Chapter 927: The Master's Scandal, the Top Beam Is Not Straight, the Bottom Beam Is Crooked

"What's the surprise, Aunt Xue?"

"It wouldn't be a surprise if I told you in advance. Don't waste time and come quickly." Zhuang Jingxue acted coquettishly during the call.

"Okay, but Aunt Xue, I might be a little late."

Zhuang Jingxue heard that Lin Lang's voice on the other end of the phone was not right, and couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "A Lang, are you really running at night, or are you in another woman's bed?"

Lin Lang panted and said, "Aunt Xue, you think too much. I really was running in another woman's bed at night. Ah, no! I was really running in the park at night. I'm hanging up now. See you later. Bye..."

After hanging up the call, Zhuang Jingxue threw the phone on the coffee table and took a big sip of whiskey from the glass.

"Hmph, you were clearly in another woman's bed, but you still lied and said you were running at night. Are you kidding a fool?" Zhuang Jingxue pouted unhappily.

At the same time, Guan Tingmei, who was sweating all over, snuggled in Lin Lang's arms on the bed, and teased with disordered breathing: "Xiao Lang, how come you surrendered to me as soon as you heard your master's wife's voice on the phone?"

Lin Lang said with a guilty conscience: "What nonsense are you talking about, little slut? Stop talking nonsense."

Guan Tingmei, whose face was flushed, saw that Lin Lang's micro-expression was not very natural, so she continued to tease: "I didn't say anything nonsense. After Zhou Zhongdang died, why did you stop calling Zhuang Jingxue "Master's Wife" and change to "Auntie Xue"? "

Lin Lang tactfully picked up the cigarette box on the bedside table and was about to smoke a cigarette, but when he thought of Guan Tingmei still pregnant with his baby, he resisted the urge to smoke and put the cigarette box back on the bedside table.

"Xiao Lang, you are avoiding the question. Are you feeling guilty?" Guan Tingmei asked with a smirk on her face.

Lin Lang denied it: "No, how could I feel guilty?"

"You have no guilty conscience, so tell me why you are no longer calling me Master Zhuang Jingxue, but Aunt Xue instead?"

Lin Lang scratched Guan Tingmei's nose and lied, "Aunt Xue said that if I call her Master's Wife, she would be reminded of my Master. If I call her Aunt Xue, she won't miss her late husband so much."

Lin Lang's lies were reasonable and logical.

Guan Tingmei didn't seem to believe it and sneered, "Zhuang Jingxue didn't even attend Zhou Zhongdang's memorial service or funeral. I think they are not in love at all. It seems that their relationship is not that good, right?"

"Aunt Mei, how can you tell that my master and his wife don't have a good relationship?"

Guan Tingmei asked back, "Xiao Lang, do you still remember that I told you that your master has published several professional books on antique appraisal through our publishing house?"

Lin Lang replied: "I remember, what's the matter?"

Unexpectedly, Guan Tingmei replied, "At that time, our publishing house had a beautiful editor named Zhirou, a young woman who had just been married for less than a year, who was responsible for coordinating and publishing Zhou Zhongdang's books."

Lin Lang was stunned and said, "What do you mean? Could it be that my master has secretly kept this Zhirou as his mistress?"

Guan Tingmei sneered charmingly: "That's right."

"If Zhou Zhongdang hadn't caused Zhirou to have an ectopic pregnancy, and Zhirou's husband, who had been on a business trip abroad for half a year, hadn't discovered it upon his return, and had a divorce and a fight that had come to our publishing house, I wouldn't have known that your master was supporting Zhirou."

After hearing this, Lin Lang laughed awkwardly and said, "Family disgrace should not be made public. You must keep this secret for my sect."

Guan Tingmei continued, "After Zhirou was kicked out by her husband and divorced, she resigned from our publishing house. I heard that Zhou Zhongdang gave Zhirou a large sum of money as compensation."

"Uh... my master is both a novice and a playful person. He's really the only one like him." Lin Lang looked melancholy.

Guan Tingmei couldn't help but laugh and said, "Zhou Zhongdang and Zhuang Jingxue must have a bad relationship. I don't quite believe you that she would miss her late husband because of the scene."

Lin Lang said: "No matter how good their relationship was, they are already separated by Yin and Yang. When a person dies, all debts are forgiven, which naturally includes the debts of love that my master incurred when he was alive."

Guan Tingmei joked: "You two, master and disciple, are both scumbags. It's really like the top beam is not straight and the bottom beam is crooked."

Lin Lang gently stroked Guan Tingmei's belly and changed the subject: "Honey, have you had morning sickness recently? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Humph, I'm past the morning sickness period. Now I can eat and sleep well, and I don't feel any discomfort."

"You didn't accompany me to the prenatal check-up. I went to the hospital by myself a few days ago to take an ultrasound. The baby's fetal heart rate and embryo development are very healthy." Guan Tingmei pouted her lips to protest.

Lin Lang kissed Guan Tingmei on the cheek and said apologetically, "I've been a little busy recently. When I'm not busy for a while, I'll spend more time with you."

"Tsk, I think you're just busy picking up girls." Guan Tingmei obviously didn't believe it.

Lin Lang hugged Guan Tingmei tighter and coaxed her perfunctorily: "Really, I'm busy writing the third part of the novel "Ghost Blowing Lantern" and I'm also busy with company matters."

"I also have to compose songs for the singers under Maitian Music, and I just adapted the novel "The Legend of Zhen Huan" into a TV script. I am so busy every day that I don't have time to pick up girls."

Guan Tingmei's eyes lit up after hearing this, and she asked hurriedly, "Dear, have you already started writing the third part of "The Ghost Blows Out the Light"?"

