Chapter 760: Damn! My dad’s business partner…
Zhai Ling settled down there and even asked the driver to deliver her luggage to the villa.
With one more person in the restaurant, it was no longer the world of two that Song Shiyue had expected.
Zhai Ling sat beside Lin Yuan with dignity.
There was a loving light in her gentle eyes: "Xiao Yuan! You are pregnant now, you should eat more."
"Try the sweet and sour pork ribs I made. I made it a little more sour. I think you'll like it."
Zhai Ling placed sweet and sour pork ribs on Lin Yuan's plate and looked at him expectantly.
Lin Yuan took a bite and found it tasted exceptionally good.
"Auntie, your cooking is so delicious."
"You and Shi Yue are already married. Can you please call me mom instead of aunt?"
Zhai Ling changed from her previous strong personality to become gentle and kind.
Lin Yuan had a softer personality and was very kind. He didn't reject Zhai Ling and obediently called out, "Mom!"
Zhai Ling had prepared herself for rejection, but she didn't expect to get what she wanted.
She was so excited that tears fell: "Xiao Yuan, thank you for calling me mom. I was wrong in the past. I am so happy that you can forgive me."
Lin Yuan considerately handed Zhai Ling a tissue: "Mom, please don't cry!"
He also picked up some sweet and sour pork ribs for Zhai Ling: "Mom, you should try it too, it's really delicious."
"Shi Yue also liked the dishes I cooked before."
Zhai Ling wiped away her tears and said, "But I haven't cooked for him in a long time. I haven't been in the kitchen since I returned to the Song family."
She raised her well-maintained hands, but a mocking smile appeared on her lips: "Song Guoyang said that he doesn't like women to smell of oil smoke, so I listened to him and became a well-maintained, exquisite and elegant woman."
"Many people say I'm beautiful, and Song Guoyang also likes my face, but what's the point? This extravagant attire blocks out family affection and creates a distance between Shi Yue and me."
Zhai Ling has lived through hard times for too long, and she has a paranoid obsession with power and status.
She wanted to live a good life, so she worked hard to climb up and seize any opportunity.
She succeeded, but this road was too difficult and she gave up a lot along the way, including care and companionship for her son.
"I'm sorry to Shi Yue. I owe him a lot."
Zhai Ling held Lin Yuan's hand and said, "Xiao Yuan, I will take good care of you from now on and treat you as my own son."
Song Shiyue couldn't stand it any longer: "You owe me, why are you taking care of Lin Yuan? I'm taking care of my wife, you don't need to worry about her."
"Isn't Xiao Yuan the person you care about the most? Isn't it my responsibility to take good care of him?"
Zhai Ling said confidently, "Don't you think I shouldn't be nice to him?"
"Please stop acting. I'm tired of watching you."
Song Shiyue couldn't stand Zhai Ling's transformation. "Go back and be the wife of the Song family. Don't interfere with Lin Yuan and me anymore..."
Before the last syllable fell, Zhai Ling burst into tears. "Shi Yue, I know I owe you a lot, and I know you hate me, but I'm your mother! Right now, your father is half-dead in the hospital, and he could pass away at any moment. He wasn't much good to me when he was alive, but at least he's still here. If he's gone and you don't want me anymore, I'll be all alone."
Song Shiyue hummed in his heart.
Act! Keep acting!
Zhai Ling cried so sadly that her eye makeup was smudged.
Lin Yuan was frantically handing her a tissue: "Mom, don't cry! Song Shiyue didn't mean that. You can live with us from now on, and you can help us take care of the baby."
"Lin Yuan!" Song Shiyue said excitedly, "How could you keep her here? She's just pretending to be pitiful to gain sympathy."
Zhai Ling glanced at him and said, "Do I need to pretend? Am I not pitiful enough now? Your father is dying, and you don't want me anymore. Won't I be alone in the future?"
Song Shiyue: "You can live alone. If that doesn't work, I'll buy you a villa. Can you please stop interfering with Xiao Yuan and me?"
Zhai Ling lowered her head: "I know, you are annoying me."
Lin Yuan pushed Song Shiyue and said, "Talk to your mother properly."
"I...she..."
Song Shiyue's chest was heaving, and he felt so aggrieved that he couldn't express it.
It’s true that whoever cries first is right!
"Old people are indeed annoying. I know my son hates me. But Xiao Yuan needs someone to take care of him now. I will leave after he has the baby and is a hundred days old. I will go to a nursing home."
Zhai Ling shed tears silently, and her pitiful appearance was extremely deceptive.
Song Shiyue was so angry that his heart ached: "You are only in your forties, which nursing home will accept you?"
"I'm so young! You already despise me at my age, so what's the point of me living?"
Zhai Ling cried even harder.
Song Shiyue had a splitting headache. He waved his hands and said, "Alright! I'm afraid of you, you can stay here! You don't care about my life or death, and live here... If you consider that your son just got married and hasn't lived in his own world yet, you wouldn't make such a fuss."
"Xiao Yuan is pregnant, and you can't have a life of your own if I don't come."
Zhai Ling wiped away her tears and picked up some food for Lin Yuan. "Xiao Yuan, eat your food! Leave him alone. He's really being unreasonable."
"Me! I'm being unreasonable? I..."
