Chapter 147: Her Heart Was Moved

Lin Meixi saw Si Rong looking at her with cold eyes, as if she were a different person from the Si Rong who had always appeared gentle in the past, and she couldn't help but shiver involuntarily.

Fearing awkwardness, she added, "Auntie, I hope you give birth to a baby as beautiful as you!"

After saying it, Lin Meixi actually regretted it in her heart; what was she saying?

Would Si Rong think she was cursing her to have a girl?

It was all because she was too nervous.

Just as Lin Meixi was worried that Si Rong would blame her, she saw Si Rong ignore her completely and walk straight into the dance club.

And she was ignored entirely.

Lin Meixi stomped her feet and ran to Shen Chi's side to seek comfort.

"I don't know how she became like this now; I think she's hit menopause, hmph!"

If she never manages to give birth in her life, she deserves it!

Shen Chi had long been used to Si Rong's current attitude, "It's fine, you just need to know one thing: you are younger than her, and one day, the situation between you two will be reversed."

When that time comes, he will return all the coldness and indifference Si Rong currently shows him.

Lin Meixi hugged him, filled with a sense of happiness; she really wanted to give this man a child immediately.

"However, they seem to still be fighting, what should we do?"

Across the street, Lin Meixi saw Li Xuan crawling up, determined to go and hit Shen Lan.

The two were lying on the ground pinching each other, it was simply an ugly sight.

If it weren't for the fact that she valued Shen Chi as an ambitious man, she really wouldn't want to marry into such embarrassing in-laws.

"One less if one dies."

Shen Chi had no intention of stopping them.

However, there was a strange point to today's incident that he still wanted to investigate clearly.

Shen Chi went home and found his little sister, who was still crazily reading, "Why did you take Dad to the dance club today?"

He felt it was a bit too coincidental.

And the timing of Si Rong rushing over to watch the spectacle was also so coincidental.

Shen Yuan heard it from one of her classmates; in fact, Huaiyang County is very small.

Good news doesn't leave the house, but bad news travels a thousand miles.

"Tell me about it in detail."

Shen Chi suspected this matter had something to do with Si Rong; although he had no intention of interfering in the grievances of the older generation, if it would affect him, then it was still worth some trouble.

"It was just a good sister of mine, named Ma Li, she just said there was a tigress beating our mom,"

Shen Yuan was now completely focused on her studies, she didn't even have time to use a tissue when her rhinitis flared up and her nose was running, let alone waste so many words on her brother.

Seeing Lin Meixi behind him, she became agitated.

"What are you doing at my house? You gold-digging bitch!"

She had decisively broken up with her brother when she found out their biological mother was Li Xuan, not Si Rong.

Why was she still coming to their house now?

"Xiao Yuan! I am going to marry Meixi; in the future, Meixi will be your sister-in-law, be polite when speaking to her." Shen Chi now discovered the importance of heredity; just a moment ago, his little sister's unreasonable behavior looked exactly like Li Xuan.

Shen Yuan crossed her arms and sneered, "Are all the women in this world dead? Fine, marry whoever you want, you'll regret it later."

Isn't this Lin Meixi exactly the same type as their biological mother?

In the past, when Shen Lan was clinging to the wealthy and powerful Si Family, Li Xuan loved her father to death; now that her father has nothing, her mother immediately became promiscuous.

She used to think her brother was quite smart, but now it seems that no matter how smart a man is, he becomes foolish when he meets a woman.

Shen Chi then stopped digging for the truth.

If he had asked one more question, he would have discovered the clue from Shen Yuan's words: the female classmate who came to find her today had also met Si Rong before coming to their house.

Unfortunately, sometimes a tiny difference can lead to a thousand-mile error.

Si Rong, who had watched a good show, returned home and drank half a bowl of mutton soup more than usual.

Fang Ting and her husband were also eating at their house tonight.

Wu Ma made a mutton hot pot, and everyone chatted while eating.

"Hey, I say, is it heavy to walk with such a big belly?"

Fang Ting curiously touched Si Rong's belly.

Si Rong nodded, "A little bit, but it's fine if I'm careful."

As long as she thought about the two cute little babies in her womb, her heart was filled with sweetness, and she didn't feel tired at all.

"Give birth quickly! When the time comes, I'll teach them how to box!"

Fang Ting said again.

Si Rong smiled and agreed, "Alright, then you should give birth to one soon too, and we can teach them together!"

Thinking of the sight of a row of little babies standing in the courtyard practicing boxing, she felt even more expectant.

Fang Ting was younger than her, but she was already thirty-seven.

It's not very good to have children too late; she didn't walk as briskly as a young pregnant woman.

"What are you saying," Fang Ting looked in the direction of Jiang Dacheng, "I don't want to have children right now,"

"Why?" Si Rong didn't quite understand, "Don't you want to be a mother?"

Was she the only woman so eager to be a mother?

"No, I just don't want to." Fang Ting refused to say more.

Si Rong then picked up a piece of fresh, tender mutton for her, "Eat two more pieces."

"I remember you couldn't stand the smell of mutton when you were pregnant before?" Fang Ting asked, puzzled.

"I don't know either," Si Rong said; her tastes had only changed this month, "I didn't really like eating meat before, but now I crave it every single day."

She was very worried that she would turn into a big fatty, so she had to suppress her appetite every day.

"Maybe the baby in your belly likes eating lamb!"

The two of them were chatting away happily over there when a crisp sound suddenly rang out; it was the sound of a wine bottle hitting the floor.

Jiang Dacheng slapped the table, "I'm telling you, Fang Ting, she, she is my wife, and no one better even think about her!"

Jiang Cheng:...

He couldn't for the life of him figure out why the topic had jumped so drastically; they were originally talking about matters in the troops, and this kid suddenly came out with that.

"No one is thinking about your wife, Dacheng, are you drunk?"

"I am not drunk!" Jiang Dacheng stood up unsteadily, and the big man suddenly started crying, "No one is thinking about my wife, but my wife is thinking about someone else! Wuwuwu..."

For a moment, the sound of crying shook the heavens.

Everyone in the room was startled by this turn of events, and even though Wang Ma and Wu Ma both stepped in, they couldn't coax Jiang Dacheng into calming down.

"Shut up!"

Suddenly, a sharp shout came; it was Fang Ting.

Jiang Dacheng finally stopped his crying.

"Attention, at ease! Forward march!"

Fang Ting gave commands with every step, and then successfully tamed the drunken Jiang Dacheng into walking home obediently.

Si Rong:...

Jiang Cheng:...

Watching the two of them walk away, Si Rong knew that they still needed more time to adjust to each other, and that their relationship needed to be smoothed out.

"Everyone sit down and eat!" Jiang Cheng greeted, then glanced at Wang Caiyun by the door, "Caiyun, you come eat with us too!"

Wu Ma had made a lot today, and the lamb wouldn't be fresh if it was left over.

Strangely enough, Wang Caiyun, who had refused to come to the table no matter how much Si Rong called her before, finally agreed to sit down and eat.

She huddled in the corner of the table, shy and awkward with her head lowered, as quiet and unremarkable as always.

Only Wang Caiyun knew how excited she was inside; this was the first time a man had been so good to her.

Calling her name, letting her sit at the table to eat.

And it was that kind of handsome man who made her heart race and her face flush just by looking at him.

Her heart was stirred.