Natural crystal light shines onto the glass and gold-inlaid dining table.

Luxurious and noble.

Mrs. Sheng reluctantly went downstairs and sat down.

Looking at Su Yun and Sheng Huai, he started with sarcasm: "It's really rare today that both of you two are here."

"What's up? Are you free lately? I saw on the news that Sheng Huai is very busy."

"That Miss Liu..."

The old lady glared at her.

"Mom, why are you staring at me?"

Madam Sheng glanced across the table and said, "Even if you are partial to your granddaughter-in-law, you shouldn't look at me with disdain."

"Xiao Yun, you shouldn't be unhappy to hear this, right?"

Su Yun raised her eyes and said calmly, "I really feel uncomfortable listening to this. Mom, please say less."

Madam Sheng’s face turned pale.

"Sheng Huai! Take care of your wife!"

"What do you think of her? She talks back at me every time I say something, and she doesn't even take me, her elder, seriously."

The old lady threw the chopsticks in her hand and said, "Even eating can't stop your mouth! I think you don't need to eat anymore!"

No matter how powerful Mrs. Sheng was, she was still afraid of the old lady. She could only pout and leave the table on the pretext of feeling unwell.

Su Yun just thought it was outrageous.

Why is it that no one in the Sheng family, young or old, likes to hear the truth? Is there some communication barrier?

The old lady snatched the spoon from the servant and threw it in front of Sheng Huai: "Who are you waiting for to serve you if you just sit there?"

"Serve your wife some soup!"

He paused for a few seconds, then filled a bowl of soup and placed it in front of Su Yun.

His dark eyes stared at her delicate and cold little face for a while, and suddenly, a smile appeared in his eyes.

"Mrs. Sheng, eat more and give me a son in the future."

His tone was sincere and his eyes were expectant.

These words touched the old lady's heart. She was instantly satisfied with her grandson. She put all her recent unhappiness behind her and looked at Su Yun.

"Xiao Yun, Sheng Huai is right."

"You've been married for so long, it's time to have a baby. It's been three years, and there's still no news..."

"Xiaoyun, if you have any difficulties, you can tell grandma."

Su Yun glanced at Sheng Huai who brought up the topic.

After thinking for a while, she lowered her eyes and squeezed out two tears, then she grabbed his arm, raised her head and said pitifully: "Don't blame yourself, tell grandma the truth today."

"There's still a lot of time left. Don't worry. We will definitely have children."

Sheng Huai froze, and looked at her with a sullen look in his eyes: "What do you mean?"

"Speak clearly! Who are you questioning?"

Grandma Sheng quickly figured out what Su Yun meant and turned to stare at her grandson: "Why are you venting your anger on your wife?"

Compared to this unreliable grandson, the old lady believes her daughter-in-law more.

She held the chopsticks and pondered for a while, then gave an order to Sheng Huai: "Your Uncle Chen knows a few old Chinese doctors. Go with them tomorrow and treat any illness you have!"

Bang!

He threw down his chopsticks, his face turned blue with anger, and he lowered his voice in a calm voice: "I'm not sick!"

"Whether you are sick or not, go get yourself checked. Why are you so nervous?"

Sheng Huai stared at Su Yun's smiling face as she watched the fun: "Grandma, do you believe this woman?!"

The old lady became even angrier and hit his hand with a chopstick: "You have to go even if you don't want to. You are not allowed to leave tonight. Tomorrow morning I will ask your uncle Chen to take you there personally!"

The dinner table ended in a bad mood.

Su Yun helped her grandmother upstairs to rest.

When he came down again, he was slumped in the sofa, looking at himself as if he were looking at prey.

"Mrs. Sheng"

Sheng Huai gritted his teeth and said word by word: "You are getting more and more courageous!"

She raised the corners of her lips and sat on the edge of the sofa.

"Mr. Sheng will act, and so can I. Don't tell anyone about me."

"It's just the same."

Sheng Huai stood up, walked around the dining table and sat down next to her.

"Same here? So you don't care about Miss Jiang's affairs because you have found a man outside?"

He still remembered that Su Yun's phone couldn't be reached until midnight that night.

His eyes were fixed on a patch of whiteness.

Adam's apple rolling.

"Tell me, who were you calling that night?"

"Not talking? Is it because you feel guilty?"

He sneered playfully: "The woman outside came to your house, but you didn't care at all. Is it because of the man on the phone?"

After a pause, his voice became extremely cold, "You followed him?"

Su Yun couldn't stand it any longer and forcefully opened his hand: "Then what should I do to show that I care? Cry to you or make a scene with you?"

"You don't deserve it!"

She suppressed her anger, "That call was from Xiaoyu. You locked me up, so can't I find someone to vent my anger to? I am also a human being..."

The hand that was tightening his chin paused slightly. He lowered his head to look at the pale face in his arms and smiled lightly: "Mrs. Sheng is really an expert at making up stories."

Su Yun raised the corners of her eyes in self-mockery: "I've already told you that no matter how much I explain, you won't believe it."

"Sheng Huai, I really don't understand what you want. Everything I do in front of you seems to be wrong.

He raised his hand and carefully traced on the exquisite mutton-fat jade, laughing sarcastically: "You know what I want. Madam Sheng should learn to do things beautifully when she is paid."

Su Yun turned away and didn't look at his heartless face.

He insisted: "Why are you hiding? Where's that arrogant attitude you had when you said your husband was sick just now?"

"Are you scared now?"

Su Yun's entire body was held in his arms.

"We are at grandma's house, please restrain yourself..."

"How can I restrain myself..."

His eyes were playful.

"So restrain yourself..."

Su Yun's back trembled slightly and she bit her lips tightly.

And he seemed very dissatisfied.

The tone became increasingly aggressive:

"Unhappy?"

"Are you hiding from me??"

With his waist swaying, Sheng Huai found it even more difficult to control himself.

He lowered his head for a kiss.

Su Yun dodged.

He broke in with the crisp scent of tobacco, conquering cities along the way. Whenever he encountered obstacles, years of getting along were the key to unlocking them.

The autumn sun shines wantonly on the sofa.

Offset and depend on each other.

Under the domineering attack, Su Yun's eyes were red: "Sheng Huai, I don't want to."

He is gentle and affectionate.

The tone was unbearable: "Why don't you take a look at yourself."

Su Yun closed her eyes.

Bear his shamelessness.

The heart was covered with broken glass.

He paused for a moment and looked carefully at the pale face under him: "Su Yun, don't you love me at all?"

Sheng Huai looked at the pair of trembling eyelashes, waiting for the answer he wanted.

It's been a long time since she said she loved him.

There was silence.

"Stop talking!"

He started to rage again: "I hope Mrs. Sheng can always be so stubborn!"

"I really don't understand what you are dissatisfied with. You don't even smile at your husband. Wasn't your previous behavior just fake?"

"Or do you have another man in your heart?"

"Why don't you speak? Stay silent forever!"

He became even more angry!

A big hand supports.

Su Yun was held in his arms.

"Let me take a good look at Mrs. Sheng..."