Chapter 16 Morning Sickness...
Fu Siyan paused on the other end of the phone and asked, "Why are you moving out?"
Shen Qingshu felt that the reason he asked that question was because he thought he was going to leave Nanxi Mansion to her, so she didn't need to move.
“I don’t intend to take the Nanxi Mansion.” Shen Qingshu paused, then added, “I’ve already taken what I needed. You can do whatever you want with the rest.”
"Are you really sure?" Fu Siyan's voice remained indifferent: "The agreement can still be changed. You can name any conditions you want."
"No need, let's stick to this agreement." Shen Qingshu felt too tired and didn't want to continue wasting her time in this marriage.
Even her own mother thought Fu Siyan and Zhou Yuchu were a perfect match, making her the most pathetic clown in this marriage.
Fu Siyan did not respond.
They remained silent for more than half a minute.
Shen Qingshu asked, "When are you free to get your divorce certificate?"
Are you in a hurry?
Shen Qingshu was unexpected.
Isn't Fu Siyan in a hurry?
He has already made his relationship with Zhou Yuchu public. Why is he dragging his feet on getting a divorce? Isn't he afraid that one day someone will expose him and his actress Zhou will be branded as a mistress?
Or does he have other plans?
But regardless of his thoughts or plans, Shen Qingshu just wanted to end this twisted and unequal marital relationship as soon as possible!
"It's better for everyone if they leave as soon as possible," Shen Qingshu said coldly.
On the other end, Fu Siyan gave a faint "hmm" and said, "Then tomorrow morning."
"Okay. I took one of the marriage certificates with me. The other one is on the bedside table in the master bedroom. Remember to take it with you."
Shen Qingshu hung up the phone immediately after speaking.
I had just put down my phone when the door was gently opened.
Jiang Yuelan poked her head in, "A-Shu, are you asleep?"
Shen Qingshu sat up, calmed herself down, and said gently, "Mom, I didn't sleep."
"Is it because your hand hurts and you can't sleep?" Jiang Yuelan pushed open the door and came in, sitting down beside her.
Looking at her bandaged hand, Jiang Yuelan felt a pang of heartache.
"It's all my fault. The Shen family hates me so much, and now that they know I'm out, they probably won't let this go easily..."
Jiang Yuelan's voice choked with emotion. She raised her hand and touched Shen Qingshu's pale and tired face. "Mom always drags you down, A-Shu. Why don't you help me find a quiet, remote town to retire in?"
"Mom, what nonsense are you talking about?" Shen Qingshu said anxiously, "How can I feel at ease leaving you alone in the town?"
Jiang Yuelan smiled wryly, "Mom just thinks you'd be better off without me."
“Mom!” Shen Qingshu frowned, her expression serious: “Don’t say such things. You are not wrong. They are wrong. Don’t let them influence you. I’m all grown up now. I can protect you.”
"Mom knows you can do it, but Mom doesn't want to see you work so hard."
“With you by my side, I don’t feel tired.” Shen Qingshu hugged Jiang Yuelan. “Mom, as long as you are still here, I will always have a home.”
How could Jiang Yuelan bear to part with her daughter?
She hugged Shen Qingshu, "Okay, Mom won't go anywhere. Mom will stay here and watch over our A-Shu, and our little family."
Shen Qingshu nestled in her mother's arms, her tired body and mind gradually relaxing.
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The next day, Shen Qingshu came out of her room and smelled a fragrance.
Jiang Yuelan came out of the kitchen carrying freshly fried dumplings. When she saw her, she smiled and said, "You're up! Come on, try my mom's fried dumplings while they're hot."
Shen Qingshu smiled, walked over, and sat down at the dining table.
Jiang Yuelan placed the fried dumplings on the dining table and then went into the kitchen to bring out a pot of millet porridge.
"I haven't cooked in five years, so I'm a little rusty." Jiang Yuelan ladled a bowl of millet porridge and placed it in front of Shen Qingshu. "Millet porridge is warming in winter."
"Thank you, Mom." Shen Qingshu felt a warm feeling in her heart as she looked at the familiar breakfast. "Mom, sit down and eat too."
“Okay.” Jiang Yuelan took off her apron and sat down opposite Shen Qingshu.
The mother and daughter ate breakfast together; such moments were both ordinary and heartwarming.
It is what Shen Qingshu longs for.
After finishing breakfast, Shen Qingshu picked up her bag and said, "Mom, I'm going out to run some errands. I'll probably be back around noon."
Jiang Yuelan saw her to the door and suddenly asked, "A-Shu, how is your relationship with Attorney Fu?"
