A few days later, Lord Guan sent a message.

It's said that Guan Shuli is getting married.

Tell her to go back to the south of the city with Shen Changling in a couple of days to have a wedding banquet.

After reading the letter, Rong Shang realized that Guan Shuli was no longer insane.

And now, she has found her Mr. Right.

It was raining heavily that day.

Rong Shang suddenly had a stomachache when she went out.

The steward then went to fetch a doctor.

Only after taking her pulse did they realize that she was pregnant.

This made Old Madam Shen extremely happy.

She clasped her hands together and thanked both God and Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Everyone in the house was happy for her.

However, the person she most wanted to convey this good news to was not here.

At that moment, Rong Chang touched her stomach.

The maid said she smiled very gently.

But she was completely unaware.

She looked up at the corridor outside.

He thought to himself that if he came back and heard this good news, he would be very happy.

But this wait...

The day passed quickly.

The sky outside turned from bright to pitch black.

Rong Shang still didn't wait for him.

She yawned and asked the maid who brought her food, "Where is the young master?"

She replied, "Young Master is still at the factory and hasn't come back yet."

Place the three dishes and one soup on the table.

The maid smiled and said to her, "Young mistress, come and eat quickly. It's cold, and the food will get cold soon."

Rong Shang was stunned, seemingly lost in thought.

"Young Madam?" I called out again after she spoke.

She came to her senses and got off the bed.

The maid beside her picked up her coat and draped it over her shoulders.

Rong Chang instinctively wrapped herself tighter, but still spoke up when she sat down.

"Now that the rain has stopped, have Xiaolinzi go to the factory and take a look."

"If the young master is still at the factory, let him come back as soon as possible."

"Okay, sure." The maid smiled, her eyes narrowing. As she left, she asked, "Young mistress, are you missing the young master?"

Rong Shang smiled but did not answer.

About half an hour later.

The maidservant has arrived.

She said while we were still outside the door, "The young master is not at the factory."

Upon hearing this, Rong Shang frowned immediately.

*

Whoosh, whoosh whoosh whoosh.

late at night.

It started raining heavily outside again.

The Shen family.

The servants banged on a gong and announced, "Young master has run away."

It's noisy outside.

Inside the room, Rong Chang lit a candle.

By the faint light.

She sat on the bed.

Her hand was still resting on her slightly protruding belly.

She laughed, as if talking to herself.

But upon closer listening, it became clear that she was talking to the baby in her womb.

Because she said, "Your father is afraid of you."

Not long ago, she contacted the system and found out Shen Changling's whereabouts.

Tongzi said that he had already gotten into a rickshaw and left the north of the city.

When asked why, he said he knew she was pregnant.

That stinky man.

She shouldn't have placed so much hope in him.

At that moment, Old Madam Shen and Shen Changling's second aunt came in from outside the door.

Seeing her, the old lady felt sorry for her.

"My child, you have suffered."

She walked over and hugged Rong Shang, gently stroking the back of her head.

But Rong Shang just wanted to laugh.

Shen Changling, do you think you can escape like this?

The sound of the old lady scolding her son came from above.

Rong Shang looked up.

A faint smile played on her lips.

The old lady glanced down at her.

Helplessly, she said, "You silly child, your husband has run away and you're still laughing."

Rong Shang shrugged. "At this point, there's no use in me feeling bad."

well.

She sighed.

As she sat down on the wooden bench, she said, "I thought this young man would be more mature after getting married."

Unexpectedly...

Sigh, now look what's happened, he just abandoned the lyrical mother and son and left.

Is he even a man anymore?