Shen Yu went straight to the back courtyard. Under the huge European-style parasol, Mrs. Shen was quietly sitting on the fabric sofa, enjoying tea. Her posture was elegant, noble, and impeccable.
Shen Yu walked over and stood in front of Mrs. Shen, his voice cold: "Mom, what did you say to her?"
Mrs. Shen's elegant smile froze slightly, and she said with some displeasure, "Is this how you talk to your mother?"
Shen Yu ignored her and did not sit down as she wished. His eyes were cold and sharp, and his words were somewhat impolite: "I thought I had made myself very clear. I will not get a divorce. If you need anything, just come to me. Don't provoke her. She knows nothing."
Mrs. Shen listened with a furrowed brow before realizing what he was talking about. She narrowed her eyes and said, "You think I'm forcing her to divorce you?"
"Otherwise what?"
"Ah Yu!"
Shen Yu's question made Mrs. Shen frown deeply: "Don't think of your mother as such a bad person! I'm not the kind of vicious mother-in-law in TV dramas! If I really didn't want her to come into the family, I should have stopped it when you got married. Why wait until now?"
Shen Yu didn't speak, but his icy eyes were clearly filled with disbelief.
Mrs. Shen knew that her previous incident had aroused his suspicion, and she also knew that her son was stubborn and wouldn't believe her unless she gave a reasonable explanation.
She could only sigh and soften her tone: "I didn't tell you to get a divorce, I just reminded her that she can start preparing for having a child. You like her so much, you must want a child of your own, right?"
Shen Yu was not swayed by Mrs. Shen's tenderness; instead, his gaze grew even colder.
"Is this what Dad meant?"
"Can't it be my idea?" Mrs. Shen complained. "Since your grandfather likes her so much, once there's a child, I'm sure he'll..."
“Mom,” Shen Yu interrupted her, “I don’t know what news you received that made you suddenly change your attitude towards her, but it doesn’t matter anymore. I just want to reiterate once again that Jing Weiyang is my wife, and no one but us has the right to decide our marriage. I just want her to be happy, and if anyone makes her unhappy, I won’t be polite.”
Mrs. Shen couldn't help but raise her voice, "Who do you think I'm doing this for?!"
Shen Yu did not answer her, but only said one sentence: "We will have children, but not for any inheritance rights."
Mrs. Shen was so angry she could hardly speak. How could she not know that she had given birth to a love-struck child?
What's so great about Jing Weiyang? How could she be so arrogant that her son would say such things?
Not for the sake of inheritance rights?
Heh, this is interesting.
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In the evening, after dinner, despite the old man's persistent pleading, Mr. and Mrs. Shen chose to leave.
Madam Shen also left early in the afternoon.
Throughout the afternoon, Shen Yu tried to speak to Jing Weiyang several times, but she avoided him each time.
I thought we could have a proper conversation once we got in the car, but she closed her eyes and said, "I'm a little sleepy, wake me up when we get there," and then kept her eyes tightly shut, pretending to be dead and continuing to play the "turtle."
Shen Yu was both annoyed and amused, so he could only let her off the hook for now and deal with the backlog of work from the weekend.
"You keep an eye on Director Ling Feng..."
As soon as the car arrived at Yijing Shengyuan, Shen Yu was on the phone with Chu Heng when his wife, who had been "sleeping soundly the whole way," suddenly got up, opened the door, and got out of the car. He was stunned for a moment before he remembered that he was still on the phone.
"It's okay, just keep listening..."
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