I became a stepmother and got rich with my cute baby.

Coming towards them was a woman in red riding a horse. She was holding a long sword, her eyes were as sharp as a knife, and her brows were full of heroism. It was Wen Lingyue, who was originally in charge of the village!

Seeing that it was her, Wen Lingyue's eyes lit up, he jumped off the horse, handed the reins to the escort beside him, walked over quickly, his voice tinged with joy.

"You're here? Have you seen my cute little husband?" Wen Lingyue smiled as she mentioned her little husband.

Hearing this, Song Wanqing raised his eyebrows and became interested, "Which man did you rob again?"

"Oh, how can you say it's robbery!" Wen Lingyue recounted her experience with great excitement.

It is said that one day when she was escorting a caravan, she passed by the mountains and rescued a young man who was robbed by bandits. The young man was pretty and charming, and had been pestering her ever since. She was naturally fond of beautiful women, and finally she could not resist and married him.

As she spoke, she sighed again, with a look of regret on her face, "It's a pity that after getting married, I will no longer have the chance to meet other handsome young men."

"Who are you destined to be with, madam?" A clear voice came from behind Wen Lingyue.

Song Wanqing saw Wen Lingyue's face visibly stiffen, and she immediately burst into laughter, glancing sideways to look behind her.

I saw a man in white clothes with a black belt around his waist. He had handsome eyebrows and eyes and skin as white as snow. What a cute young man!

There was a hint of surprise in Song Wanqing's eyes. No wonder Wen Lingyue couldn't resist such beauty.

"Husband, please listen to my explanation. There is no other young master. I only have you!" Wen Lingyue hugged him tightly, with a strong desire to survive, and looked at Song Wanqing for help.

Song Wanqing didn't mind the big deal. She suppressed her smile and said, "After you get married, you will indeed have no chance with other young masters. Why don't you get a divorce?"

The man's face darkened, and Wen Lingyue's eyes widened instantly, looking at Song Wanqing in shock.

Is this what a human being would say?

"So this is what my lady thinks." A cold voice suddenly sounded behind Song Wanqing, with a hint of dangerous anger in the tone.

Cheng Qian'an narrowed his dark eyes slightly and looked at his wife with a half-smile.

Song Wanqing's expression froze. Following Wen Lingyue's gloating expression, she turned around and hugged Cheng Qian'an as well. She raised her head and kissed his thin lips, whispering softly.

The words were unclear, but with a hint of alluring tenderness, "Other young masters are not as cute as my husband."

Holding the soft body in his arms, Cheng Qian'an's ears turned red. Desire gradually grew in his eyes, and his voice became hoarse, "You'd better tell the truth."

Wen Lingyue gritted her teeth.

Good, very good! The ending where one person got hurt was achieved!

-

Other talented people in the village also became managers in Song Wanqing's shop, and he also arranged jobs for some people.

Song Wanqing held Cheng Qian'an in his arms as they strolled along the street, occasionally taking him to look at the things on the stalls, and they gained a lot.

Along the way, Cheng Qian'an looked at her with eyes so gentle that they seemed to be dripping with tears.

Curses were heard from a stall not far away. A woman was holding a bunch of things in her hands and following another woman with her head slightly lowered. She was the once wealthy young lady Xiang Weilan!

Due to disasters and wars, her family fell into poverty and she was promised to a wealthy businessman as a concubine, a man she used to look down upon the most!

She caught a glimpse of a handsome figure from the corner of her eye. She suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at the handsome Cheng Qian, muttering in disbelief, "Why are they here?"

There was no response from behind her, so Madam Tian turned around and saw Cheng Qian'an staring at her with an infatuated look on her face. She sneered, "What are you looking at? He is the brave and skilled general who protects the country!"

"No, that's impossible. Isn't he a fool?" Xiang Weilan was stunned.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Oh, by the way," Mrs. Tian glanced at the cold-tempered woman beside him, and said, "The one beside him is also quite famous. She is the eldest princess personally appointed by the emperor, and she is also the richest person in the capital~"

"Impossible, how could this happen, why?..." Xiang Weilan's eyes revealed unwillingness, and her lips turned white from being bitten by her.

