Chapter 12 Kang Wenbai, are you out of your mind?!
Shen Rong has been having a good time these past few days. Her relationship with Lu Lin has improved; he not only visited her once but also called to check on her.
Of course, he cares about the baby in her belly, but since the baby is now inside her, it's practically the same as him caring about her.
That day, the phone rang again. Shen Rong rushed downstairs and stopped Gui Chun when she saw that Gui Chun was about to answer the phone.
"I'll do it."
She had to pick her up personally; this would help cultivate their relationship and change Lu Lin's opinion of her, letting him know that she had truly reformed. As long as Lu Lin didn't treat her coldly, and they maintained some semblance of affection, even if they divorced in the future, she might still be able to get Lu Lin's protection.
In Shen Rong's view, there are too many benefits to getting along with Lu Lin, and she has to win him over.
"Hello."
A woman's cheerful laughter came from across the room: "Who do you take me for? That 'hey' you used was so sweet and tender."
Shen Rong felt a little embarrassed, realizing she had been a bit pretentious, but she hadn't expected that the person opposite her wasn't Lu Lin.
"Peifang, why are you calling?"
Hu Peifang chuckled: "You weren't waiting for Wenbai's call, were you?"
unlucky!
Shen Rong frowned, her voice hard: "Why bring him up?"
Hu Peifang heard the disdain in her words and laughed: "It seems that the talented Kang still hasn't moved you. You are really cold-hearted. We onlookers are all moved to tears."
Shen Rong was truly confused and didn't understand what she was talking about.
Hu Peifang said, "Didn't you see today's newspaper? Wenbai has caused quite a stir. He even said he'd keep writing until you forgive him. I think it'll take at least two weeks. Don't forgive him easily. Kang Wenbai is indeed a talented man. His love poems are so poignant and moving that they bring tears to the eyes of readers. He said he'd write down everything about how you met, got to know each other, and fell in love. You must know that, right?"
Shen Rong was stunned, as if struck by lightning. She hung up the phone and repeatedly told Gui Chun to bring the newspaper.
She spread out the newspaper, and without even looking, it was indeed as Hu Peifang had said—a huge page.
This poem is indeed well-written. If she weren't the person involved, she would also praise its excellent writing. But now she just wants to curse it as utter rubbish!
What kind of stuff is this? It's disgusting, like dog poop!
Kang Wenbai is really her nemesis. Every time she and Lu Lin have a little bit of a reconciliation, he pops up and disgusts her.
This time, he not only tried to ruin their relationship, he also wanted to make her lose money!
Shen Rong gritted his teeth.
She immediately called the newspaper and quickly found Kang Wenbai.
"Arong, did you see that? I came to find you now, and I knew you hadn't forgotten me."
"Kang Wenbai, are you sick?!" Shen Rong roared, wishing she could reach across the phone line and scratch his face.
He had no grounds to object to Shen Rong posting his love poem, so why did he specifically address it to Ms. Shen?
I'm afraid the whole city is now searching for who this Ms. Shen is.
"Kang Wenbai, I'm warning you, get out of here right now!" Shen Rong berated him.
Kang Wenbai lowered his head, somewhat hurt. He hadn't expected Shen Rong to react so strongly, not because he was moved, but because he felt he had caused her trouble.
"Ah Rong, I won't be discouraged. One day you'll be moved by me," he murmured after Shen Rong hung up the phone.
After scolding someone, Shen Rong started to worry about whether Lu Lin had seen it, what his reaction would be, and whether he would ask her to pay 100,000 yuan in compensation.
Absolutely not. Even if he asks her, she'll deny it to the death.
But he's so busy, maybe he didn't even see the newspaper? He basically doesn't pay attention to those romantic and sentimental sections, so she chose to bury her head in the sand, hoping against hope.
In fact, Shen Rong's guess was correct. The commotion on the first day did not alarm Lu Lin, but Kang Wenbai continued, this time with the muse.
But everyone knows that this muse is probably still the same Ms. Shen. Today's love poem is even more moving, bringing tears to the eyes of even a heartless middle-aged woman.
Feng Qing folded the newspaper and placed it specifically in front of Lu Lin.
"do what?"
