Chapter 31 Fu Siyan stared at her stomach...
Shen Qingshu turned her gaze away first, looked at the middle-aged woman and said, "You've misunderstood, he's not my husband."
"Huh?" The middle-aged woman was taken aback. This was the first time in her years of professional sales that she had been completely fooled. It took her a while to finally manage to stammer out, "Oh, I see..."
Shen Qingshu didn't dwell on the little incident. She took a box of premium spare ribs from the fresh food counter and turned to walk towards the fruit and vegetable section.
Fu Siyan stared at her figure, his eyes cold and unfathomable.
...
It was already noon when we got back to Nanxi Mansion.
Shen Qingshu went straight to the kitchen to cook.
Fu Siyu was fiddling with his new toys in the living room.
As soon as Shen Qingshu tied on her apron, the glass door to the kitchen was pulled open.
She turned around and saw Fu Siyan walk in.
"What's up?"
Fu Siyan glanced at the ingredients on the kitchen counter and asked in a calm voice, "Do you need any help?"
"No need." Shen Qingshu turned her head and went about her business.
Fu Siyan stood aside and watched.
A moment later, he turned and walked out.
Shen Qingshu turned on the tap and took out the vegetables to wash...
Soon, Fu Siyan returned.
"Keep it on."
Shen Qingshu paused in her vegetable-washing, then frowned slightly as she looked at the plastic gloves handed to her.
"Your burn on the back of your hand has just healed, so it's better to wear gloves."
Upon hearing this, Shen Qingshu glanced at the small patch of skin on the back of her hand that was still slightly red.
The new skin is indeed quite delicate.
She reached out and took the gloves, her voice indifferent, "Thank you, you can leave now."
Fu Siyan didn't linger and turned to leave the kitchen.
Fu Siyu wanted to eat so many dishes, but Shen Qingshu, considering that he had just recovered from pneumonia, chose some lighter and more nutritious options.
Over the years, she has researched many recipes for Fu Siyu, all of which are suitable for children with weak spleen and stomach.
Cooking is hard work, but after five years of experience, she has become quite adept at it.
About an hour later, the five dishes and one soup were successfully served on the table.
"Siyu, dinner is ready. Wash your hands and eat."
"Yay!"
Fu Siyu immediately put down the toy in his hand, ran to wash his hands, and then happily sat down at the dining table.
Shen Qingshu first served him a bowl of yam and pork rib soup, saying, "It's a little hot, blow on it before you drink it."
"Great!" Fu Siyu looked at the delicious food on the table, his mouth almost watering, and said with a grin, "Thank you for your hard work, Mom!"
Shen Qingshu smiled faintly, pursing her lips. "Eat."
Fu Siyan pulled out a dining chair and sat down.
Shen Qingshu took off her apron, hung it back in the kitchen, paused as she turned around, then reached out and took the apron off again, casually throwing it into the trash can next to her.
When she came out again, she was carrying two bowls of rice.
She sat down next to Fu Siyu, gave one bowl to Fu Siyu, and kept one for herself.
Fu Siyan, sitting opposite them, looked at her.
Shen Qingshu served Fu Siyu some food, then lowered her head and focused on eating.
Fu Siyan: "..."
In the past, at least one of Shen Qingshu's two bowls of rice would have been for him.
Fu Siyan frowned slightly as he watched Shen Qingshu eating intently with her head down.
A moment later, he got up and went into the kitchen.
"Mom, why didn't you serve Dad some rice today?"
Shen Qingshu paused in her act of picking up food, "Your father is an adult, he can serve himself."
"Then why did you serve rice to Dad before?" Fu Siyu looked at her and asked innocently, "Mom, did you and Dad have a fight?"
"There was no argument."
Just as Shen Qingshu said this, Fu Siyan came out of the kitchen.
Upon hearing Shen Qingshu's words, his gloomy expression noticeably improved.
After sitting down, he picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of beef, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly and methodically, his deep gaze fixed on Chen Qingshu.
The man ate with elegance, and although his expression remained indifferent, a closer look revealed that he was in a much better mood than before.
Unfortunately, Shen Qingshu didn't look at him once the whole time.
She hasn't had a good appetite these past few days; she can't eat much rice, but she did drink two small bowls of soup.
