During this time, Ye Qingqing had been paying close attention to Shen Yanhong's menstrual cycle. According to normal patterns, Shen Yanhong should have started her period in the next few days, but there were no sanitary napkins that Shen Yanhong had changed in the bathroom.

Shen Yanhong is in good health, and her period is very regular, usually only two or three days early or late. Now it has been almost a week, and she has never experienced such a long delay before.

There is only one possibility—

Wei Yugang's efforts paid off; Shen Yanhong became pregnant.

However, it could also be Ye Zhiguo's, since Ye Zhiguo hasn't been idle either in the past month!

But no matter whose child it is, she will make Ye Zhiguo and the old lady think that the child in Shen Yanhong's belly is illegitimate!

A cold smile appeared on Ye Qingqing's lips as she lowered her head to eat, concealing the cold glint in her eyes.

After a while, she looked up and glanced at Shen Yanhong across from her. Shen Yanhong kept picking at the pickled cucumbers and eating them. Her appetite had improved quite a bit, and she had almost finished half a bowl of rice porridge. But when she saw the fatty meat, Shen Yanhong couldn't help but gag a few times.

"If you don't want to eat, then don't. Who are you trying to disgust by acting like this? Even when Sister-in-law Wang is pregnant, she's not this dramatic!" Ye Qingqing mocked coldly, deliberately mentioning Sister-in-law Wang.

Sister-in-law Wang is Zhao Di's neighbor. She got pregnant less than a year after getting married. She had severe morning sickness and would vomit no matter what she ate. Her family was very worried. Kind neighbors also tried to help, but to no avail.

Shen Yanhong harbored resentment in her heart, lowered her head and gritted her teeth. After a while, she looked up and forced a smile, "My stomach hasn't been feeling well lately."

Ye Qingqing said sarcastically, "Maybe she's pregnant like Sister-in-law Wang. Dad, congratulations on becoming a father again."

The old lady's ears twitched, her eyes brightened, and she glared sharply at Shen Yanhong, "How long has it been since you had your period?"

Ye Zhiguo found it amusing, "Mom, what does Qingqing know? Yan Hong couldn't possibly be pregnant."

Shen Yanhong always takes medication after sex, so how could she possibly be pregnant? Absolutely impossible. Ye Zhiguo never even considered that possibility.

The old lady was skeptical, but seeing how certain her son was, her enthusiasm cooled again. She glared at Shen Yanhong and said, "You're just occupying the toilet without doing your business!"

Ye Qingqing had just picked up a piece of brownish-brown pickled cucumber and brought it to her mouth when she immediately felt nauseous. The suggestive color of the pickled cucumber made her want to gag.

The old lady's habit of always mentioning the outhouse while eating is truly... a sin!

Shen Yanhong felt a surge of anger rising within her, and she could no longer hold back. "I can have ten or eight children. My body is in such good shape. It's your son who won't let me have any!"

Ye Zhiguo values ​​his future much more than hers, so how could he possibly violate the family planning policy? It doesn't matter whether Shen Yanhong has a child or not, but being scolded by that old hag every day is something even the best-tempered woman can't stand!

"Mom, I work for the government, and the policy doesn't allow me to have another child. If I have another one, I'll lose my job, and we'll have to pay several thousand yuan in fines. Our whole family will starve!"

Ye Zhiguo gave Shen Yanhong a warning look and patiently explained to the old lady that he had long planned to find a young and beautiful woman to have a son after he got his hands on those assets.

These days, as long as you have money, you can have as many children as you want. Why worry about not having a son?

The most urgent thing is to get that money; we still have three years!

No, two and a half years, almost there!