Reborn as a Fake Heiress Marrying the Tycoon novel Chapter 1198

Chapter 1198: She’s Pregnant

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The Santana glided past like a creature from another world—a luxury car with sleek, graceful lines and a body so polished it gleamed obsidian under the sun.

Lin Miao couldn’t help but lean forward ever so slightly, her eyes tracing the vehicle’s path with a mixture of awe and longing. She had once ridden in such opulent cars before—during her days with Gong Zhan. Those were the golden days, when the car belonged to the prestigious Gong family and came with its own chauffeur. Everything about it screamed prestige and power.

She remembered sitting inside, spine perfectly straight, looking out through tinted windows at the pedestrians hurrying past, the cyclists weaving through traffic. In that moment, she had felt like a true heiress, a woman who belonged to the upper echelons of society.

That was the kind of car a proper young lady should ride in. And that was why she had tried so hard to win Gong Zhan’s heart—she had wanted to become his wife, to earn that life through marriage if her own father couldn’t give it to her.

But now, Gong Zhan was far away in the capital. Did he ever think of her, even for a fleeting second?

Snapped back to the present, Lin Miao noticed that the luxury car had come to a stop just outside the police station. The police car she was in had to wait for it to move before it could pull up.

She stared at the glossy vehicle, curiosity piqued. It must belong to someone important—no one else could make a government car wait like that. Surely the officers knew the owner personally. That car didn’t just signal wealth; it screamed power.

Just then, the door to the Santana swung open.

A man stepped out—tall, poised, and disarmingly familiar. His silhouette was commanding, like a pine tree standing resolute on a mountain peak.

Lin Miao blinked, stunned. It was Su Shen.

She had only heard that Gu Zi had returned, but now it seemed Su Shen had accompanied her. What surprised her even more was how much he had changed in just a few short months. The man who once smelled faintly of farmland and grease now exuded a calm, cultivated elegance. His features were sharper, more defined, but softened by an urbane gentleness. Whatever lingering rustic aura he once had had vanished entirely.

He wore a perfectly tailored grey shirt—subtle, yet luxurious—and dark suit trousers that hugged his long legs just right. The crisp fabric accentuated his broad shoulders and lean frame. Polished leather shoes completed the ensemble. There was a quiet confidence in the way he carried himself, a man completely at ease in the world of boardrooms and business class lounges.

His complexion had lightened, his skin smooth and healthy under the daylight. His eyebrows were dark and sculpted, as though hand-carved, and his eyes—deep, dark, and shining—held a quiet intensity that pulled you in.

The straight bridge of his nose, the slight upward curve of his lips, and the neatly combed black hair that swept back with just a few rebellious strands falling forward—it was a devastatingly attractive combination. There was something untamed in him now. Su Shen no longer looked like a man from her past. He looked like someone far, far above it.

His gaze flicked over the scene around him, cautious yet composed, every movement restrained and elegant.

Lin Miao stared, momentarily breathless. Why had she never noticed before how attractive Su Shen truly was? Why had she spent so long thinking Gong Zhan outshone him in every way?

She had always dismissed Su Shen. To her, he had simply been the butcher—rough around the edges and beneath her. He could never compare to Gong Zhan’s polished perfection. She had barely given him a proper look. But now? Now Su Shen seemed almost untouchable, dazzling in a way that made her feel small.