Reborn as a Weak Beauty Pampered by All Chapter 1408 - 1235:
Previously on Reborn as a Weak Beauty Pampered by All...
Why?
Before heading to work, Han Bin had meticulously detailed Han Qian’s precarious condition. He warned that if Feng Lu feigned ignorance and neglected Han Qian, and Han Qian’s mind truly deteriorated, it would be an unbearable burden for any father to have a wicked woman within the family!
Fully grasping the severity, Feng Lu calculated the time meticulously. Precisely three to four minutes after Han Qian's fever escalated once more, Feng Lu staged a pretense of going upstairs to attend to her, only to then let out a piercing scream. She urgently summoned the driver and Auntie Li, imploring them to swiftly assist in transporting Han Qian to the nearest hospital.
Yet, little did they realize that destiny had woven a change into the fabric of events while Han Qian was lost in her delirium!
Two days elapsed.
"Brother Bin, don't you feel that Qianqian has undergone some subtle transformation?"
Lingering in the corridor outside the hospital ward, Feng Lu conversed with Han Bin, her brow etched with a faint line of concern. "Ever since Qianqian regained consciousness yesterday afternoon, her gaze towards me has been decidedly peculiar."
"Peculiar in what way?"
Han Bin’s response carried a distinct lack of emotional inflection.
"I can't pinpoint the exact nature of the strangeness, but I strongly sense Qianqian is not the same. Brother Bin... what do you suppose is causing this?"
Feng Lu placed immense faith in her instincts. Considering their prior encounter during the rain, she had fully anticipated a cold reception, perhaps even outright animosity, from the young woman upon waking. However, the previous afternoon, upon her visit to the hospital, not only did the young woman refrain from displaying any ill will, but she instead greeted Feng Lu warmly as 'Aunt Feng' and expressed her gratitude for the food, despite Feng Lu's apparent condition.
To Feng Lu, this sudden reversal in demeanor was nothing short of unnerving.
What was most perplexing was that Han Qian’s usual indifferent or hostile stare had been replaced by a complex gaze, laced with a subtle undercurrent of curiosity.
This unnerving shift left Feng Lu deeply bewildered and, simultaneously, tinged with a sense of disquiet.
"You are merely imagining things."
Han Bin dismissed Feng Lu's concerns with indifference, attributing her heightened sensitivity to the demands of her pregnancy, leading to undue suspicion.
Little did he comprehend that his dismissive attitude would soon usher in an era of brutal conflict within their home.
Time, ever the relentless current, carried them to the twilight of June.
The Courtyard.
"Vivi, my dear, come to Mom’s room. Let’s have a little talk." It was the weekend, late afternoon. Cai Xiufen and Captain Kang had retreated to their chambers for a period of rest. Meanwhile, Min Rui, Ming Han, Loh En, and Bun were comfortably settled on a mat laid out in the central expanse of the living room, their respite amplified by the rhythmic whirring of a nearby fan.
Recently, the mercury had climbed to a sweltering thirty-six or thirty-seven degrees Celsius outside, particularly during the sweltering hours before and immediately after lunch.
Yet, within the confines of their home, a welcome coolness prevailed.
With the fan providing a gentle breeze, and the indulgence in chilled beverages, Ming Han declared, life couldn’t attain a more sublime state of perfection.
In stark contrast, Min Rui’s assessment was blunt: "Utterly lacking in ambition."
"Brother, why do you think Mom called Luo Mingwei to her room? Could it be that Mom intends to share something confidential with Luo Mingwei?"
Casting a furtive glance towards the master bedroom door, Ming Han extended his right index finger, gently prodding Min Rui’s thigh beside him, and whispered his query.
Min Rui met Ming Han’s gaze: "If curiosity gnaws at you, then go directly to Mom and inquire. Refrain from engaging in idle chatter here."
Loh En, accompanied by Bun, let out suppressed chuckles upon hearing this exchange, their eyes twinkling as they looked towards their brother, Ming Han.
"I am not gossiping; I am merely curious. Understand?"
Amused by his siblings' reactions, Ming Han felt a flicker of discomfort. Perceiving that Elder Brother Min Rui had made him seem foolish in front of his siblings, he couldn't help but cast a resentful glare.
"I am unaware of your motivations, but I can confirm you are engaging in gossip."
Ming Han mumbled, "Are you still going to insist on that?" Min Rui responded by rolling his eyes, an action that sent Loh En and Bun into fits of unrestrained laughter.
"Do you two comprehend the meaning of the word 'gossip'?"
Shifting his focus to Loh En and Bun, Ming Han adopted a deliberately stern expression as he posed his question.
"No, we do not,"
Loh En and Bun replied in perfect unison.
"Then, what exactly are you laughing at? Is it because your Second Brother is perceived as easy prey, is that it?" Ming Han declared, raising his hands in a playful imitation of a tiger's attack, emitting an exaggerated "ow" sound towards Loh En and Bun.
Loh En, clutching his sides with laughter, exclaimed: "Second Brother, you are quite infantile! Vivi, Tangyuan, and Guoguo would certainly not cower before you; don't you trust us, go ahead and ask them."
At this declaration, Ming Han’s face flushed with embarrassment, the mock
