Turning Antagonist to Protagonist: He is Both Soft and Fierce-Chapter 353 - 348: The Villain Begins to Suspect She Is the Original Host

Chapter 353: Chapter 348: The Villain Begins to Suspect She Is the Original Host

Song Tingfan opened his cloak and draped it over Lin Qiao, then quickly tied a knot with his fingers. Lin Qiao watched Li Guifen laugh so much that her mouth couldn’t close, "..."

Afterward, the group put down their things and took a carriage to the city. Song Tingfan followed on horseback, with Lin Ping in his arms.

Lin Ping happily said, "Uncle, can we go faster?"

"Yes."

Song Tingfan pursed his lips, paused for a moment, and said, "Once you’ve ridden a horse, no one can touch your head."

"Why?" Lin Ping turned his head in confusion.

Song Tingfan looked natural, "Because you won’t grow tall."

Lin Ping thought for a while and nodded seriously, "I want to be as tall as you, Uncle."

Song Tingfan replied with an "mm" and then sped up the horse, making Lin Ping shout with joy. Lin An, inside the carriage, leaned against the window and yelled, "Uncle, Uncle, I also want to ride."

"You child, sit down quickly, you’re making a ruckus." Mrs. Lin Wu patted his leg, giving a look to quieten him outside.

Lin An pouted his lips and finally rested his head against Lin Qiao’s shoulder, whispering, "Auntie, I want to ride."

Lin Qiao couldn’t help but laugh, "Alright, I’ll let Uncle take you for a ride when we return."

"Auntie, you are so nice." Lin An immediately grinned widely.

Lin Sheng reached out to pull him back, "Be careful not to bump into your aunt’s belly."

They arrived at the most authentic food shop in the city, where Lin Qiao often had lotus leaf chicken in recent days.

The waiter led them into a private room. The left side of the room faced the river, so it was naturally a bit cold, but several fire pots were lit.

"What would you like to order, guests? The lotus leaf chicken is our signature dish; would you like to try one?"

"Two orders." Song Tingfan suggested he ask Li Guifen and the others. Feeling shy, Li Guifen and the others didn’t order, leaving Lin Qiao to order several dishes.

After the waiter left, he quickly came back with fruit.

Seeing they were a bit reserved, Lin Qiao smiled, "The fruit here must be eaten; it can’t be taken away and will be charged."

"So stingy, we better finish it." Li Guifen grabbed two pieces of fruit for her grandson, then gave some to her daughter-in-law.

Mrs. Lin Wu, feeling embarrassed, quickly tried to give the fruit to Lin Qiao, "Sister-in-law, you eat. You’re pregnant; it will make the baby more vibrant."

"Second sister-in-law, you eat. I’ll take some myself." Lin Qiao handed the fruit back, then reached for an orange which Song Tingfan took before she could hold it firmly.

She turned her head and watched him take out a small knife and expertly peel the orange, her gaze gradually falling on his face.

Though she knew he was the antagonist, she was still "swayed" by his looks.

Compared to before, the current antagonist was more appealing to women: cold, handsome, and well-built.

Actually, the previous Song Tingfan was also quite good, but perhaps because he was raised by her, he always felt like a little puppy.

Song Tingfan naturally noticed her gaze. The small knife in his hand pressed slightly harder, cutting a bit into the fruit.

Li Guifen couldn’t help but pull her daughter’s attention away, whispering, "Restrain yourself outside; take your time to look at home."

Lin Qiao, who was just shamelessly appreciating him, suddenly felt like a pervert after what she said, "..."

She shyly looked away. At this moment, a new waiter came in, looking radiant and refreshing.

Lin Qiao was stunned; this was the legendary second male lead, though he had a tragic end.

He was supposed to be the original match for her; during her escape from Song Tingfan, he was always helping her.

However, with someone like the original her, who would sell out Song Tingfan, he obviously got nothing good in return. In the end, when helping her escape the soldiers, she pushed him out as a shield.

She had cried about the innocent second male lead Gu Qingyou for several days back then, but now, seeing him unharmed before her eyes made her feel somewhat relieved.

This lifetime, he wouldn’t encounter the original her again; he could find a good match and have a family.

But she remembered the second male lead didn’t meet her here; it was supposed to be by the river.

This was fate; even without following the storyline, fate brought them together for a new plot to unfold.

Gu Qingyou placed the dishes on the table, "Guests, here are your dishes, please enjoy."

Seeing Lin Qiao staring at him, he panicked and accidentally hit a teacup, spilling it on Lin Qiao’s dress.

He turned pale and quickly knelt, "Madam, I..."

"It’s okay, get up quickly." Lin Qiao quickly moved aside.

"Leave." The man’s deep voice carried a hint of coldness.

Gu Qingyou apologized several times before leaving. Lin Qiao exchanged a glance with Song Tingfan, who looked at her intensely, making her heart skip a beat. The antagonist shouldn’t know of the second male lead, Gu Qingyou, right?

Feeling guilty, she reached out, "Tingfan, I want to eat the orange."

After a while, Song Tingfan handed it to her, then stood up and walked out, his gaze falling on the waiter carrying the dishes.

Why did her gaze toward him seem so familiar just now...

The man’s fists gradually clenched.

Lin Qiao didn’t think her brief glance would expose her.

From dining to returning home, Lin Qiao sensed something was off with Song Tingfan. He probably knew about Gu Qingyou, making her suddenly nervous, though she didn’t show it.

As expected, Song Tingfan did know. While sweeping the floor, he casually said, "Do you know that waiter?" observing her reaction as he spoke.

Alarm bells went off in Lin Qiao’s mind; the antagonist was starting to suspect she was the original her.

She knew this day would come.

It wasn’t that she didn’t dare to say she wasn’t Lin Qiao; it was that the antagonist had to believe her. If he didn’t, he would definitely treat her like the original.

Who knew which dark, dingy cell she would die in then?

She chickened out, not daring to take the risk.

Facing life and death, the thought made her shiver.

She awkwardly shook her head, speaking softly, "I don’t know him, I just thought he was handsome."

Song Tingfan didn’t expect her to respond that way, pursing his lips before his face turned dark, feeling inexplicably angry.

He glanced at her, then turned and strode out of the room.

Once he was far away, Lin Qiao sighed in relief. She should be temporarily safe.

Though the antagonist’s face looked awful just now.

Somehow, it felt good. Regardless of whether a man likes his wife or not, he wouldn’t tolerate her admiring other men.

But she couldn’t feel smug forever; it wouldn’t last.

As night fell, the two of them got into bed, with Lin Qiao sleeping inside as usual.

Though Song Tingfan had been playing by the rules for some time, he suddenly pulled her into his arms and started kissing her lips without a word.

She hissed in pain, reaching out to push him away, "What are you doing, acting like a dog..."

Before the word "dog" could escape, she hurriedly swallowed it back.

"Don’t look at other men in the future. I’m your husband." The man’s deep voice was somewhat domineering.

Lin Qiao: "..."

She twitched her mouth, then playfully punched his chest, scolding, "Why are you throwing a tantrum in the middle of the night, like a jar of pickles? I just took a glance."

Then she smiled and leaned in to kiss him, "I love looking at you, the more I look, the more handsome you get."

Ahem, saying such things requires some acting skills.