Chapter 155: Shen Lan Wants a Divorce

Si Rong:...

She also hadn't expected that Wang Ma would have such trendy thoughts now.

However, deep down she was perhaps still a conservative Huaguo person, with feelings that were reserved and restrained.

Even though she knew that her feelings for Jiang Cheng were growing deeper by the day, she still didn't know how to say those three straightforward words, "I love you."

But Wang Ma hoped they would reconcile quickly, because she could tell that her young mistress had not been in a good mood these past few days.

A woman's emotions are also very important during pregnancy.

"Young mistress, are you too shy to say it?"

Wang Ma came up with another trick, "Come! You practice on me first!"

Si Rong:...

Forgive her for being shy; she really couldn't open her mouth.

In the end, of course, there was no practice; after finishing their meal, she and Jiang Cheng went upstairs one after the other to rest.

Jiang Cheng, as usual, walked behind her and reminded her to go slowly.

Returning to the bedroom, after Si Rong washed up, she lay on the bed first; the air conditioner was on in the room, making it very cool and comfortable in the sweltering summer.

The air conditioner had been installed by Jiang Cheng's mother half a month ago, as she was worried that Si Rong would be hot due to her pregnancy.

Overall, Jiang Cheng's family was still very pleasant to get along with.

Later, Jiang Yu had insisted on paying for half of the surgery costs for Jiang Cheng's father.

Jiang Cheng's mother said the promise to buy a car still stood, once the two of them saved up two more years of retirement wages.

In all fairness, the life she lived now could be said to be worlds apart from the life she had with Shen Lan before.

Now she seemed to see a lot of vitality, most of which, of course, came from the child in her womb.

Life was very much worth looking forward to.

Just as she was lying on the bed, thinking about coaxing Jiang Cheng later, Jiang Cheng, who was lying on the bed, slowly pulled her into his arms.

"I'm sorry."

It was his fault for giving his wife the cold shoulder for several days because of one sentence.

But that sentence had truly hurt him; he felt wronged, he felt sad.

Except for the woman in his arms, he had never felt his heart move for any other woman.

Even if a hundred more women crashed into his bicycle in the middle of the night, he could guarantee that his heart wouldn't move.

Perhaps he still wanted to confirm his wife's heart, to see if it was the same as his own.

"It won't happen again," Jiang Cheng thought; he was clumsy with words and couldn't explain it properly, "It's my fault, I shouldn't have..."

The rest of his words were blocked off.

Si Rong held her belly, turned around, and kissed his lips; after thinking it over and over, she decided to say the confession Wang Ma had just taught her, "Love you."

She only bravely said two of the words.

Jiang Cheng was going crazy.

He hadn't expected to hear these words from Si Rong.

After all, from the time they got married, he had prepared himself mentally; loving her well was enough.

She had been deceived for many years in the past, so it was only right that she didn't dare to invest too much emotion in others again.

As long as she slowly believed in his love for her, that would be enough.

"Si Rong, who do you love?"

Jiang Cheng asked her.

Si Rong answered him with unsteady breath, "You, Jiang Cheng, Mr. Jiang..."

This night was destined to be fiery.

"It's hot as hell, it's hot as hell!" Lin Meixi complained.

Shen Chi was somewhat distracted and brushed her off, "Wait a little longer; once summer passes, autumn won't be hot."

Lin Meixi:...

"But I really feel like I'm suffocating from the heat."

Li Xuan, who was on the side, recalled her own reaction when she was pregnant and asked suspiciously, "How long has it been since your period?"

The marriage between these two was like a child's game; they hadn't even registered their marriage, and Lin Meixi hadn't asked for any bride price or anything, just moved directly into her house to sleep in the same room as Shen Chi.

Counting it up, it had been quite a while.

Lin Meixi was stunned by her question, but a sudden glimmer of light seemed to bloom in Shen Chi's eyes, "Tell her quickly!"

He still didn't really call Li Xuan 'Mom'.

"It seems to have been over a month..."

Hearing this, Shen Yuan was reminded of her own sad affairs again and returned to her room clutching a book.

Why was it that other women's pregnancies were anticipated, while her child didn't deserve to come into this world?

She was truly annoyed with this family; she hoped school would start soon.

"We'll go to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow," Shen Chi said to Li Xuan, happy, "Buy an electric fan; Meixi is pregnant and afraid of the heat."

The main thing was that nothing could go wrong with the child, and the nutrition had to keep up so that his new plan could be implemented.

"Where would there be extra money in this house?" Li Xuan complained; ever since that incident at the dance studio, they hadn't been able to recruit any students at all.

Keeping it open now was just to avoid being a laughingstock to Si Rong and Ming Zi, and she still had to worry about the rent for the second half of the year.

Shen Chi decided to discuss buying an electric fan with his father.

As expected, Shen Lan was in his room reading obscure medical books again.

I don't know what happened, but ever since two months ago, other than the time he spent at work, his father had been holding this medical book, which was nearly as thick as a human head, and reading it.

He either suspected he had contracted this terminal illness or suspected he had contracted that terminal illness.

"Son," Shen Lan said, his eye sockets deeply sunken, "I suspect I might have lung cancer; lately, I always feel like I can't catch my breath in my lungs."

He had originally thought his son had come to show concern for him, but he hadn't expected Shen Chi to ask him about his salary.

"Has your salary been paid yet? Mei Xi might be pregnant, and it's been too hot lately; I want to buy her an air conditioner."

"You little bastard!" Shen Lan flew into a rage. "Your father has lung cancer and you don't even care, yet you want me to buy a fan for your wife? This is the environment we have at home; take it or leave it!"

He still had to go to the hospital tomorrow to buy medicine.

Although when he was young he had always thought that death would be a form of release, a person only feels truly panicked when they feel they are about to die.

He feared the world after death and began to feel attached to everything in this world he had once loathed.

He thought that the existence of a person like Shen Lan was still very important for the development of Huaiyang.

And there was Si Rong; no matter what he had become now, it could not be denied that he was Si Rong's ex-husband.

When Shen Chi left his room, he muttered, "Old bastard," and after Shen Lan heard it, the father and son actually started brawling right then and there.

When Lin Meixi saw this, she immediately decided to go help Shen Chi.

Li Xuan also went to help her son, and Shen Lan was pinned to the ground by the three of them and given a solid beating.

Shen Yuan covered her ears in her room.

After enduring this beating, Shen Lan understood many things clearly.

He brought up divorce to Li Xuan and told her to take the two brats she had birthed and get out of this house.

This apartment had been allocated to him back when he became Deputy County Magistrate; although he was later transferred, the government had never asked for the apartment back.

He had then taken it for granted that this apartment would be his forever.

"Want a divorce? Keep dreaming!" Li Xuan could not possibly agree; the two of them were now the two biggest jokes in Huaiyang, and they absolutely could not separate.

Shen Lan wandered the streets alone, clutching his meager remaining salary, just waiting for the sky to brighten so he could go to the hospital.

When the morning light shone over, Shen Lan couldn't help but have another fit of violent coughing; he stood up after coughing for quite a while, only to see a familiar person at the hospital entrance.

Zhu Yun!

A surge of fury instantly welled up in Shen Lan's chest; if it weren't for that time that damned fellow hesitated to speak, he wouldn't have become suspicious and turned into this ghostly state he was in now.

Zhu Yun also saw Shen Lan; the old man took to his heels and ran, with Shen Lan chasing after him, wanting to know what exactly was wrong with his body.