Chapter 31: Don't Play Hard to Get

Song Shijing's eyes were bloodshot, and he tightly grasped Meng Shuyue's neck. His angry roar almost broke through her eardrums, "Go and beat this bastard, and we'll be together again, otherwise don't expect me to marry you again!"

"Keep your voice down, or you'll scare the baby in my belly!"

Meng Shuyue rubbed her eardrums that were aching from the noise and was not frightened by his actions at all.

After all, she had died once, so how could she be scared by a nerd like him?

She stared at the man in front of her speechlessly. She didn't expect that she would leave on her own initiative. This self-righteous man thought that she still wanted to marry him.

That's right.

It was true that she had flattered him too much before, went along with him in everything, and followed him wherever he went, making him think that she could never leave him.

However, she was curious. He obviously didn't care about her anymore and agreed to let Song Shiyu seduce her, so why was he now obsessed with the fact that she was pregnant with another man's child?

Song Shijing loosened his hand that was strangling her throat with a look of shock, staring at her indifferent expression, his expression becoming increasingly gloomy, "You don't want to abort the child? Do you really not want to have a future with me?"

There was a trace of panic and uneasiness in his eyes. In the past, whenever he got angry and said he wanted to cancel the engagement, she would always eagerly go along with him and agree to all his conditions.

I still remember clearly that when the two of them first went to the countryside, he proposed to exchange her nursing job with Su Yanyan.

She also disagreed at that time.

But when he mentioned breaking off the engagement, she became extremely frightened, cried, held him, and nodded to agree to his request.

But now, he just brought up something as trivial as abortion, but she didn't take his words seriously at all!

Song Shijing was so angry that he laughed instead, glaring coldly at the woman in front of him, and finally said coldly: "Don't play hard to get too much, or you won't be able to end it!"

"Get out of the way," Meng Shuyue pushed Song Shijing away, took out a handkerchief and wiped the neck he had just touched with a look of disgust, "Who wants a perverted doctor like you who pretends to be a sheep but sells dog meat? You said you were checking up on my adopted sister but ended up getting her pregnant!"

As she spoke, she threw the handkerchief into the trash can and said, "Don't worry, I won't play hard to get. I've already agreed to marry your brother, so don't be so self-indulgent!"

"Meng Shuyue!"

Song Shijing's eyes were bloodshot as he looked at the woman who left without looking back. He was so angry that he punched the wall. He retracted his hand in pain, covering the back of his broken hand and howling.

He chased after her and saw Meng Shuyue squatting outside the house picking up clothes. He grabbed Su Yanyan's waist and ordered her in a condescending tone, "Move to the utility room at the back to sleep. Yanyan is pregnant, so give her your room. Anyway, this room was originally slept by your uncle. If he comes back and finds out that you have soiled his room, he will definitely not let you go. I am doing this for your own good!"

Meng Shuyue nodded and said "Oh" to express her agreement. She didn't care about his suppression at all. She picked up the luggage on the ground and went to live in the dark and small room at the back.

Seeing her indifferent attitude, Song Shijing became more and more angry for no reason, and his hands on Su Yanyan's waist tightened, causing her to frown in pain.

"Shi Jing, what's wrong with you? Thank you for giving me the biggest house. Why don't you live in the same house with me?"

Song Shijing was so scared that he quickly let go of his hand around her waist, with a look of annoyance on his face, "Yan Yan, I just did that to vent my anger, don't take it to heart, I have always treated you as my sister!"

"Be a sister?"

Su Yanyan's eyes widened, and her sockets were instantly filled with tears.

She choked and said, "What about the baby in my belly? Didn't you say that you would not let others laugh at me for giving birth to a bastard? Didn't you say that you would be the father of the baby in my belly? Why are you still thinking of marrying someone else? Wuuuuu... I might as well just die..."

The crying continued.

Song Shijing felt a sense of heartache and guilt in his heart.

After all, it was she who rescued him from the water in the sub-zero weather in the twelfth lunar month and saved his life.

Therefore, even if he has no romantic feelings for her, he must protect her for the rest of his life.

"Don't worry, I will take care of you and the child for the rest of your life, but I only want to marry Shuyue," Song Shijing stretched out his hand and hugged Su Yanyan, who was crying, into his arms, his eyes full of entanglement, "Don't worry, I will hold a banquet with you and give you a status in front of everyone. As for Shuyue, I must get a marriage certificate with her, and she can only be my wife!"

In the corridor, Meng Shuyue finished moving the clothes and turned back to pick up the daily necessities dropped on the ground.

Standing at the corner.

When she heard Song Shijing say such ridiculous words, the wound on her heart that had originally scabbed and healed seemed to be ruthlessly torn open again by a sharp claw.

It wasn't because she still had feelings for this man, but a feeling of humiliation of being trampled upon that made her heart ache and chill. She couldn't believe that there were such bastards in the world who trampled on people's sincerity.

How could he say such things as getting a marriage certificate with her, but holding a wedding banquet with Su Yanyan and giving Su Yanyan's child a name?

It was not difficult for her to believe that even if the child in her belly was Song Shijing's, he would first give Su Yanyan and her child a legitimate status.

Does that mean her child deserves to be called a bastard by others?

If he likes Su Yanyan so much, then he should just get married to Su Yanyan. I heard that Su Yanyan has already divorced Zhou Dajun, so why bother to mess with her?

Meng Shuyue clenched his teeth, regretting it so much that his intestines turned green.

If she knew that Song Shijing was such a bastard, she shouldn't have jumped into the lake to rescue him and let that little scumbag drown. She wouldn't have to suffer the consequences of her life and wasted so many years.

She stopped looking at the two of them and turned back to the smaller utility room at the back of the house.

This room was at the very end of the yard. Although it was filled with miscellaneous items and was not as big as the previous one, it was still bigger than her room in the Chinese medicine clinic, so she was not dissatisfied with it.

After all, she is pregnant now, and it is not convenient for her to go back to her parents' home with a big belly, as she might be pointed at by acquaintances, so she can only swallow her anger and live here.

But ever since Song Shijing moved in here because Su Yanyan was pregnant and it was inconvenient for her to live in the Song residence, he also moved in.

Some time later, after Song Shijing was fired from the hospital, he was looking for a shop to open a small clinic.

Meng Shuyue was also looking for a shop to open a Chinese medicine clinic, and Song Shiyu followed her and ran around the streets and alleys looking for a shop, so the three of them usually lived in peace in the house and rarely met each other.

During this period, there were letters from the south every two days.

As soon as it was evening, Meng Shuyue excitedly took the letter out of the box and couldn't wait to go back to her room to open it, and then went to the post office to mail it the next day.

The letters were filled with her husband, whom she had never met, describing the disaster in the south and sharing some interesting things that happened in his daily life.

Unlike in the past, today's letter ended with a few extra words, "Are you well? I miss you!"

Just a few words made her cheeks hot.

She touched the man's strong and powerful pen strokes on the thin paper, and couldn't help imagining what he looked like.

Thinking that her man was in the same army as the uncle of the three Song brothers, she wondered if they would instigate a conflict and deliberately make things difficult for him?

With her thoughts in a mess, she took out the pen she had just bought and wrote a reply on the stationery.