Shen Qingshu paused, then turned to look at her, "Mom, why are you suddenly asking this?"
“I heard that Attorney Fu doesn’t easily take on cases, but five years ago he suddenly stepped forward to defend me, so I was a little curious.”
"He and I..." Shen Qingshu felt guilty, but still pretended to be calm: "We are not very familiar with each other. It was my mentor who introduced us. Lawyer Fu only agreed to help because of my mentor."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuelan nodded, "I see. I was thinking that now that I'm out, we can buy some gifts and go to their home to express our sincere gratitude."
Startled, Shen Qingshu quickly said, "No need!"
Jiang Yuelan asked, puzzled, "Why?"
Shen Qingshu casually made up an excuse: "I've already given a gift, and my mentor said that Attorney Fu doesn't like being disturbed by outsiders."
Jiang Yuelan nodded, "Oh, if that's the case, then forget it."
Upon hearing this, Shen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, bid farewell to Jiang Yuelan, and headed to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
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10:30 a.m.
Shen Qingshu had been waiting at the Civil Affairs Bureau for a full two hours.
Fu Siyan hasn't arrived yet.
She called Fu Siyan three times, but he didn't answer.
Patience was gradually worn down.
Just as she was about to make her fourth call, Fu Siyan called.
She answered immediately, her tone clearly angry: "Fu Siyan, are you coming or not?"
"I'm at the hospital." Fu Siyan's voice was indifferent. "Siyu is throwing a tantrum and wants to see you. I can't coax him. You should come to the hospital first."
"It's 10:30 now. Come over here and we'll complete the divorce procedures..."
Beep beep—
The call was disconnected!
Shen Qingshu was so angry that she could hardly breathe when she heard the busy tone on her phone!
After much deliberation, Shen Qingshu decided to go to the hospital.
Since Fu Siyan isn't coming, she'll go and invite him herself!
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Shen Qingshu knocked on the door outside Fu Siyu's ward.
Soon, the ward door opened from the inside.
Fu Siyan stood inside the door, looked at her, and said calmly, "You've arrived."
Shen Qingshu glanced at him indifferently and did not respond.
Fu Siyan didn't react much to her attitude; he simply raised his dark eyebrows slightly and stepped aside to let her pass.
Shen Qingshu walked into the ward.
On his hospital bed, Fu Siyu covered himself with the blanket.
Fu Siyan closed the door and walked to Shen Qingshu's side. "He wants to drink the porridge you made, and he said you haven't come to see him for two days."
Hearing this, Shen Qingshu sighed helplessly and pulled Fu Siyu's blanket, "Siyu."
Upon hearing Shen Qingshu's voice, Fu Siyu, who was still under the covers, immediately threw off the covers!
"Mom!" Fu Siyu exclaimed with delight, "Mom, you've finally come to see me! I've missed you so much!"
Shen Qingshu leaned closer and hugged him. "I'm sorry, Mom has been a bit busy these past few days."
Fu Siyu let go of her and couldn't wait to make his request: "Mom, I want to drink the porridge you cook, and I also want to eat the braised fish you make!"
Shen Qingshu frowned slightly. "I'm sorry, Siyu, Mommy injured her hand and can't cook for the next couple of days."
Upon hearing this, Fu Siyu's face fell, looking very disappointed: "Ah, what a pity! I thought that when Mom came, I could eat Mom's cooking..."
Shen Qingshu couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
In the past, Fu Siyu would not have reacted this way.
When he heard that she was sick or injured, Fu Siyu would care about her immediately. But now, he only cares about his own unmet needs.
Shen Qingshu looked at Fu Siyu and vaguely realized that the child she had raised for more than five years seemed to have changed a lot in just over a week...
“Siyu hasn’t eaten yet. Since your hand is injured, I’ll have the maid bring the ingredients over. You can teach her from the side.”
Shen Qingshu frowned. She wanted to refuse, but when she thought about how Fu Siyu hadn't eaten all day, she couldn't help but soften her heart.
In the end, we followed Fu Siyan's advice.
About ten minutes later, the Fu family's servants arrived at the ward with the ingredients.
The VIP ward was fully equipped, and the porridge and braised fish were ready in about half an hour.
Although Fu Siyu was still not very happy, he was indeed hungry. With the coaxing of the maid and Shen Qingshu, he ate a small half bowl of white porridge.
"Mom, don't you love eating fish too? Come on, ah~"
Fu Siyu suddenly picked up a piece of fish and held it to Shen Qingshu's lips.
A sudden, pungent fishy smell hit her. Shen Qingshu frowned, her stomach churning. She quickly covered her mouth, turned, and rushed into the bathroom.
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