Tang Yue, half-believing, said, "If you’re hungry, eat more, but not too much to avoid overeating."
"Got it, Mom." Chenchen held a small bowl and shoveled rice into his mouth bit by bit.
The two kids had just finished their bath and went back to their room to sleep.
Si Yu kissed her cheek and said, "Honey, let’s go to bed early today."
"No way," Tang Yue looked at Si Yu defensively and said.
Si Yu’s face remained calm as he spoke, his dark eyes sparkling like stars in the night sky. He said, "Honey, I’ve been away for several days, and yesterday was just a make-up day. Don’t you think we should make up for the remaining days, honey?"
Tang Yue: "..."
Who said there was a need to make up for this?
"Honey." Si Yu held her hand.
"No way."
Tang Yue firmly refused. She was very tired and closed her eyes, pretending she wanted to sleep.
"Just once, just once, honey."
Si Yu coaxed and pleaded, and in the end...
The last thought Tang Yue had as she drifted off to sleep was: Believing a man’s words is as good as seeing a ghost.
*
"Qingqing, tell me honestly, did you meddle in the Meng Family affairs or not?" Fan Ming asked seriously.
"No." Shen Qingqing cried with tears streaming down her face, but Fan Ming didn’t quite believe her. Meng Siyu wouldn’t have come to trouble him without investigating thoroughly.
A single Meng Siyu is no big deal, but what about the Meng Family behind him? What about the Lian Family?
Fan Ming scrutinized the crying Shen Qingqing and thought for the first time that perhaps he had married the wrong woman.
"Alright, don’t think too much about it. Just rest at home for now," Fan Ming coaxed Shen Qingqing. After all, the child in her belly was the son he had hoped for years, and nothing could happen to him.
"Brother Ming, will you ever despise me?" Shen Qingqing looked at Fan Ming with tearful eyes, looking exceptionally pitiful with her sobs and watery eyes.
No matter how dissatisfied Fan Ming was with Shen Qingqing’s actions, he wouldn’t show it for the sake of the child. He hugged Shen Qingqing’s shoulders and coaxed her, saying, "Qingqing, don’t think too much, just take care of yourself. This matter doesn’t need to weigh on your mind."
"Brother Ming, I, I, I really..." Shen Qingqing choked as she spoke, unable to refute in the face of solid evidence. She looked at him with grievance and said, "Brother Ming."
Fan Ming coaxed her to sleep and then left.
After Fan Ming left, Shen Qingqing looked in the direction he had gone, knowing she would have to spend more effort to coax Fan Ming in the future.
Shen Qingqing took a deep breath, struggling to suppress the raging anger in her heart. However, no matter what, she woke up. She stared at the ceiling, her pupils contracting, and the hatred in her eyes flashed even stronger than before.
Why, why does even heaven favor Tang Yue?
Why didn’t the scarred man end up killing Tang Yue?
The more Shen Qingqing thought about it, the worse she felt, always thinking that heaven favored Tang Yue too much.
"Damn it."
Shen Qingqing wanted to smash things in the room, but she had already broken so many, and Fan Ming had opinions about it. Shen Qingqing knew she couldn’t smash any more, so she took another deep breath.
Suddenly, a dull discomfort came from her stomach, bringing Shen Qingqing out of her anger. She gently stroked her abdomen and said, "Son, you must make your mother proud."
*
The Sun sisters were chatting, "I’ve already asked Gu Hang to come for dinner. This afternoon, you need to prepare some of your specialty dishes and show off your skills."


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