Cannon Fodder in an Era Drama — I Survive with Acting-Chapter 94: She’s Gone Mad

The woman Xiao Yang had brought, a relative of the village chief, looked gentle and refined, and she spoke with poise.

But it was this very person who, not long after walking in, had pushed Wen Xiuxiu to the point of completely losing control.

She was having a severe emotional breakdown inside the interrogation room.

She was rattling the iron bars with enough force to create a loud BANG, BANG, BANG.

Even Officer Hu was a little shaken by the scene.

But what of Song Qingya?

She seemed completely unaffected by what had just happened.

Having just left the side of that girl who was nearly in a frenzy, she instantly put on a gentle smile and warmly greeted Xiao Lu and Xiao Yang on duty at the door.

The disparity was like looking at two completely different worlds.

Officer Hu couldn’t help but sigh to himself.

’You really can’t judge a book by its cover.’

Of course, Song Qingya couldn’t possibly have done the vile deeds Wen Wei had spoken of.

It wasn’t in her character to risk her reputation for a female inmate, much less jeopardize Fei Jin’s future.

She wasn’t the type to act recklessly.

She had only done something quite ordinary.

She had casually looked into the standard procedures for such cases.

It turned out that in cases like this, where the facts of the crime were clear and the convict wasn’t a local, they were sent to Qi City Prison to serve their sentence nine times out of ten.

This information wasn’t hard to come by. A few casual inquiries and a quick look at the relevant files would reveal it.

And that was precisely why Song Qingya had given Wen Wei a small reminder.

For Wen Wei, the most important thing at this juncture wasn’t clarification.

It was knowing what she would most likely be facing.

She was an adult and had a rough idea of how serious her mistake was.

So, as long as she had a concrete idea of her sentence and where she would be sent, she would at least have something to expect, no matter how terrifying.

What was truly terrifying was an uncertain and unpredictable future.

"Sister Qingya, what’s going on? Has that Wen Xiuxiu lost her mind?"

A voice suddenly rang out from outside the door as Lu Yao rushed over.

The moment she saw Song Qingya step out of the room, she immediately hurried to her side to ask.

Xiao Yang, who had come with Lu Yao, was crowded out and looked a little displeased.

He snorted, but instead of backing off, he squeezed his way in and asked, "Ma’am, are you alright? Did that Wen Xiuxiu do anything to you?"

"She’s lost her mind."

"But I’m fine."

Then, she delivered the most important line.

The two of them were stunned, their eyes practically bulging.

"Huh?!"

"Sister Qingya, you’re amazing under pressure."

Lu Yao’s tone was filled with amazement.

"We could hear her screaming in there from behind the door, yet you’re acting like nothing happened, totally unfazed... Aren’t you worried it’ll scare the little one?"

"She’s the village chief’s wife," Xiao Yang chimed in.

"She’s seen plenty. The baby is Sister Qingya’s, so of course he’s going to be brave and steady."

As expected, Lu Yao shot back, aiming her words at Xiao Yang. "And what does that have to do with *your* village chief?"

Xiao Yang was momentarily speechless but refused to back down. "It does!"

He continued, defending his side.

"Wouldn’t a baby from an ordinary family be so scared it’d be kicking up a storm in its mother’s womb?"

"What do you know? You don’t even have a girlfriend! How would you know how a baby moves? Aren’t you embarrassed to even say something so ridiculous!"

"Well, you’re not married either! How would you know what pregnancy feels like? You’re the one who’s acting like an expert when you know nothing!"

He shot back immediately, his brow furrowed and his voice several pitches higher.

...

Song Qingya sat nearby, watching their fiery argument with an easy smile.

However, at that very moment, she felt a slight movement in her lower abdomen.

"Hm...?"

She let out a soft, subconscious sound.

"What’s wrong, Sister Qingya!"

"Is something wrong, Ma’am?!"

Lu Yao and the young officer instantly stopped their bickering.

The two of them quickly and anxiously leaned in, their eyes glued to her small baby bump.

"He just... moved."

Song Qingya looked down at her stomach, her eyes filled with a happy surprise.

"Really? Can I feel it?"

Lu Yao asked eagerly, her eyes bright.

"Mhm."

Lu Yao carefully reached out and gently placed her palm on Song Qingya’s small baby bump.

The group held their breath and waited for a long moment.

No one spoke. The only sound was the faint whisper of the wind. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Lu Yao’s shoulders slumped, and she looked down in disappointment.

"Nothing’s happening. I didn’t feel anything..."

Song Qingya smiled.

"He only gives a kick every now and then. You just have to be lucky to feel it."

"He’s a lively little one, then."

Lu Yao said, playfully rubbing against Song Qingya’s arm.

’Sister Qingya really did have a unique scent. It wasn’t strong or pungent, but light and soft.’

’Even her hair carried that faint, pleasant scent.’

Lu Yao was truly a little jealous of Song Qingya’s husband.

The more she thought about it, the more indignant she felt. It just seemed a little unfair.

She wondered what good deeds that man must have done in a past life to deserve marrying such a perfect woman.

Just as Lu Yao was grumbling to herself, she suddenly noticed a car slowly approaching in the distance.

Its army-green body was particularly striking, so immaculate you could hardly see a speck of dirt on it.

You could tell at a glance it was an official vehicle from the unit.

The first few digits of the license plate were also very low, a clear sign that its owner was someone of high standing.

The car came to a slow stop at the main gate of the detention center.

Instantly, all eyes were drawn to it as if by a magnet.

Everyone instinctively cast curious glances, wondering why the car was here.

And more importantly, who was inside it.

The first thing to appear was a pair of black leather boots stepping out of the car.

As their gazes traveled upward, they saw a tall, handsome man emerge from the vehicle.

He wore a dark work uniform with a perfectly straight collar.

"Village Chief!"

Xiao Yang’s eyes lit up the moment he saw Fei Jin arrive.

He jogged over, quickly snapping a salute. "Reporting, Village Chief!"

Fei Jin stopped, his expression grave, and returned the salute with a slight lift of his right hand.

"At ease."

Without pausing for long, he quickened his pace. In a few long strides, he was in front of Song Qingya, smoothly removing his hat with his left hand.

Once he stood still, the look in his eyes softened.

"Qingya, how are things? Did everything go smoothly?"

His tone was filled with concern and caution, as if he worried she might have encountered some trouble.

"I’m fine. Everything’s been taken care of."

Song Qingya looked up at him, a smile in her large, sparkling eyes.

Her usually calm and rational face now held a subtle, charming playfulness.