Chapter 110: A Frenzied Slap in the Face, Song Pianlan’s Doomsday Descends! 1 - My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband - NovelsTime

My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband

Chapter 110: A Frenzied Slap in the Face, Song Pianlan’s Doomsday Descends! 1

Author: An Ying
updatedAt: 2025-08-21

CHAPTER 110: CHAPTER 110: A FRENZIED SLAP IN THE FACE, SONG PIANLAN’S DOOMSDAY DESCENDS! 1

Song Tengfei stormed up to the log cabin’s entrance, seething with anger, but he dared not break down the door. His mind was buzzing—what if he pushed the door open and found a compromising scene? How would he handle the situation then?

The people from the Zhou Family harbored the same thoughts as Song Tengfei.

They intended to marry Song Pianlan, not Si Mingjing from Prison Star. If this scandal grew uncontrollable and the Song Family pressured the Zhou Family into marrying Si Mingjing, wouldn’t they be losing out big time, like discarding a watermelon to pick up sesame seeds?

Seeing everyone hesitating at the door of the log cabin, Song Pianlan rushed to the front, her hand gripping the doorknob. She discreetly unlocked the door with her fingerprint and then flung it open, wanting to reveal the full extent of the compromising scene to the onlookers.

As she pushed open the door, she cursed, "Si Mingjing, you shameless wretch, how dare you seduce even your future uncle-in-law..."

Song Pianlan felt a surge of exhilaration; the revulsion from being taken advantage of by Zhou Haiyang all night had transformed into a feeling of triumph. She was determined to let everyone see Zhou Haiyang and Si Mingjing embracing each other, in a scene too scandalous to be shown...

Song Pianlan had it all figured out—if her own brother and sister-in-law weren’t acting honorably, she couldn’t be blamed for her own disloyalty!

Thus, she had specifically trapped Little Tiantian inside too!

Her brother and sister-in-law would surely be outraged. Little Tiantian was only five years old—their beloved daughter, cherished in the palm of their hands—yet now she was caught in this log cabin...

Being able to distress her own brother, sister-in-law, Si Mingjing, and Zhou Haiyang all at once made Song Pianlan immensely satisfied!

However, Song Pianlan’s satisfaction lasted but three seconds. As soon as she saw the scene inside the room, her expression turned dumbfounded.

The sight within the log cabin was nothing like what she had imagined.

Those who followed her inside felt anxious, contemplating how to handle an irreversible situation. But upon seeing what was inside, the scene, refreshingly unexpected, was like a cool breeze to their overwrought hearts, instantly dispelling their alarm.

In the log cabin was a bed measuring one and a half meters, upon which lay the soft and adorable little girl, Song Tiantian.

There was also a set of sofas in the cabin, with Zhou Haiyang lying on them, his clothing neat and tidy.

And Si Mingjing was merely leaning over calmly, one hand feeling the pulse on Zhou Haiyang’s wrist, the other holding a silver needle, inserting it into the top of Zhou Haiyang’s head as though treating him.

"How can this be?" Song Pianlan’s emotions whipsawed. Unable to control her shock, she blurted out, "Weren’t you two... How can this be?"

Where was the embracing she had imagined?

Where was the scene too scandalous to be shown?

The drug she had prepared was supposedly foolproof—she had even taken Si Mingjing’s medical skills into account!

Unable to cope with such a stark disparity in expectations, Song Pianlan couldn’t help but roar, "Si Mingjing, what are you doing to my fiancé?"

"Auntie, for someone who studies medicine, can’t you see? I’m detoxifying your future uncle-in-law here."

It was still a mystery what kind of drug Song Pianlan had concocted; the odd fragrance from earlier had completely faded, without a trace left.

It seemed Song Pianlan had timed her entrance perfectly.

"Detoxifying? What poison did you give Haiyang?" Song Pianlan’s mind was in utter chaos, her voice almost thoughtless.

Si Mingjing found the situation amusing and deliberately took this chance to describe the entire process, speaking slowly and clearly, with impeccable logic.

