The mother-in-law, frustrated and disappointed, kicked him lightly and he finally reacted, “Mom, what’s wrong?”
She pointed at me, her anger palpable, “Your wife says the child won’t take your surname. Are you planning to cut off all ties?”
Wang Ye was stunned for a moment before responding, “Tian Tian, you’re joking, right?”
I shook my head, “I’m not joking. I’m serious.”
Wang Ye sat beside me, speaking gently and considerately, “Tian Tian, you just gave birth. You’ve been through a lot. I don’t want to argue with you. Please rest well.”
I looked at him coldly, “I’m going to the Postpartum Care Center.”
The mother-in-law’s expression darkened significantly. “Jiang Tian, what do you mean? Didn’t I say I’d take care of you during your confinement?”
I nodded, “You did say that, but you’re getting older and your health isn’t great. I think it’s better if I go to the Postpartum Care Center. Besides, I’m using my own money, so you don’t need to worry.”
My parents had left me some money, enough for a little indulgence.
The mother-in-law’s face grew even more sour. “How much money do you have to waste like this? The baby needs milk and formula; Wang Ye still needs to buy a house in a good school district. Everything costs money. You should save some; don’t come crying to us when you run out!”
I scoffed, “Am I asking you for money? Didn’t you all rush to take care of my confinement?”
The mother-in-law was momentarily speechless, her face shifting between shades of anger and disbelief.
Suddenly, Wang Ping appeared in front of us, waving her phone. “I just contacted the Postpartum Care Center. Sister-in-law, can you leave now? I can drive you there.”
The mother-in-law was taken aback. “You little brat, where did you get a car? Where did you get the money?”
Wang Ping pulled out a set of car keys. "I just bought a car."
Her mother-in-law was so furious she looked ready to explode. "Your brother needs money to buy a house in the school district, and you're buying a car? You've never been sensible, and you’re even worse now!"
Wang Ping retorted, "Just because my brother is buying a house doesn't mean I have to help him pay for it."
The mother-in-law turned on her heel and stormed off.
I urged Wang Ye to go comfort his mother, but he stood there frozen.
I sighed. "You should talk to your mom."
Wang Ye stood there, at a loss for words. "Tian Tian, I..."
Seeing him like this made my heart ache with a mix of bitterness and sadness.
In my past life, he had always been like this.
Even when his mother made things difficult for me, he would tell me to endure it, saying that his mother was getting old and I shouldn’t argue with her.
Whenever we fought, he would always try to smooth things over.
His usual line was, "You’re my wife, and she’s my mother. They’re both important to me; how can I choose?"
Wang Ye couldn't stand up to Wang Ping and was called away by his mother.
As I watched Wang Ping, I felt she had changed—there was something odd about her transformation, something indescribable. At least it seemed she was being kinder to me now.
I was still lost in thought when Wang Ping suddenly called out, startling me. "Sister-in-law, I'll go drive and take you to the Postpartum Care Center." With that, he left.
Wang Ping drove the new car he had just gotten, taking me and the baby to the Postpartum Care Center.
Although the daily fees here were a bit expensive, they were within Wang Ping's means.
Lin Zhao Di and Wang Ye arrived at the Postpartum Care Center shortly after and began to persuade me to go back.
"The environment here is terrible. They only serve one dish a day; can that really provide enough nutrition?"
Lin Zhao Di glanced at the food on the table, wrinkling her nose in disgust.
"This is even worse than what I cook. Sweetie, listen to me; let's go home. I guarantee you'll recover in half a month."
I smiled faintly. "My wound hasn't healed yet; the doctor said I should eat home-cooked meals."
Lin Zhao Di placed her hand on my shoulder and gently squeezed. "Sweetie, you're still young and don't understand these things. Wang Ping isn't your blood relative; spending her money isn't worth it. Once your confinement period is over, won't she come looking for you to settle the score?"
I couldn't help but scoff inwardly.
Lin Zhao Di was truly cunning; knowing she couldn't get through to Wang Ping, she tried to find a way in through me.
I nodded. "Mom, you're right."
Lin Zhao Di smiled. "Then why not go home—"
"I won't go home; I'm going to pay Wang Ping back now."
I transferred twenty thousand yuan from the family card that Wang Ye gave me to Wang Ping.
Lin Zhao Di immediately received a notification about the deduction on her phone.
She clutched her chest, her expression contorted in pain.
Feigning concern, I asked, "Mom, what's wrong?"
Lin Zhao Di gritted her teeth and replied, "I'm fine!"
Her words were almost squeezed out between clenched teeth.
Lin Zhao Di glared at Wang Ye, shoving him with force. "Which one will you choose?"
"Either you take Jiang Tian home and sit the month out," she continued, "or you divorce Jiang Tian!"
Wang Ye looked at Lin Zhao Di. "Mom, is it really necessary?"
Lin Zhao Di stared back, eyes wide. "Absolutely! Jiang Tian spent so much money; I just can't stand it!"
Wang Ye scratched his head. "Tian Tian, what if you…"
I smiled and replied, "Guess which one I would choose, Wang Ye?"
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