Feng Qing clicked her tongue twice, full of admiration: "Lu Lin, you are really as steady as an old dog. I am ashamed of myself. This talented Kang has been writing love poems to your wife in the newspaper for several days in a row. The whole city is hoping that they will rekindle their old love. You have not made a move at all. Are you really not afraid of being poached? I think it won't be long before you get divorced again."
Lu Lin's eyes narrowed, and he looked down at the newspaper.
This is the largest newspaper in Pingcheng, with a daily circulation of nearly 10,000 copies, meaning it's impossible to cover this up now.
"How many days has it been?"
Feng Qing nodded: "This is already the fourth day, you really didn't know!"
He thought Lu Lin didn't care.
Lu Lin's expression was somewhat unpleasant. He himself didn't care, but the newspaper might reach the elders on both sides.
Kang Wenbai did something extremely dishonorable!
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Shen Family
Mrs. Shen looked at the table full of food, sighed and looked worried, which successfully made the father and son unable to eat.
Mr. Shen slammed down his chopsticks, his voice tinged with emotion, startling both mother and son.
"If you're not hungry, you don't have to eat. Why are you acting so strangely?"
Mrs. Shen glanced at her husband and son with dissatisfaction, and actually put down her chopsticks: "I am a woman, so naturally I am not as heartless as you men. You ignore your wives and children and can still eat delicacies without any worries. You are all heartless people. My poor child, I don't even know if she will have enough to eat next. When has she ever lived such a life? If I had known that she would suffer, I should not have had her in the first place!"
She glanced at her husband's expression and cautiously began, "The New Year is almost here, how about we..."
Her father's face darkened, and he interrupted her: "Don't mention that little beast to me. She brought all the suffering on herself."
“You are so heartless. She is still young, what can she know? She still needs us, her parents, to support her. Jia Shi told me that Rongrong has fallen so low that she has to ask for money. There are two bankers in the family, and their daughter is short of money. If word gets out, our relatives and friends will laugh at us.”
Shen's father's sharp gaze was fixed on Shen Jiashi: "Did you give her money?"
Shen Jiashi was wronged and exclaimed, "Dad, the little money you give me every month isn't even enough for my own expenses, where would I get the money to give her?"
The father threatened the mother and son: "It had better be that way. If I find out that either of you is secretly giving her money, don't blame me for turning against you!"
Mrs. Shen exclaimed in disbelief, “Master, how could you be so cruel? That’s our own daughter, she’s our very own eye!”
“But she’s blind. Look at what she’s done; she’s completely disgraced our Shen family ancestors. How dare she even mention the New Year?”
He slapped his face, "I'm too ashamed to go back to the old house, it's shameful, and I'm too ashamed to see the Lu family. How could I have given birth to such a little beast!"
After saying that, he angrily got off the table and went back to his study to sulk.
Mrs. Shen spat, "You old beast, you're just so stubborn!"
Looking up and seeing her son still eating, she was furious. Her thin eyebrows shot up high: "You big beast, still eating? Go check on your father! You're so careless!"
Well! What a bunch of beasts!
She picked up her chopsticks, tapped them on the table, and started eating. What a nuisance! What kind of creatures have they all given birth to? They're all making her miserable.
Shen Jiashi quickly ate a mouthful, and the servant had already asked the kitchen to prepare a bowl of chicken noodle soup and bring it out. He turned to look at his mother.
It seems she knew all along that she would anger her father, and even prepared the noodles in advance.
He shook his head and took it. With his younger sister causing such a commotion, the peaceful days at home were over.
When he came out of the study after comforting his father, he saw that his mother was still eating.
"Mom, don't eat too much, be careful not to get indigestion!"
Mrs. Shen glared angrily: "Do I not even have the freedom to eat now! What use is it to have you? As a son, you don't know how to share your mother's burdens, and as an older brother, you don't know how to support your younger sister."
Shen Jiashi sighed. Fine, he was the family's punching bag. He had just been scolded by his father, and now he was going to be scolded by his mother.
“Mom, I know you want your sister to come home and for her to reconcile with Dad, but this can’t be rushed, and…” He looked up at his mother, then turned around and took out a stack of newspapers from behind his back, about six or seven pages.
"You chose a rather inopportune time today."
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