Chapter 834: Vent Anger

By the time he realized his father was also in the room, he had already finished speaking.

Sheng Hanyu had a belly full of fire with nowhere to vent it, and his son happened to walk in: "Get out! What kind of ice cream are you inventing? Not doing your proper work all day long." He felt the whole matter had started because of Sheng Zichen, so naturally, he vented his anger on his son.

But Shi Youxuan did not think so.

"What kind of madness are you acting out? The boy didn't make you eat ice cream, move aside."

Shi Youxuan pushed her husband and deliberately took her son's hand: "Let's go, we're going to eat ice cream."

"You can't eat such cold things, be careful of the baby in your belly."

"I don't need you to worry about it."

"No, I won't let you go."

"Why are you bothering with me? Does it have anything to do with you whether I live or die? I'm not gentle or kind, and my educational philosophy doesn't match yours, so go find Jian Yixin. You two can rekindle your old romance, and I'll take the children and leave, so as not to be an eyesore to you..." Shi Youxuan had been holding it in all afternoon, and now she could no longer hold back, her tears falling like rain.

"Slap!"

Shi Youxuan received a slap on the face.

In fact, he hadn't used any force, and naturally, it hadn't hurt, but he truly didn't know how to make his wife shut up, so he thought he would crack a joke.

Facts proved.

People without a sense of humor should try not to crack jokes; it is very easy to be misunderstood as being angry out of shame.

"You hit me? You actually hit me?" Shi Youxuan cried even more fiercely, the kind that couldn't be coaxed no matter what.

Later, it even alarmed her parents-in-law.

Her parents-in-law's attitude was very clear—they unanimously believed that their son should apologize to his wife and admit his mistake.

If there's an issue, discuss the issue; why hit someone?

Sheng Hanyu explained that it was a joke.

He mainly wanted to make his wife shut up, as what she said later was too outrageous.

Although he didn't know what had happened between Jian Yixin and his wife, his wife's words were too heart-piercing.

It had been many years, was there any point in holding onto it and not letting go?

There was a point.

In any case, Shi Youxuan felt she was very much in the right now; her husband venting his anger on their son was just shifting his blame, it was a guilty conscience.

Her parents-in-law just insisted their son apologize; it wasn't just about saying "I'm sorry," but if she couldn't be coaxed, it was his fault!

With her parents-in-law standing on her side, Shi Youxuan felt even more aggrieved.

In the end, she drove her husband out of the bedroom to sleep in the guest room.

Lying in bed alone, her legs were swollen, aching and very uncomfortable, and she couldn't fall asleep.

Shi Youxuan couldn't help but think of the times her husband would help her massage her legs; she felt bad for her husband's hard work and wouldn't let him do it, but that wouldn't work.

Sheng Hanyu followed every move and technique strictly according to the process, never cutting corners.

It was indeed effective, and she slept very soundly every night.

Unable to sleep, she stared at the ceiling and thought about the events of the day.

Over these years, the relationship between her and Jian Yixin had become better and better, and the two of them could talk about almost anything.

But both of them would tacitly agree not to mention the things from the past!

That matter was not only her past wound, but also a memory that Jian Yixin could never erase.

She had been blinded by greed.

She patted her own head, feeling now that it shouldn't have happened.

She hadn't felt it when she was in the heat of the moment, but now that she thought about it, she had gone too far.

It was all from so many years ago, let the past be the past, why bring it up?

It had no meaning at all, it would only make both sides uncomfortable.

What exactly was wrong with her?

Finally, Shi Youxuan found a reason—because she was pregnant; pregnancy makes one foolish for three years, after all.

Jian Family.

Guest room.

Jian Yixin was also living separately from her husband, but she hadn't driven her husband away; rather, she had moved to the guest room to live.

She hadn't told her husband about the argument with Shi Youxuan; this kind of thing was hard to talk about, and it wouldn't be good if her husband overthought it.

Moreover, she preferred to keep things in her heart and think about them slowly by herself.

This was determined by her personality.

