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But Ji Shaoli was very happy; as a first-time father, he wanted the whole world to share in his joy.
Mist Shenshen, on the other hand, was much calmer. Although she didn't get angry, she wasn't overly excited either. Seeing Ji Shaoli take pictures and save them in his phone album, she couldn't help but huff, "Why don't you just frame them?"
Ji Shaoli smiled, warmth shining in his eyes as he gazed deeply at Mist Shenshen. "I actually plan to do that. Shen Shen, this is our child. When it is born, I will show it how it grew up. I will show it how hard its mother worked while pregnant, so it should treat its mother better in the future."
Jian Yunong watched from the side, feeling incredibly moved and even having the urge to cry. Her aunt had truly gone through hardships and now could be with the person she initially loved. Otherwise, Jian Yunong really thought her aunt would end up lonely for life.
Although Mist Shenshen was skilled in her career and particularly popular with men, Jian Yunong knew that she was actually quite impatient when dealing with them.
Stupid men, stupid men—she always complained about those who sent her home, brought her flowers, or gave her gifts.
Mist Shenshen merely raised an eyebrow. "Don't think that just because you say a few nice words, I'll forget what you've done before."
"Ji Shaoli, are you trying so hard here to impress someone? To impress my niece? She's a simple-minded person and can easily be deceived, but if you think you can fool me..."
"Pay attention to prenatal education!" Ji Shaoli couldn't help but interrupt her. What kind of attitude was that?
"I'll do as I please!" Mist Shenshen rolled her eyes. Ji Shaoli leaned over and silenced her with a deep kiss.
"You’re insane!" Mist Shenshen wiped her mouth in disdain.
"If you don't pay attention to prenatal education, I'll keep kissing you."
"Damn it!"
Ji Shaoli looked over with a serious expression, showing no signs of joking, as if he was about to kiss her again. Mist Shenshen immediately fell silent. If she said another word, it would seem like she was deliberately trying to provoke a kiss.
But something felt off; was she really going to obediently listen to him?
“Auntie, you wouldn’t want your child’s first words to be… ‘Mommy’… If Grandpa finds out, he’ll be furious.”
Jian Yunong advised Mist Shenshen from the side.
Mist Shenshen thought about that scenario and suddenly lost her spirit. “If my dad finds out I’m pregnant and unmarried, he might just explode. He’s an educated man; how can he just hit me when we disagree? I acted like a little punk at school and embarrassed him. When I was young, I really didn’t understand anything and always complained that he favored my older sister over me. Looking back now, I was truly unlikable. If this baby turns out like I did when I was little, I might as well just strangle it.”
Jian Yunong quickly covered Mist Shenshen’s belly. “My dear auntie, please say a little less.”
Ji Shaoli couldn’t take it anymore. “I’ll go get something to eat.”
He sat for a while longer, fearing he might really lose his temper.
When she wanted to go east, she insisted on going west.
But Ji Shaoli had no choice; he was completely under her thumb in this life and had to carefully attend to this ancestor so that the little ancestor in her belly could be born safely.
“Auntie, don’t talk like that. You’re just trying to annoy Ji Shaoli. I know you’re not really like that. When I was little and so foolish, you treated me well. There was one time I got lost, and you were the one who found me…”
Mist Shenshen huffed. “Because I deliberately let you get lost, you little fool. I really can’t stand playing with you; you keep clinging to me…”
At that time, she was still young and didn't remember who had abandoned her, only that someone had come to find her.
She was always grateful to Mist Shenshen.
Every time Mist Shenshen poked her on the head, Jian Yunong thought to herself, this is my savior!
As a result... when Jian Yunong learned the truth, she almost cried.
Mist Shenshen glanced at her, "Don't get involved in my matters with Ji Shaoli. Remember, you are my niece, not Ji Shaoli's. You are not allowed to speak for him."
Mist Shenshen's expression was serious; elders are indeed elders. Although she usually joked around with Jian Yunong, when she became serious, Jian Yunong still felt intimidated.
"But Aunt... why won't you marry Ji Shaoli?"
It's not like Ji Shaoli hadn't proposed before.
Mist Shenshen raised her eyes lightly, "He destroyed all my hopes for marriage. Why should I marry him? The child is innocent; am I not innocent as well?"
Jian Yunong could only remain silent. She wasn't very clear about the past between Mist Shenshen and Ji Shaoli. All she knew was that Mist Shenshen used to be less sharp; she had once been charming and delicate. The distance from being a delicate flower to a hedgehog probably represented a terrible relationship.
At five o'clock, the car sent by Huo Jincheng was waiting for her downstairs.
Jian Yunong opened the back door and got in. When the driver turned around to look at her, Jian Yunong realized it was actually Huo Jincheng himself who had come to pick her up.
"Wasn't there a meeting?" Jian Yunong said shyly, smiling as she moved from the back seat to the front passenger seat.