A piece of sweet and sour pork ribs was stuffed into Song Shiyue's mouth.
Lin Yuan stroked his hair: "Hubby, eat! Don't quarrel with Mom."
In order to calm Song Shiyue down, Lin Yuan picked up some food for him and almost fed it into his mouth.
"Song Shiyue, don't always order Xiao Yuan around. She's pregnant."
Zhai Ling began to reprimand Song Shiyue: "Eat by yourself! Remember to wash the dishes after eating. Xiao Yuan and I have other things to do and don't have time to eat with you here."
Zhai Ling took Lin Yuan's arm and said, "Xiao Yuan, I opened a children's clothing studio and found several designers. They will come over with the patterns soon. You can choose one and make ready-made clothes for our baby first."
"Mom, the baby is still too young. Isn't it too early to make clothes?"
"Not yet! The finished garments still need to be considered in terms of specific style and fabrics... They have to go through rigorous screening, and who knows how many revisions they'll have to go through before they're finally worn by babies."
“…”
Lin Yuan thought it was too exaggerated.
But Zhai Ling thinks this is normal: "My friend built a small castle at home to welcome her granddaughter and hired a well-known designer to design a princess dress."
Lin Yuan: "!!!"
I don't understand the world of you rich people.
Song Shiyue came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes.
I found Zhai Ling and Lin Yuan still chatting in the living room.
He had never seen Zhai Ling so kind and gentle. Even during the days when they depended on each other, Zhai Ling had never treated him like this.
The daughter-in-law is more attractive than the son!
Song Shiyue was happy to see that his mother and wife had a good relationship.
But Zhai Ling's current behavior has seriously affected his happy life.
Especially today, he had no way to vent the impulses in his body and felt like he was suffocating.
"Wife, isn't it time to rest?"
Song Shiyue was looking forward to some time alone with Lin Yuan and was eager to take him back to his room.
Return to their own space so he can hug his lover to his heart's content.
"Shi Yue, Chu Yanpeng called you just now and said he wanted to ask you out."
Zhai Ling pointed at the phone that Song Shiyue had placed on the coffee table: "I've sent you the bar's location, so hurry up and go to the appointment!"
"I...when did I say I was going to go on a date? How could you just accept an invitation on my behalf?"
"I agreed." Lin Yuan's timid voice came over: "Mr. Chu told you to go, and I... I agreed. Husband, don't be angry!"
Song Shiyue's expression changed drastically in an instant, from a ferocious look to a full smile: "How can I be angry! This is a good call, I will go to the appointment now. But I have one condition, you have to accompany me upstairs to change clothes."
Lin Yuan followed Song Shiyue back to the room.
As soon as he entered the door, he was picked up and pressed against the wall. Before Lin Yuan could react, Song Shiyue's hot lips were imprinted on his soft lips.
"Wife, I miss you so much!"
Song Shiyue kissed Lin Yuan deeply and passionately, absorbing his breath and sweetness.
Lin Yuan hugged his neck, his eyes misty: "I miss you too!"
"Then why did you let my mother live in here?"
"Mom said she was staying here temporarily. She also said she wouldn't interfere with our lives."
"She's already interfered today."
"She won't be staying here long."
Lin Yuan held Song Shiyue's hand, pulled him into the cloakroom, and found him a set of clothes: "Wear this! It's decent, not too fancy. This way I can feel at ease when you go out."
Song Shiyue put his arm around his waist: "Then come with me! Keep an eye on me at all times."
"I still have to accompany my mother to meet the designer, you go quickly! Don't let Mr. Chu wait anxiously."
Lin Yuan helped Song Shiyue change his clothes and walked him to the door of the villa.
Song Shiyue drove to the bar,
I saw Chu Yanpeng sitting alone in the private room, drinking.
"Why are you alone?"
Song Shiyue was puzzled: "I thought you asked me to come out for a party, why didn't you come to my house to talk if you had something to say?"
“I don’t dare go anywhere else.”
Chu Yanpeng walked over, closed the door, and locked it from the inside.
Song Shiyue saw that he was on guard, with surprise in his eyes: "What's going on with you? Did you do something wrong?"
"Something really happened!"
Chu Yanpeng grabbed his arm and asked, "Are you in charge of your family's hotel in Lingang District?"
"Lingang District...which hotel?"
Song Shiyue's family has many businesses, and he couldn't think of which hotel it was.
Chu Yanpeng opened his phone and asked him to look at the map: "This is the hotel. You should be in charge of it, right?"
"Song Fei was in charge before, but now it's all transferred to me. What happened to this hotel?"
"If anyone checks the surveillance in the next two days, no matter who it is, don't agree and just say the surveillance is broken."
"Fuck! Chu Yanpeng, you didn't do anything shameful in my hotel, did you?"
Chu Yanpeng's eyes became evasive.
He looked away, pursed his lips and said nothing.
Song Shiyue knew he was right when he saw his expression: "Tell me clearly, what did you do? Selling drugs? Or killing someone?"
"I didn't do anything illegal. I just... slept with my dad's business partner."
If he had simply slept with a man, Chu Yanpeng would not be so panicked and scared. The main reason was that the man was on close terms with his father, and he usually called him uncle.
The author has something to say:
I don’t think I’ve ever written about uncles, um…it won’t be much older!
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