35-year-old Jiang Li was unmarried and childless, running her own small company with an annual income of several million, living a wonderful life.
19-year-old Jiang Li was pretty but brainles...
Shen Changan spoke cautiously, and every word he said made sense. Even though Wang Cuimei was reluctant, she nodded with difficulty.
"You're right, it was Mom who was abrupt. Tell Jiang Li tomorrow that I'll come over for dinner after get off work and visit her and her grandson."
Wang Cuimei felt a little sad, but she tried hard to control her emotions and pretended to be calm.
Shen Changan nodded and said worriedly.
"Mom, it's getting late now, and you're not in a good mood today. Why don't you let me take you home?"
Wang Cuimei felt much better when her son offered to take her home.
But thinking that it was only a few steps away, and they lived in the central area of the provincial capital, with street lights along the way, she decided not to bother her son.
"I appreciate your kindness. I can walk back by myself."
Wang Cuimei waved to Shen Changan. On the way back, her face still had no expression, but her mood was much better.
She had just walked to the door of her house and was about to push it open to go back when she was seen by Li Sixue who had been standing upstairs watching after dinner.
Li Sixue had good eyesight. When she saw Wang Cuimei from a distance, she ran downstairs.
When Wang Cuimei was about to push the door open, she ran behind her, panting, and deliberately said "yo".
Wang Cuimei heard the noise and turned around. Seeing that it was Li Sixue, the expression on her face suddenly became a little ugly, and the words she said became unpleasant.
"I told you not to show up in front of me, so why are you coming here to stir up trouble?"
"You went to see Brother Shen today? How was it? I didn't lie to you, did I?"
Li Sixue carefully observed the expression on Wang Cuimei's face under the street light, trying to find some clues.
Wang Cuimei looked at her expressionlessly and replied coldly, "It's my freedom to find whoever I want. What does it have to do with you?"
Wang Cuimei pushed open the door and walked in. Li Sixue wanted to follow and ask what was going on, but Wang Cuimei had already slammed the door shut.
Li Sixue quickly took a step back, but she was still too slow and her nose accidentally hit the door panel. The force was not small and her nose started bleeding instantly.
Li Sixue screamed, covered her nose in pain, and stumbled back.
Wang Cuimei still had a cold face when she returned home, and Shen Huadong also had a sullen face because he hadn't eaten dinner.
Both of them looked a little unhappy, and Shen Huadong said coldly.
"Why don't you rush home after get off work? Where are you going to have fun again?"
Wang Cuimei was obviously stunned when she saw her husband. She originally wanted to tell the truth, but she herself had not yet gained a firm foothold with her future daughter-in-law.
If I say it now, what if my husband disagrees and it damages their relationship? That would be more trouble than it's worth.
"Something happened at work, so I came back a little late."
"I haven't had dinner yet, can you make some for me?"
Wang Cuimei lied, nodded guiltily, and quickly went to the kitchen to make a bowl of egg noodles.
In recent years, Shen Huadong rarely eats out except for company social events.
Even though the nanny hadn't come back yet, he thought his wife would cook for him. He never expected that the food would be served cold.
After he came back, he went to the study to work, thinking that his wife would definitely be back soon.
I forget about time when I get busy, so I haven't eaten yet.
Wang Cuimei rarely cooks and her cooking skills are very average. Shen Huadong might be really hungry. He is usually a gentle man, but he wolfed down a bowl of noodles.
When Shen Huadong finished eating the noodles, Grandpa Wang Cuimei had already taken a shower and changed clothes.
Shen Huadong was cleaning up the dishes in the kitchen. Wang Cuimei thought that she had to go to her son's house for dinner tomorrow, and didn't want her husband to come back empty-handed, so she simply lied to him again.
"There's a project at work these days, so I might have to work overtime for a while. Let's go to the company cafeteria for dinner until the nanny comes back."
Shen Huadong, who was washing dishes, turned back in surprise. He didn’t expect his wife to tell him this.
Wang Cuimei saw that her husband looked unhappy, so she quickly added, "My cooking isn't good anyway, so there's no need to bother you."
After saying this, Wang Cuimei rubbed her temples tiredly, but secretly observed her husband's reaction through the gaps between her fingers.
Shen Huadong thought about it and felt that it was true. They had always had a nanny to serve them over the years, and they really didn't have much energy to do things like cooking and washing clothes.
"Well, since you have something to do, I'll go to the cafeteria to eat during this time."
Shen Huadong spoke, and Wang Cuimei breathed a sigh of relief.
After Shen Changan sent his mother away, he immediately went to the room on the second floor.
The door of Jiang Li's room was ajar, and a small light was on at the head of the bed. Shen Changan saw through the crack in the door that Jiang Li had fallen asleep with the two children in his arms.
He pushed open the door and walked in quietly. He had just picked up the small quilt placed aside when the eldest brother, who was originally sleeping on the bed, suddenly raised his head and smiled brightly at him.
It turns out that the little guy hasn't fallen asleep yet and is just lying here pretending to sleep.
When the eldest son saw his father coming, he immediately danced with joy and tried to get out of bed using his hands and feet.
Unexpectedly, the little hand pressed directly on his mother's face, and then he exerted force on his hand. Jiang Li felt a little pain. She frowned slightly and was about to wake up.
When Shen Changan saw this situation, he immediately pulled the boss into his arms, then covered Jiang Li with a quilt at an extremely fast speed, turned off the bedside lamp, and even closed the door when he left.
Shen Changan put the eldest brother in his room to play. He found a set of pajamas from the closet, went downstairs to take a shower before coming up.
When Shen Changan returned to the room, the boss was already lying on the carpet and sleeping.
His white and tender little hands and feet were lying flat, looking like a little turtle.
Shen Changan walked quietly to his side. The little guy might have had a sweet dream, and he was grinning sweetly in his sleep.
Seeing the smile on the child's face, Shen Changan also curled the corners of his mouth slightly.
He bent down and picked up the little guy from the ground and put him on the bed. Just as Shen Changan was about to let go, the little meatball suddenly stretched out his hands and hugged his arms tightly.
Shen Changan tried to pull his hand out, but the little guy used too much strength in his hand, and Shen Changan didn't dare to force it open, for fear that he would wake him up.
"Beep, beep, beep..."
Even when the little guy was asleep, his mouth never stopped chattering.
Shen Changan supported his chin with one hand, looked quietly at his son who was still drooling, and asked softly in his ear.
"Little baby, are you calling daddy? Daddy is right next to you. Can daddy sleep with you?"