3

3

There was a noise at the door.

I hurriedly turned off the tablet and adjusted my emotions.

Xu Wan, with her belly out, saw me sleeping and finally relaxed when she found the phone under the pillow.

I pretended to slowly wake up, trying hard to control my expression: "Honey, where did you go?"

"None of your business."

The expression on Xu Wan's face was full of disdain, as if she was a different person from the one who once said she loved me.

She ignored me and turned around to take half a bottle of melatonin.

Someone in a group chat told her that taking melatonin during pregnancy can whiten the baby.

Her dosage was terrifying; she would take half a bottle at a time.

It seems she was really afraid of others discovering the secret that the child is black.

"Hey."

Because there was no love, even my name became a cold "hey."

"I made you a bowl of soup. Drink it while it's hot."

With that, she brought a bowl of blackish stuff.

Before marriage, she claimed to be allergic to oil fumes and never set foot in the kitchen.

But today, she went out of her way to cook porridge for me.

If it were before, I would have eagerly finished the porridge.

But thinking of the terrifying conversation in the group chat made my skin crawl!

The porridge must have been drugged by her.

Looking at her usual calm expression suddenly gave me a sinister feeling.

Looking at this woman carrying a bastard, hatred burned my insides.

I carefully managed my expression, put the porridge aside, and acted secretive: "Bring my phone from the living room, I have a secret to make money."

At the mention of making money, Xu Wan's eyes instantly lit up, and she ran to the living room.

While she was away, I quickly poured the porridge under the bed.

Pretended to wipe my mouth.

When she returned to the room with the phone, a barely noticeable glint of satisfaction flashed across her face when she saw the empty bowl.

Sure enough, she really didn't intend to leave me a way out!

Suppressing my feelings, I took the phone from her, opened a financial management app.

I told her it's a fund with a 20% annual return rate.

Put a million in, and you can earn two hundred thousand interest in a year.

How could she bear to miss such an opportunity?

"We can't miss out on this advantage, quickly, put my money in too, but it has to be under my name!"

The cunning Xu Wan, ever greedy, didn't forget to guard against me.

Under her watchful eyes, she saw me deposit all the money into the fund, and only then did she dreamily start dreaming of counting money while lying down.

I sneered coldly; little did she know, the app I showed her was just a simulation investment software for internal use by our financial personnel.

The money she transferred over was now all back in my pocket.