Read Novel Full Chapter 829: Uncle or Dad
Chapter 829: Chapter 829: Uncle or Dad
"Xiao Yue, don’t you really like our Xiao Jin quite a bit?" Qin Anyu smiled ingratiatingly and said, "You’ve watched Xiao Jin grow up, wouldn’t it be nice to bring him in as a son-in-law in the future?"
Qin Anyu’s gaze occasionally fell on Tang Yue’s belly, twins, surely one of them would be a daughter, right?
"Children have their own fortunes, Sister An Yu, your Xiao Jin is so good-looking, isn’t he afraid of not finding a bride?" Tang Yue looked at her with wide eyes, touching her belly, and appearing defensive. Even if she really had a daughter, how could she bear to betroth her daughter so quickly?
This had nothing to do with whether Sister An Yu was good or not. When the children grew up, they would have their own ideas. What if they didn’t like each other after a childhood engagement?
So, it was best not to agree to this.
"Xiao Yue, the daughter you give birth to will definitely take after you, both beautiful and smart." Qin Anyu, unwilling to give up, continued to ask: "Xiao Yue, don’t you know my disposition? After setting a childhood engagement, I will certainly treat my future daughter-in-law well."
"No way."
Meng Siyu, who rarely came home early today, heard Qin Anyu making plans about his daughter, and his face immediately turned dark.
Facing Meng Siyu’s deep gaze, Qin Anyu found an excuse and left early.
"Wife, you’re not allowed to see Qin Anyu in the future." Meng Siyu said through gritted teeth.
Though Tang Yue also disagreed, upon seeing Meng Siyu’s grimacing face, she couldn’t help but be amused and said, "Who knows, maybe it’s two boys in there."
"I think it’s a boy and a girl." Meng Siyu’s large hand landed on her growing abdomen, his deep eyes filled with gentle tenderness.
"I hope so."
In her heart, Tang Yue certainly hoped so. Twins, who wouldn’t want them?
Giving birth to both in one go, forming a good character, that’s a blessing many people can only dream of.
"Even if it’s two boys, I won’t mind. Two girls would be even better." Meng Siyu, afraid of putting too much pressure on her, quickly added: "By the way, have you been having cramps in your feet again these past few days? Let me give you another massage."
These past few days Meng Siyu had been on field training and hadn’t been home.
Meng Siyu carried her horizontally back to the bedroom, and Tang Yue held his neck tightly, saying: "I can walk by myself."
Although she knew Meng Siyu wouldn’t let her fall, with her belly getting larger, being carried like this by Meng Siyu, she always felt he was struggling.
"I like holding you." Meng Siyu looked at her, focused and affectionate.
Meng Siyu carefully placed Tang Yue on the bed, massaging her legs with just the right amount of pressure, making it very comfortable.
"Isn’t your field training hard?" Tang Yue leaned against the soft big pillow, her gaze resting on Meng Siyu’s face. After a few days, he seemed thinner and darker.
"Not hard." Meng Siyu said nonchalantly, capturing the concern in her eyes, his expression softening a bit more: "For the new recruits, the training is indeed tough, but for me, it doesn’t feel difficult at all, it’s just like eating or drinking. I’m a man; a little tan doesn’t matter, as long as you don’t mind."
"I do mind, couldn’t you avoid getting tanned?" Tang Yue muttered, not dwelling on the topic, and asked: "Siyu, if there’s any progress on the Midwife Liu thing, do let me know."
*
Sea City, cemetery.
When Lian Qingqing received the news and rushed back, her grandfather Xiang Zhengyi had already been buried, and her grandmother had fallen ill due to his death.
Xiang Yazhi was in a daze until Xiang Yawen reminded her of her daughter Lian Qingqing.
When Lian Qingqing rushed back, it was only in time to offer incense and flowers at her grandfather’s grave in the cemetery.
Lian Qingqing cried tearfully, but Xie Ziyue didn’t accompany her.
After so long apart and with so much that had happened, there were endless things for the mother and daughter to talk about.
"You say there’s a woman in Jing City who looks exactly like me?" Lian Qingqing was a bit shocked.
She had always been very confident in her appearance, but the thought of another person looking exactly like her never crossed her mind.
"Yes, she should be your sister." Xiang Yazhi sighed. This news was actually told to her by Lian Qingyang, who had even clearly accused her, saying she had abandoned her biological daughter.
"I have a sister?"
Lian Qingqing inquired further and learned she grew up in Yun City but didn’t give it much thought. She asked: "Mom, uncle, what’s his idea? He infuriated grandpa to death; how can we just let this go? What’s your plan now that you’ve divorced dad?"
"Your uncle..." Xiang Yazhi started to cry when mentioning Shen Jing: "He refuses to see me."
"Why?" Lian Qingqing didn’t understand their generation’s grudges, but knowing she had a blood relation with her uncle, she felt they should meet.
The Lian family’s support was gone, and the Xiang family had fallen.
"Mom, I’m going to see him."
Lian Qingqing took a deep breath, wiped away her tears, applied an exquisite makeup, and got in the car to the place Xiang Yazhi mentioned.
Lian Qingqing went alone, smoothly making her way into Shen Jing’s living room.
Lian Qingqing sat in the living room, not paying attention to the furnishings. As the former Lian family young lady, what good things hadn’t she seen before?
Coming to see Shen Jing today, Lian Qingqing naturally had her own thoughts. Facing someone she had called ’uncle’ for over twenty years, now becoming her biological father, an awkwardness rose in her heart.
"Qingqing." Shen Jing walked out wearing a gray suit, his hair slicked back. Even in middle age, he exuded a mature man’s charm, his gaze shrewd yet self-absorbed.
He casually sat on the sofa, seemingly unchanged from before.
Lian Qingqing remained silent for a while before she said, "Uncle, I heard you’re my biological father?"
She got straight to the point, her eyes fixed intently on Shen Jing.
"Yes." Shen Jing admitted.
Lian Qingqing looked at him, admitting so easily, even with a casual smile on his lips, her heart kept sinking. She bit her lip and said, "Did you... just to get back at the Xiang Family, at my mom, then..."
"You’re overthinking it, it was your mother who came to me back then." Shen Jing hinted.
Lian Qingqing’s face lost its color, assuming that based on her uncle’s past affection, there would be some lingering affection for her. But the truth was always so harsh.
Lian Qingqing clenched her hands tightly, knowing it took a lot of effort for her to hold back her anger.
"Qingqing, as long as you’re willing to change your surname to Shen and have no ties to the Xiang Family, you’ll be my good daughter." Shen Jing looked at her with a mocking smile.