Sang Feiyu sneered, "Putting aside whether I'm really pregnant or not, both Zhiyuan and I have jobs, and we can still afford to buy new clothes for our first child."
"Take this pile of old clothes back with you."
Chen Ting's expression froze. "Are you saying you're disgusted by my child's old clothes?"
"Xiaoyu, I'm not trying to be mean, but so many people have been eager to get my child's clothes and I haven't been able to give them to them. These are clothes I specially prepared for you, how can you be so picky?"
Sang Feiyu raised her eyebrows slightly, wondering if this person was genuinely stupid or just pretending. If someone doesn't want these old clothes, they can just take them back. Who would advise someone to collect junk?
In this day and age, other people's old clothes are indeed very popular, but if she has the ability to make her own children wear new clothes, why should she wear other people's old clothes?
Moreover, Chen Ting wasn't the kind of person who was kind for no reason. She must have brought this pile of tattered clothes today hoping to ask them for some help.
Once she accepts this pile of old clothes, she will owe Chen Ting a favor.
She must be out of her mind to cause trouble for herself.
"That's not a good way to put it."
Why would I look down on your old clothes?
"I just thought that since you're so generous, why don't you donate these old clothes to people in need?"
“Although we don’t have any great skills, we can still afford to buy new clothes for our child. We can also make several new outfits for our child by buying some fabric. It’s not a big deal.”
"I'm refusing you because I hope you can dedicate your kindness to those in need. We don't need it, and we can't just take advantage of you for nothing, can we?"
Having said everything she needed to say, Sang Feiyu directly dismissed the guests, saying, "Sister-in-law, we need to rest."
"It's nothing, please go back."
Ning Zhiyuan walked over to close the door, but Chen Ting gritted her teeth and blurted out her purpose, "Zhiyuan, it's about the military region's skills competition..."
Before she could finish speaking, Ning Zhiyuan replied, "Sister-in-law, at this crucial moment, let's not talk about the military region's competition in private, lest someone overhears us and it affect my and Ye Chen's assessment."
Upon hearing this, Chen Ting choked on her words, stammering for a long time without being able to utter a single word.
Sang Feiyu walked over and led the person out, saying, "Sister-in-law, go back and rest early."
After she finished speaking, she quickly turned around and came in. The next second, Ning Zhiyuan closed the courtyard gate.
Chen Ting turned pale with anger and stormed back!
Ye Chen was surprised to see her return with a pile of old clothes. "Honey, what are you doing with the kids' old clothes?"
Chen Ting vented her anger on her husband, saying, "I tried to do good but got no reward!"
"I painstakingly searched out so many clothes to give to Ning Zhiyuan and his wife, but they didn't want them and even complained about them!"
"You didn't see Sang Feiyu; he practically had the word 'disdain' written all over his forehead."
Ye Chen suddenly realized, "Wife, Sang Feiyu is a rich girl. She has never lacked food or clothing since she was a child. She is married well now. How could she possibly be willing to let her future children wear other people's old clothes?"
After he finished speaking, he suddenly realized something and exclaimed in surprise, "She's pregnant?"
"Yes, I've tested her, and it seems to be true," Chen Ting said truthfully.
Ye Chen frowned slightly. "I heard from others that Zhiyuan was really poisoned last time, and the situation was quite serious. There are also rumors that he should be going through the discharge procedures in the next few days."
"It's probably not a good thing that Sang Feiyu is pregnant at this time. No wonder they don't welcome you."
Ye Chen looked regretful. Sang Feiyu was such a beautiful girl, and she was going to become a widow so soon.
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