"What? Are you old acquaintances of them?" Mrs. Tian showed contempt.

Before Xiang Weilan could say anything, she coldly scolded: "You're dreaming! If you really knew such a powerful nobleman, would you still let him be his concubine?" As she spoke, there was a hint of resentment in her tone.

He raised his hand and slapped Weilan in the face, his voice cold, "Hold the thing steady. If it gets bumped or dented, I'll see how you'll explain it to the old lady!"

He lowered his eyes to Weilan, hiding the resentment in his eyes.

-

A few months later, a cute baby was born successfully amid the full expectations of Song Wanqing and Cheng Qi'an. They named him Cheng Siyi.

The family of four doted on the newly born little life and carefully prepared a banquet to celebrate his full moon.

At the banquet, Song Wanqing and Cheng Qian'an couldn't help but smile at each other as they looked at the little baby who was biting his fingers and looking at them ignorantly under the quilt.

"Mom, daddy."

"Eldest brother, second sister."

On the baby's tender face, one can vaguely see the same delicate eyebrows as Song Wanqing and the same clear eyes as Cheng Qian'an.

When Song Wanqing heard the baby's clear articulation, she held him lovingly in her arms, her eyes filled with tenderness.

"Cheng Siyi, you are so smart. You learned how to call people so quickly."

Cheng Qian'an looked a little aggrieved: "Si Yi, the first thing he said was to call mother. Every time he called someone, he would call mother first."

Cheng Siyi blinked his eyes, and his watery pupils turned around. He realized that Song Wanqing was praising him, and his little face suddenly broke into a smile.

"Brother, sister-in-law."

Ji Huaichuan and Chu Jingning came with their half-year-old daughter.

Song Wanqing smiled when she saw them: "Siyi, this is Uncle Ji Huaichuan and Aunt Chu Jingning."

The little girl in Chu Jingning's arms stared at Cheng Siyi, her eyes sparkling and transparent liquid splattered at the corners of her lips.

"Brother, brother."

"Pretty brother, hug me."

Lu Yanqing looked at Song Wanqing's brilliant smile bathed in the sun, and a trace of attachment and regret flashed across his eyes.

Noticing his eyes, Cheng Qinan immediately became jealous. He put his slender hands around Song Wanqing's slender waist and kissed her lips in public, declaring his sovereignty in front of everyone's shocked gazes.

"Thank you all for the gifts. My wife and I thank you all."

Seeing this, Lu Yanqing could no longer conceal the disappointment on his face, and Ji on the side was speechless.

This kid is still as childish as ever!

Song Wanqing understood and smiled helplessly, her eyes falling on Cheng Qian'an's handsome face, her eyes full of indulgence.

Chu Jinning put her fair hand on Ji Huaichuan's arm and said in a clear voice, "It's okay, you still have me."

Ji Huaichuan lowered his eyes and looked into her bright eyes. The corners of his lips slightly raised, and his mood immediately became relaxed.

He looked at Cheng Qian'an provocatively.

Who doesn’t have a wife?

Cheng Qian rolled his eyes in response.

childish!

After the banquet, the two returned to the room.

Song Wanqing's cheeks were flushed. She looked at Cheng Qian'an with a dazed look in her eyes and said in a charming and lazy voice, "My husband, I'll tell you a secret."

Looking into her beautiful autumn eyes, Cheng Qian felt hot all over. He said in a low voice, "Well, what's the secret?"

"Actually, I come from another world," she had just said, and a trace of panic flashed across Cheng Qian'an's eyes.

Song Wanqing stared at him with her autumn eyes and said softly, "Cheng Qi'an, I feel very lucky to meet you here."

Cheng Qian'an held her in his arms, his hot breath fanned her ears, and his deep voice rang out.

"Thank you for coming into my world and letting me meet you."

"My lady, I love you."