She had always thought she married a devoted husband.

“you insist on divorcing me, only to marry her?’Murong Rou gnashed her teeth, eyes burning raging anger.

“Not all.” Song Tanwen gently shook his head, Murong Rou was his first wife. If she did not lose her virginity, he was very happy to let her lead the whole mansion, but she had a scandal, getting him cuckolded, he could only divorce her.

As for Jing’er and Bai, he was looking for an opportunity to bring into the mansion, and give them their identities. He was also ready to divorce Murong Rou.

He was already over 30 years old, and he really needed a legitimate son!

“Rou, you are not young, so you need to have your own children to accompany you. So you’d better keep the baby. Wouldn’t it be nice for you to marry Xu Wen as a step wife and raise your child together?”