"Auntie, I was sitting comfortably in the living room just now when Tiantian came in, pulled me out, and said you had prepared something nice for me. Curious, I came out to take a look. Then, Tiantian brought me into this room. The cabin was filled with a strange fragrance that could cloud one’s mind, and Tiantian fainted on the spot.

"Later, my future uncle-in-law came in, looking for you. When he saw me, he tried to leave but found that the cabin’s door was locked and couldn’t be opened. Then, he too was affected by the drug.

"Luckily, I know medicine, so I detoxified myself first. Now, I’m kindly helping my future uncle-in-law detoxify. How did that turn into me poisoning him?"

"Alright, as long as you’re okay," Song Tengfei sighed with great relief, feeling immensely grateful in his heart.

Si Mingjing added, "It’s fortunate I know medicine. Otherwise, if the drug had taken effect on my future uncle-in-law and he had made advances on me, that would be the lesser evil. But Little Tiantian is here too, and if anything happened to her..."

Upon hearing Si Mingjing’s words, Fang Jing broke into a cold sweat. Imagining the scenario, she turned her head and slapped Song Pianlan hard. "Do you have no heart? Tiantian is your niece, and yet you use her! She’s only five years old!"

"Sister-in-law, what are you talking about? It was clearly Si Mingjing!" Song Pianlan said in a panic, not caring about the pain on her face as she rushed to explain.

But Fang Jing wasn’t a fool.

If this matter hadn’t involved Tiantian, she would have definitely stayed out of it and watched from the sidelines.

Yet, Fang Jing hadn’t expected that Song Pianlan, in order to deal with Si Mingjing, would actually drag Tiantian into this mess!

If Si Mingjing didn’t have medical knowledge...

Fear struck Fang Jing.

Such a malicious sister-in-law wouldn’t treat her or Tiantian well if she married into the Zhou Family. Therefore, it was Fang Jing who now intended to deal with Song Pianlan!

Fang Jing called over the maid who had reported earlier, glaring as she demanded, "Didn’t you say you saw Mingjing enticing Young Master Zhou in the log cabin? Is that what you witnessed?"

The maid was also scared silly. This wasn’t the plot Miss Song had told her about!

Trembling like a leaf, the maid stammered, "Madam, I’ve said it before, I didn’t see anything, I really didn’t see anything..."

Fang Jing showed no mercy. "If you don’t explain what happened today, you can forget about this job. I’ll tell the domestic service company you stole my precious jewels and that you’re dishonest. No family will ever hire you for domestic work again. And your brother can forget about keeping his job at the Song Group. Think carefully before you answer!"

The maid panicked, but she also didn’t dare offend Song Pianlan. "It really was Miss Si... it was Miss Si..."

"How dare you lie! Mingjing has only been to this house three times. She might not even recognize you, let alone tell you to do anything. Do you take me for a fool, or everyone else here?"

Fang Jing had decided to take down her sister-in-law and certainly wouldn’t shift the blame now!

Mingjing’s cancer-treating formula was about to bring immeasurable wealth to the Song Family, and Song Pianlan was nothing but a hindrance. Fang Jing had already weighed her own interests.

Mrs. Zhou, who had been standing by and likely understood everything, said threateningly, "Call the police. Your Song Family’s servants are audacious enough to poison my son and tarnish his reputation. If there’s no one directing her, then she’ll be considered the mastermind. With the Zhou Family’s influence, sending her to Prison Star will be a piece of cake!"

If the news that her son had harmed a five-year-old child got out, would their Zhou Family’s reputation survive?

The person who devised this plot had such a malicious mind!

Mrs. Zhou was determined to find out who the mastermind was!

The maid’s face turned pale. Hearing she might be sent to Prison Star, she could no longer keep quiet. Her legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground. Pointing at Song Pianlan, she cried out, "Miss Song, save me! You told me to say that. I was just following your instructions. It’s not my fault, really, it’s not!"

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