"Mom! I want to sleep with you tonight!" Fu Siyu said while gnawing on a rib. "Don't go out tonight, stay home with me, okay?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Qingshu put down her chopsticks.
She knew it was time to make things clear.
Only after watching Fu Siyu swallow what was in his mouth did Shen Qingshu speak.
"Siyu, there's something Mom needs to tell you."
Fu Siyu paused. Although he was just a child, for some reason, he suddenly felt inexplicably uneasy.
Upon hearing this, Fu Siyan across from him also sensed something was amiss. He put down his chopsticks and looked at Shen Qingshu with a deep gaze.
Fu Siyu blinked innocently, "Mom, what are you going to say?"
"Siyu, your father and I are divorced."
Shen Qingshu looked at Fu Siyu and said seriously, "Your father and I are no longer a family, and this is no longer my home, so I will never come here again."
“Chen Qingshu.” Fu Siyan looked at her, his eyes filled with anger: “Don’t forget what you promised me.”
“I’ve changed my mind.” Shen Qingshu looked at him. “Don’t worry, I will return the 100 million to you.”
Fu Siyan was taken aback, his brows furrowed, as if he found Shen Qingshu's words utterly unreasonable, and his face darkened.
"Shen Qingshu, do you think I care about that one hundred million?"
I don't care what you think.
Shen Qingshu looked at Fu Siyu again, "Siyu, listen carefully, your father and I have separated. If you miss me in the future, you can call me. If I'm not busy with work, you can come to see me. But I really will never come back here."
Fu Siyu was completely stunned.
He could sense that his parents were both in a very bad mood.
"Mom, is there something Siyu did wrong?" Fu Siyu asked cautiously.
Shen Qingshu patted his head. "It's not Siyu's fault. This is our decision."
Fu Siyu's eyes reddened. "Then why did you separate from Dad? Why did you abandon this family? Was it for your new boyfriend?"
Chen Qingshu frowned slightly.
She had no idea who had said those things to Fu Siyu.
Looking at the child she had cared for and raised for the past five years, Shen Qingshu felt a mix of emotions.
Actually, she was quite reluctant to part with Fu Siyu, and she knew that saying these words would hurt him.
But if she doesn't make things clear today, Fu Siyan will continue to use Fu Siyu to control and manipulate her, just like he did today.
She didn't want to guess why Fu Siyan did this.
For her now, the most important thing is to get rid of this marriage full of lies and scheming as soon as possible.
After thinking for a moment, Shen Qingshu looked at Fu Siyu and said softly, "Siyu, regardless of whether I have a new boyfriend or not, your father and I can no longer live together, so..."
"You're lying!" Fu Siyu suddenly roared, "You're leaving because you have a new boyfriend! You don't want this family! You don't want me either! Because you'll soon have a new child with your new boyfriend! You won't want me anymore once you have a new child!"
Shen Qingshu was stunned.
She never expected Fu Siyu to say such a thing to her.
"Siyu, who told you all this?"
"Nobody told me!" Fu Siyu jumped off the dining chair, stormed into the living room, grabbed all the toys, and smashed them all on the floor—
"I saw you go into the hotel with that man! You even lied to me that you were on a business trip so you could be with him!"
Shen Qingshu caught up and looked at the toys smashed all over the ground; she couldn't believe it.
Is this still the same sensible and obedient Fu Siyu from before?
"Fu Siyu, do you know what you're saying?" Shen Qingshu frowned, her tone serious. "Tell me, who taught you to say these things? What do you mean by 'I don't want you anymore once I have a new child'? Who taught you to say such things?"
"Why are you being so mean to me! You're not my real mom! What right do you have to yell at me?!"
Fu Siyu lost control and roared, grabbing a model and hurling it at Shen Qingshu with all his might.
Shen Qingshu was startled and instinctively covered her stomach with her hands.
"careful!"
Fu Siyan stepped forward and hugged Shen Qingshu.
The model slammed into Fu Siyan's hard back before falling to the ground and shattering.
After calming down, Shen Qing pushed Fu Siyan away.
She took a few steps back, distancing herself from Fu Siyan.
Fu Siyan's gaze swept over her hand, which was still protecting her stomach, and then fell on her still-shaken face.
The man's face was cold and stern, his narrow eyes slightly narrowed...
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