The Stepmother’s Counterattack: Raising a Child in a Bygone Era
Chapter 152 Ning Yuan Takes Sun Feifei Home to Meet the Parents

Chapter 152: Chapter 152 Ning Yuan Takes Sun Feifei Home to Meet the Parents

"Ning Yuan, where are you taking me?"

As she watched the street scenes retreating outside the car window, Sun Feifei couldn’t hide her panic and unease.

"I’m taking you to my place."

"To your place?"

Sun Feifei’s eyes widened in shock, her surprise tinged with excitement.

With an ambiguous smile playing on his lips, Ning Yuan’s voice was languid, "Yes, didn’t you say you’re carrying my child? This is a big deal, and I can’t make the call on my own, so you’ll have to tell my mom."

Learning that she was about to meet her future mother-in-law, Sun Feifei felt both thrilled and nervous, "Wouldn’t it be rude to show up like this? Should I buy some gifts? Does your mom like anything in particular?"

"No need."

Ning Yuan’s gaze lingered meaningfully on her belly, "You and what’s inside your stomach will be surprise enough for her."

Hearing him say that, Sun Feifei’s imagination took flight.

Wealthy and influential families usually care a lot about bloodlines, and she was carrying Ning Yuan’s child; the Ning Family would surely value her greatly. Perhaps in a few days, both families would sit down to discuss her marriage to Ning Yuan.

Just as Sun Feifei was indulging in her visions of a splendid future, the thought of her past involvement with Chen Jianqiang came crashing in, dousing her with a bucket of cold water.

Although she had been with Chen Jianqiang, it wasn’t by choice; she was forced into it. Moreover, Ning Yuan had been involved with so many women before; the two of them were even in that respect, weren’t they?

"Ning Yuan."

Turning his head, Ning Yuan saw Sun Feifei looking at him with tear-brimmed eyes, a look of heartbreak and humiliation on her face, "I wasn’t willing with Chen Jianqiang, he forced me. I wanted to call the police, but he threatened me. He said if I dared, he would make me lose my job and take revenge on my family. You know, my first time was with you, you are my first man, and you’re the only one in my heart."

"I don’t mind your past promiscuity. Let’s both forget our unsavory histories, okay?"

Ning Yuan raised an eyebrow, "When we see my mom, you can tell her all of this directly."

Sun Feifei bit her lip, "But if she finds out I’ve been mistreated by other men, she surely won’t accept me, right? Can you not tell your mom about me and Chen Jianqiang?"

Ning Yuan nodded indifferently, "Sure, she’s not interested in that stuff anyway."

Sun Feifei didn’t catch the implied meaning in his words and thought Mrs. Ning must be a forward-thinking elder. She breathed a sigh of relief.

The sports car drove on, leaving the city behind, and eventually turned into Fengcheng’s most famous upscale community—Mingyuan.

Mingyuan was surrounded by mountains on three sides and faced a natural lake nearly three hundred square kilometers in size called Riyue Lake.

Built on the side of the mountain, Mingyuan was full of standalone villas and mansions, which became sparser yet more elegant and secluded as one ascended the mountain, indicating their increasingly high status.

As the sports car continued towards the mountaintop estate, Sun Feifei’s heart was pounding so hard she thought it might leap out of her throat.

Although she had never been to Mingyuan, she had heard of its wealth and prominence.

She turned unbelievingly towards Ning Yuan who was driving, "Does your family live at the top of the mountain?"

Ning Yuan didn’t reply but gestured for her to look ahead, "We’re here."

Indeed, the ornate iron gate leading to the mansion was being slowly pushed open by two workers in uniforms.

With a press of the accelerator, Ning Yuan drove the sports car into the estate like a shooting arrow and, after a graceful drift, parked beside the fountain.

Sun Feifei was so overwhelmed by the majestic architecture before her that she was unable to snap back to reality, not even noticing a familiar Jeep parked next to the sports car.

Following behind Ning Yuan, Sun Feifei looked around, her heart beating like a drum.

She had guessed that Ning Yuan came from no ordinary background, but she never expected it to be quite so illustrious.

Legend had it that the resident of this building was a mysterious tycoon from Hong City, with assets spread across the globe.

The thought of becoming the mistress of this mansion through the child in her womb, entering high society, and becoming a true lady of wealth and rank made Sun Feifei so excited she could hardly stop herself from screaming aloud.

Once that happened, her first target would be Shen Mingzhu, followed by Zhao Fang, and then Huang Fen.

If Huang Fen hadn’t threatened her with her job, she would never have been taken advantage of by that old lecher Chen Jianqiang.

Lost in her thoughts, Sun Feifei subconsciously followed Ning Yuan into the mansion.

Inside, the mansion wasn’t the dazzling kind of opulent splendor but a place of ancient charm, exuding the dignity and solidity of a distinguished family.

Walking through a lengthy vestibule, a massive living room appeared before her, with a redwood couch at its center, where a dignified and elegant woman was sitting.

"Mom."

Ning Yuan called out to the woman and without minding Sun Feifei behind him, directly sat on the opposite couch, conversing with a man by his side, "Uncle, what brings you here?"

Only then did Sun Feifei notice there were other guests in the living room, and she instinctively looked over. At this glance, she was utterly flabbergasted.

Yan Yi glanced at her and indifferently drew back his gaze, as if he didn’t recognize her at all.

Seeing Ning Yuan chatting and laughing with Yan Yi, Sun Feifei couldn’t help but step forward, "Ning Yuan, is Yan Yi your uncle?"

Turning around, Ning Yuan had an I-almost-forgot-about-you look, "Mom, this is Sun Feifei. She says she’s pregnant with my child."

Sun Feifei hadn’t anticipated that Ning Yuan would so bluntly bring up the matter without preamble, especially in front of Yan Yi, leaving her feeling both embarrassed and awkward.

"Madam..."

"My surname is Yan. You may call me Mrs. Ning."

Sun Feifei hurriedly corrected herself and called her Mrs. Ning.

Yan Jing scrutinized her with piercing eyes, yet her demeanor remained casual, seemingly unsurprised by Sun Feifei carrying their family’s bloodline.

"How did you meet Xiaoyuan? When did you two get together? How can you be sure the child in your womb is Xiaoyuan’s?"

The barrage of questions from Yan Jing left Sun Feifei utterly mortified, particularly with Yan Yi still present.

But for the sake of immense wealth and status, she bore the inner shame, detailing how she met Ning Yuan, their drunken liaison, and the discovery of her pregnancy thoroughly, emphasizing it was an accidental discovery, in an effort to paint herself as a woman not of deep schemes.

Yan Jing didn’t press her further but instructed the butler to take her to a guest room in the annex.

"You may rest in the guest room for a while; our family doctor will come to examine you later."

The affable attitude of Yan Jing led Sun Feifei to speculate whether she and the child in her womb had been accepted after all, filling her with secret glee.

Just as she was about to follow the butler upstairs, Yan Yi called out to her.

Yan Yi’s voice was as ever, gentle and detached, "I must trouble you to take back those words about your affection for me, as they truly make me nauseous."

Sun Feifei’s face instantly turned crimson.

She instinctively looked at Yan Jing, who appeared surprised, and hurriedly clarified in a panic, "Yan Yi, you’ve misunderstood. I simply admire and respect your intelligence, it’s not a romantic interest."

With that, she seized the opportunity to express her own feelings, "The person I like is Ning Yuan. I can accept and embrace everything about him, good or bad. Although this child was unexpected, I am happy. I will give birth to it, raise it well, and nurture them to be an outstanding and exemplary individual."