"I haven't been home for a meal in a long time. If I don't attend the family dinner on time, Grandma will probably get angry," Huo Jincheng leaned over to fasten her seatbelt and kissed her cheek. "Does it hurt?"
Jian Yunong was taken aback for a moment, then realized his meaningful expression and instantly blushed. "Hmph. I'm perfectly fine."
Huo Jincheng held the steering wheel, speaking in a serious tone, "Then it seems we can do it five times tonight."
Jian Yunong didn't want to respond to him. "We're staying at the old house tonight, right?"
"Yes."
"Be moderate."
"Moderate? As if I've ever been indulgent?"
Jian Yunong was surprised, her eyes wide open. "Isn't that indulgence?"
Huo Jincheng smiled indulgently. "I'm just being considerate of you; I've already been very restrained."
Jian Yunong tugged at the corners of her mouth, speaking awkwardly. "Well, thank you then."
Huo Jincheng smiled teasingly. "What are you being polite for? Satisfying you is my duty."
Jian Yunong decided to ignore him.
As the car drove into the garage, Huo Jincheng finally spoke, "Grandma knows about your situation; I told her. But others don’t know. If anyone says something unpleasant and it bothers you, just let me know."
His gaze was firm and warm. Jian Yunong no longer felt the anxiety she had when she first came to the Huo Family. She leaned over and kissed him on the lips, teasingly asking, "If I can't stand someone, will you stand up for me?"
Huo Jincheng answered without hesitation, "Of course."
Jian Yunong felt that was enough.
From the moment they entered, Huo Jincheng held her hand tightly, their fingers intertwined.
The servants saw them and greeted them respectfully, unlike last time when they looked at her with strange expressions.
Jian Yunong presented the prepared gift to Grandma Huo, who was very pleased. The gift itself wasn't the focus; it was the thought behind it that mattered.
During dinner, members of the Second Branch of the Huo Family and Huo Liangchen arrived. Upon seeing Jian Yunong, the women's expressions were subtle.
"Isn't the old Daughter-in-law coming?" Grandma Huo asked about Bai Ru. "She's quite far along now; do we know if it's a boy or a girl?"
"She said not to ask and to wait until the baby is born to find out the gender; that way, it will be a surprise."
Although her tone was calm, it was still evident that Huo Liangchen and Bai Ru seemed to have a good relationship.
Jian Yunong thought of Huo Liangchen before he divorced Bai Yaoyao. Although he had a warm appearance, he always gave off a cold feeling.
“Huo Jincheng, your older brother is about to have a child. You got married before him, yet there’s not a hint of movement from you?” The speaker was the aunt from the Second Branch, looking affectionate, but her words always seemed to provoke trouble.
Huo Jincheng was peeling shrimp for Jian Yunong. His long, slender hands were well-defined and smiling, but his words carried no trace of humor. “Why does it have to be a competition on when to have children? My older brother is on his second marriage; should we compare that too?”
The atmosphere became tense for a moment.
The people from the Second Branch awkwardly laughed, “That’s not what I meant.”
“The young couple is still young; what’s the rush about having children? I, an old woman, am not in a hurry to see my grandchildren. Why are you?” Grandma Huo spoke up. “How many years did you wait after marrying the second one before having Jing Ge? What did I say to you?”
“Mom, I’m just concerned about them. Look at how long Jian Yunong has been away from home; the newspapers outside are writing all sorts of things.”
“The newspapers outside are just bored and have nothing better to do. Don’t you have anything serious to attend to? Jing Ge is going to college this year; as his mother, shouldn’t you spend less time playing mahjong and worrying about other people’s affairs? Is there any problem with Jing Ge going to Berklee College of Music?”
Berklee is a world-renowned school; it’s not just any prestigious university that one can enter by throwing money at it.
The entire dining table fell silent again.
After no one spoke, everyone’s appetite improved, and even the air felt fresher.
At night, Jian Yunong had just finished showering when there was a knock on the door; it was Huo Jinge returning.
"You came back just in time; I brought you a gift." Jian Yunong handed her the gift bag.
Huo Jinge did not take it, her face expressionless. "What is your relationship with Brother Yi?"
Jian Yunong frowned. "What's wrong?"
"Look for yourself!"
Last time, their affair had already been made into news, hadn't it?
This time, it was making a comeback, complete with a photo of them embracing in Prague.
The angle made it look like a deeply affectionate couple.
However, Jian Yunong knew very well that it was merely a comforting embrace, a farewell to their past.
"What do you want to say?" Huo Jinge glared at Jian Yunong. Jian Yunong had a lot of explanations on the tip of her tongue but swallowed them back. "I have nothing to say."
"I hate betrayal the most!" Huo Jinge was still young; encountering a scumbag in love would leave a mark on her short life for a long time. "I didn't expect you to be that kind of person too!"
Jian Yunong felt inexplicably confused. "I have nothing to say to you. Even if I explained, you wouldn't believe me. You already believe the reports and photos online; why should I bother explaining?"
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