In fact, Lin Lang hadn't even started writing yet, but he replied confidently, "Yes, I'm almost done with the book. I'll send the electronic version of the manuscript to your email within three days."

Guan Tingmei was so excited that she kissed Lin Lang on the face and said happily, "Now your novels in the series of "Ghost Blowing Lantern" are the best-selling novels of our Yangshizi Publishing House."

"You are a once-in-a-century best-selling author, and you are now the cash cow of our Yangshizi Publishing House. You must write new books well. Our publishing house is counting on you to make a lot of money!"

Lin Lang laughed softly and said narcissistically: "Don't worry, mother. I am destined to become a great writer."

Guan Tingmei smiled charmingly and sweetly: "You are out of breath when I say you are fat, but I have good news to tell you."

Lin Lang asked curiously: "What good news?"

Guan Tingmei said with an exaggerated expression: "Your newly published science fiction novel "The 3-Body" won the first prize of the Xiaguo Science Fiction Galaxy Award! The novel "The Legend of Zhen Huan" won the ?丄hai City Outstanding Youth Work Award. Are you happy?"

Lin Lang is actually not interested in these false names and honors, but he is a person who does not spoil the fun.

As a result, Lin Lang acted very happy and smiled brightly, "That's great. If my mother is still alive, she will be very proud to see that the novel I wrote won a literary award."

Guan Tingmei said coquettishly and embarrassedly: "If your mother is still alive and saw that my best friend slept with her son and got pregnant with her grandson, I would be so embarrassed that I wouldn't know where to put my face."

"Haha, Aunt Mei, don't worry about it anymore. From now on, just follow my lead and call me mother-in-law."

"Humph, I'm pregnant by my deceased best friend's son. How embarrassing." Guan Tingmei covered her face with the summer quilt.

Lin Lang pulled off the summer quilt, kissed Guan Tingmei on the cheek, and said with a chuckle: "Don't be shy, little girl. If you dare to do it, you must dare to take responsibility!"

"Hate it! If you make fun of me again, I will ignore you." Guan Tingmei buried her face in Lin Lang's arms, acting coquettishly.

At this moment, Lin Lang's cell phone vibrated again.

"Buzz..."

Seeing that the caller ID was still Zhuang Jingxue, Lin Lang gently stroked Guan Tingmei's belly and said reluctantly: "Big darling and little darling, Daddy is leaving."

Guan Tingmei hugged Lin Lang reluctantly and said coquettishly: "I haven't spent enough time with you. I thought you could stay overnight. Why are you leaving?"

Lin Lang kissed Guan Tingmei goodbye and coaxed her, "Aunt Xue wants to see me for something, can I not go?"

Women have a very strong sixth sense.

Guan Tingmei pouted and joked, "Humph, who knows why Zhuang Jingxue would look for you so late at night? She's not looking for you to fill her emptiness, or to comfort her lonely body, right?"

Lin Lang pinched Guan Tingmei's cheek and said guiltily, "Don't talk nonsense. Aunt Xue treats me like her own daughter. How could she possibly have an affair with me?"

After hearing what Lin Lang said, Guan Tingmei dispelled her doubts, squinted her eyes and smiled sweetly: "Okay, then you kiss the baby, and then get down to business."

Lin Lang first kissed Guan Tingmei's beautiful red lips, then sat up from the bed, leaned over and kissed Guan Tingmei's slightly bulging belly, his gentle eyes filled with fatherly love.

"Good boy, grow up healthily. Daddy loves you!"

Seeing Lin Lang's overflowing fatherly love, and the way he doted on the fetus in her belly, Guan Tingmei couldn't help but feel a warm current in her heart.

She looked at Lin Lang quietly, his eyes full of tenderness and expectation, and full of love for the unborn child.

Guan Tingmei had always dreamed of having a child, and now this wish was finally about to come true, which made her feel extremely happy.

Lin Lang gently stroked Guan Tingmei's belly, feeling the presence of the fetus with his heart.

His face was filled with a happy smile, the kind of smile that only a man who is about to become a father can have.

Guan Tingmei looked at Lin Lang, her heart filled with emotion.

At this moment, they were all looking forward to the arrival of this little life, which made Guan Tingmei feel that the relationship between her and Lin Lang was closer.

After the sweet and heartwarming interaction, Lin Lang put on his clothes and prepared to leave.

Guan Tingmei put on a lace nightgown and reluctantly sent Lin Lang to the door. Lin Lang kissed Guan Tingmei affectionately again.

Lin Lang smiled gently and said, "I'm leaving now. Good night, little Langni."

Guan Tingmei smiled sweetly and waved, "Bye, drive safely on the road."

Watching Lin Lang's back as he opened the security door and left, Guan Tingmei felt empty inside. She unconsciously stroked her belly with her palm and muttered to herself.

"Baby, your dad is like a bird that can't be caged. Every feather of his is shining with the glory of freedom."

"Mom can't tie his heart down. I hope that when you are born, you will be as cute as a little angel and your dad will come to visit us more often."

Guan Tingmei moved to the living room window and watched Lin Lang driving a Ferrari convertible sports car. The sound of the engine tore through the silence of the night like a roaring beast, and slowly drove away from the downstairs of her own unit.

Lin Lang went to find another woman late at night, which made Guan Tingmei feel a little lost.

Thinking that Zhuang Jingxue was still waiting for him at the Rouqing Nightclub, Lin Lang felt inexplicably restless, as if weeds were growing wildly in his heart. He couldn't help but step on the accelerator and drove to the Rouqing Nightclub.

Lin Lang had a premonition that he would find it difficult to resist Zhuang Jingxue's temptation tonight.

What is coming will come, and you can’t avoid it even if you want to.

If this is God's will, Brother Lang can only let it go and satisfy the desire of this slut Zhuang Jingxue.