Shi Youxuan had a big fight with her husband, and then after a few hours of insomnia, she had let it go.

But Jian Yixin wouldn't; she would think very far ahead.

Her thoughts involuntarily flew back to many years ago.

Time passed so quickly; in the blink of an eye, Shi Ran was already this big.

Shi Ran was the eldest daughter of the Sheng Family, the firstborn; she should have had the surname Sheng, but it was all because of her that she had the surname Shi.

She usually didn't dare to think about the events of those years, and it was just as painful to think about them today, but she couldn't control herself from thinking about them.

Arguing with Shi Youxuan today, Jian Yixin actually didn't blame her at all.

Having been hurt by her like that back then, nothing she said would be too much.

As for Shi Youxuan's slip of the tongue during the day, she was actually a little angry, but only a little, and she soon let it go.

But what was wrong with thinking about it together?

Was Youxuan blind?

Usually, she has been very deliberate about keeping her distance from Hanyu to avoid suspicion; can she not see that?

Such a smart person, what could she not see?

She used to be very good, one cannot negate everything just because of this one incident... besides, she is pregnant now; they say pregnancy makes you silly for three years, and since she is carrying twins, she must be even sillier!

Thinking this way, she felt much more comfortable.

She attributed the argument between the two of them during the day entirely to the pregnancy.

Jian Yixin wanted to explain herself on WeChat and wrote a very long message, but later she thought about it and deleted it all.

Explaining is covering up, and covering up is admitting the truth.

Saying too much would arouse suspicion of "there are no three hundred taels of silver buried here," which is not very good.

So she wrote one line: I love my husband the most, until death do us part!

After sending it, she felt as if she had unloaded a heavy burden and fell asleep very quickly.

Shi Youxuan did not see this WeChat message until after breakfast the next day.

"Pfft—"

It sounds a bit like words spoken in a fit of pique; this woman is really... too cute.

Shi Youxuan felt even more guilty inside, put down her rice bowl, and said, "I'm full. Mom, I'm going out for a bit; I probably won't be back by noon."

"Where are you going? You have a big belly now and it's inconvenient; be careful when you go out, and don't drive yourself."

"I know."

She did not drive herself and had the driver take her to Jian Yixin's house.

"Madam, Mrs. Sheng is here."

Jian Yixin did not rest well last night and did not go to the company today, staying at home to accompany her child. Hearing that Shi Youxuan had arrived, she hurried out of the room: "Xuanxuan, you're not angry anymore?"

"I am angry."

Shi Youxuan deliberately pouted: "The ice cream newly invented by my useless son, I brought it for you to taste."

"Xuanxuan, I was wrong. Actually, what industry one works in is not important; what is important is having a positive and upward-striving heart. As long as you do it to the extreme, you won't be wrong. I was the one who was extreme..."

She was very regretful, regretful to the extreme.

"Alright, I'm teasing you. If I were really angry, I wouldn't have come over."

The two best friends made up as before.

The ice cream invented by Sheng Zichen must be tasted.

The little guy always has some strange and eccentric ideas, but no matter how innovative ice cream is, how new can it really be?

Before tasting it, Jian Yixin thought this way.

But after just one bite, she raised her head in shock, unable to believe it: "Good heavens! Am I blind?"

"How is the taste?" Shi Youxuan asked with a smile.

For the first time, she felt proud because of Sheng Zichen.

When she tried it for the first time, her reaction was similar to Jian Yixin's; she couldn't believe it was made by her own son.

It wasn't just the good taste, but also the creativity!

Sheng Zichen's little brain is full of thoughts about food, and when he thinks too much, his ideas also extend and mutate.

For example, this time it mutated.

Other people's ice cream comes in vanilla, cantaloupe, chocolate, and strawberry flavors... but what Sheng Zichen invented is: fried chicken flavor!

Everyone knows fried chicken is best eaten hot.

Yet ice cream is a food eaten cold; these two things that seem completely opposite were perfectly combined by the little guy, and the taste was unexpectedly good.