Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets

Chapter 1054: Chapter 1054: Photos

"Isn’t that so?" Shen Qingqing asked rhetorically, as if it were obvious. She couldn’t think of any other reason.

"You’re overthinking."

Tang Yue took a step back, putting some distance between herself and Shen Qingqing. Though it seemed petty, Shen Qingqing’s past experiences made her cautious. If she wasn’t, she might find herself unable to explain her way out of things.

"Whether Grandpa and the others come is their own decision; it has nothing to do with me." Tang Yue thought for a moment, then added pointedly, "As for why they aren’t coming, I thought you should know better than anyone."

Tang Yue’s bright eyes met Shen Qingqing’s gaze. Wu Xin wasn’t with her today, and Si Yu had taken the two children to get some food. Why hadn’t he come back yet?

"Nonsense, if it weren’t for you stirring things up behind the scenes, why wouldn’t Grandpa and the rest come?" Shen Qingqing was emotionally charged as she listened to Tang Yue’s insinuations. She said, "Tang Yue, tell me, what did I do?"

Shen Qingqing stepped forward, closing the gap between them.

Tang Yue took a step back, watching Shen Qingqing warily. She said, "You know perfectly well, or do you need someone to remind you?"

"If you’re referring to Auntie’s matter, it’s got nothing to do with me." Shen Qingqing dismissed the issue entirely, washing her hands of it.

Shen Qingqing placed her hand on her abdomen. Feeling the swell there and thinking of the child inside her, her emotions gradually calmed. Her gaze swept over Tang Yue, and she said, "I’ve heard that Meng Siyu pampers you a lot; from what I see, it’s just so-so."

Shen Qingqing cast a mocking glance at Tang Yue’s bare fingers. She deliberately showed off the large diamond ring on her own hand, a ring worth a fortune.

"Does wearing a ring mean being pampered?" Tang Yue asked calmly, not feeling that not wearing a diamond ring was anything unusual. Though they had wedding bands at home, she seldom wore rings, fearing they might catch on clothing when she was working.

"Shen Qingqing, happiness is never about material things, and it’s not about flaunting to show it off." Tang Yue didn’t believe having a large diamond ring equated to happiness, nor did she believe that gloating about it was true happiness.

"Happiness is never for others to see." Tang Yue gave Shen Qingqing a deep look. Although she didn’t know what was going on between Shen Qingqing and Mr. Fan, seeing Shen Qingqing’s current state, even if she was wearing all designer brands, going out in luxury cars, wearing a large diamond ring, and able to buy whatever she wanted, there was no real joy in her eyes.

"Honey."

Meng Siyu returned with Zaozao and Chenchen, having bought some food, and saw Shen Qingqing there as well. Worried Tang Yue might be bullied, he strode over with a child in each arm.

"Mom, I have aiwowo." Chenchen called out excitedly to Tang Yue, clutching a bag. She loved eating these aiwowo, soft, fragrant, sweet, like little snowballs.

"Mom."

Zaozao broke free and stood defensively in front of Tang Yue, frowning at Shen Qingqing as if puzzled by something.

Chenchen asked blankly, "Mom, is this Aunt Rou? It doesn’t look like her."

Tilting her head, Chenchen scrutinized Shen Qingqing. Although she was like Sun Rou, why was her belly so big?

"Chenchen, this isn’t Aunt Rou." Tang Yue explained, taking the food from her daughter’s hand; Chenchen was already looking at her pleadingly.

Tang Yue gave Chenchen an aiwowo, and she was satisfied, saying, "She’s fierce, Aunt Rou is so gentle, I like Aunt Rou, not this fierce aunt."

"Who said I’m fierce?"

Seeing Meng Siyu with the children, Shen Qingqing could hardly contain her jealousy.

As Tang Yue said, happiness is not for others to see. Hu saw her eyes light up with happiness when she saw the children.

People might say Meng Siyu doesn’t truly adore her or love her?

Such words could fool others, but not Shen Qingqing’s own heart. She couldn’t deny, Meng Siyu’s gentle and doting gaze on Tang Yue wasn’t feigned.

When seeing her, though his expression was cold, he stood protectively in front of Tang Yue, creating a barrier between the two women.

And Tang Yue’s son, though small, stood before her like a little man.

"You."

Meng Siyu only said one word. His cold gaze swept over Shen Qingqing, but when he looked at Tang Yue, his eyes softened with affection, making Shen Qingqing feel as if the chill she’d sensed just moments ago had never existed.

"Darling, let’s go home." Meng Siyu naturally took Tang Yue’s hand.

"Alright, let’s go home."

Just as Tang Yue took his hand, Chenchen squeezed in between them, saying, "I want to hold hands too."

Though Zaozao said nothing, his actions spoke volumes.

With two little figures squeezed between Meng Siyu and Tang Yue, the foursome slowly left the mall, drawing envious glances from those around them.

Shen Qingqing stamped her feet in anger, her initial plan to shop dashed by her mood; she went home in a huff. The more she thought about Fan Ming, rarely home for two or three days at a time, the more she pictured Tang Yue’s family walking away together. Shen Qingqing was nearly driven mad with jealousy.

Why did everything good happen to Tang Yue?

Her grandfather and father doted on her, and now her husband too, even her brother protecting his sister.

Shen Qingqing was consumed by jealousy until a discomfort in her belly made her lie on the sofa. Not long after, someone delivered an envelope with her name on it.

Opening it with curiosity, inside were photos, all of Fan Ming with various women, some clothed, some not, some images blurry, some clear enough to capture the details of Fan Ming’s gaze.

Fan Ming!

Disliking Fan Ming was one thing, but how long had they been married before he started fooling around with different women, completely disregarding her position?

Shen Qingqing’s jealousy, just cooled, was reignited by anger. She forced herself to eat a little for the child’s sake, then sat on the sofa to wait. From dusk until late at night, there was no sign of Fan Ming’s return, and her heart grew colder.

When she finally saw Fan Ming, it was the next day at noon. He had returned to take a shower and change clothes, just to pick up some documents.

"Brother Ming, are these photos evidence that someone is deliberately trying to frame you?" Shen Qingqing laid the photos out before Fan Ming.