Sang Feiyu sneered, "Let's not talk about whether I'm really pregnant or not, but Zhiyuan and I both have jobs, so we can still afford new clothes for our first child."

"Take this pile of old clothes back."

Chen Ting's face froze, "Are you disgusted with my child's old clothes?"

"Xiao Yu, I'm not saying anything bad about you. So many people came to ask for my child's clothes, but I didn't want to give them to them. I specially sorted them out for you. How could you despise them?"

Sang Feiyu raised her eyebrows slightly, not knowing whether this man was really stupid or just pretending. If other people didn't want these old clothes anymore, they could just take them back. Who would persuade others to collect junk?

In this era, other people's old clothes are indeed very popular, but why should she pick up other people's old clothes to wear when she has the ability to let her children wear new clothes?

Besides, Chen Ting is not the kind of person who is kind for no reason. She brought this pile of rags here today definitely because she wanted to ask them for help.

Once she accepted the pile of old clothes, she would be doing Chen Ting a favor.

She must be crazy to cause trouble to herself.

"It's no use if you say that."

"Why would I dislike your old clothes?"

"I just thought that since you are so generous, why don't you give these old clothes to people in need?"

"Although we don't have any special skills, we can still afford to buy new clothes for our children. Besides, we can buy some cloth to make a few new clothes for our children, which doesn't cost much."

"I rejected you because I hope you can give your love to those in need. We don't need it. You can't take advantage of us, right?"

Sang Feiyu had said everything she needed to say, and immediately ordered them to leave, "Sister-in-law, we need to rest."

"It's nothing, please go back."

Ning Zhiyuan went over to close the door. Chen Ting gritted her teeth and simply told him her purpose, "Zhiyuan, about the military district competition..."

Before she finished speaking, she heard Ning Zhiyuan respond: "Sister-in-law, at this critical moment, let's not mention the military competition in private, so as to avoid being heard by others and affecting my and Ye Chen's assessment."

Chen Ting's throat choked when she heard this, and she stammered for a long time without being able to utter a single word.

Sang Feiyu walked over and led the person out, "Sister-in-law, go back and rest early."

After she finished speaking, she quickly turned around and came in, and the next second Ning Zhiyuan closed the gate.

Chen Ting was so angry that her face turned pale and she went back angrily!

Ye Chen was surprised to see her coming back with a pile of old clothes, "Wife, why are you taking the children's old clothes?"

Chen Ting took out her anger on her man, "My kindness was not rewarded!"

"I worked so hard to find so many clothes to give to Ning Zhiyuan and his wife, but they don't want them and are dissatisfied with them!"

"You didn't see Sang Feiyu. You almost wrote the word dislike on her forehead."

Ye Chen suddenly realized, "Wife, Sang Feiyu is the daughter of a wealthy family. She has never lacked food or clothing since she was a child. She is married to a good man now. How could she be willing to let her future children wear other people's old clothes?"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something and asked in surprise: "She is pregnant?"

"Yeah, I've tested her and it should be true." Chen Ting said truthfully.

Ye Chen's brows knitted slightly. "I heard from others that Zhiyuan was really poisoned last time, and the situation was quite serious. There is also news that he should go through the discharge procedures in the next few days."

"It's probably not a good thing for Sang Feiyu to be pregnant at this time. It's no wonder they don't welcome you."

Ye Chen's face was full of regret. Sang Feiyu was such a beautiful girl, but she was going to become a widow so soon.