The Tycoon's Mysterious Darling Wife-Chapter 527 - 530. Xi Yao production

Fu Hengyi had just come out of the bathroom when he found Shen Qinglan lying on the bed waiting for him. She was propping up her head with her hand, quietly watching him. Below her pajamas, her fair skin was faintly visible, and Fu Hengyi’s eyes instantly deepened.

He slowly walked to Shen Qinglan’s side and quietly looked at her. Shen Qinglan was in no rush, making eye contact with him until Fu Hengyi couldn’t stand it. He turned over onto the bed and looked into her eyes, "Missed me?" His lips curved slightly, eyes narrowed, exuding an irresistibly charming aura.

Shen Qinglan smiled gently, reached out to wrap her arms around his neck, and pulled him closer with a slight force, "What do you think?"

Fu Hengyi laughed, his laughter echoing in his chest, "I missed you too." Saying this, he leaned down and kissed her red lips.

The long night passed with only the sounds of love under the warm spring mood.

**

Initially, Shen Qinglan planned to stay in the Military Region for a while, but she only stayed for a week before leaving because Wen Xiyao went into labor.

She received the call while Wen Xiyao was being rushed to the hospital; she had gone into labor prematurely.

"Brother, don’t panic, I’m coming right now," Shen Qinglan said before calling Fu Hengyi to inform him of her whereabouts, then took Anan with her and left.

"Mummy, are we going back now?" Anan asked curiously.

Shen Qinglan nodded, "Your aunt is going to have a baby, we’re going back to see the baby."

Anan’s eyes lit up, "Is the little sister coming out?"

Shen Qinglan smiled gently, "How do you know it’s a little sister? What if it’s a little brother?"

Anan seemed definite, "It must be a little sister, I dreamt about it."

Shen Qinglan couldn’t help but laugh, "You like little sisters?"

"Yes, little sisters are cute."

"Why don’t you like little brothers?"

"Little brothers are too noisy. Jingjing says her little brother cries a lot; it’s really bothering."

The topic naturally progressed, so Shen Qinglan asked, "If Daddy and Mummy were to have another child, giving you a little brother or sister, would you like that?" She had wanted to ask Anan this question before but always forgot.

Anan tilted his head, looking at Shen Qinglan, "Can I choose to have only a little sister and not a little brother?"

"But Daddy and Mummy can’t choose whether to have a little brother or a little sister. What if it’s a brother?" Shen Qinglan was somewhat troubled. How come all the men in her family preferred girls?

At those words, Anan furrowed his brow, thought for a moment, and then sighed reluctantly, "Alright, as long as it’s born by Mummy, I will accept it." His little face clearly showed reluctance.

Seeing this, Shen Qinglan, for some reason, thought of the expression Fu Hengyi had when he first saw Anan; it was almost the same. She shook her head with a laugh, "Mummy also hopes to give Anan a little sister."

Anan then looked at Shen Qinglan’s stomach, "So Mummy, is the little sister in your belly now?"

"I don’t know, sweetheart," Shen Qinglan replied softly. Though everything was planned, children were a matter of fate, not something that would happen just because she wanted it.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Shen Qinglan saw Shen Junyu and Chu Yunrong standing outside the delivery room. Old Sir Shen was originally supposed to come, but was stopped by Chu Yunrong; childbirth was a lengthy process, and the old man couldn’t endure the extended wait. It was better for him to wait at home for news.

Shen Junyu paced back and forth outside the delivery room. Hearing Wen Xiyao’s cries inside made him visibly anxious. Compared to him, although Chu Yunrong was nervous, she remained much calmer than her son.

"Why did you bring Anan along?" Chu Yunrong said disapprovingly upon seeing Anan.

"We didn’t have time to go home, so we brought her along. Mom, how long has sister-in-law been inside?"

"It’s only been a little over half an hour, still early."

"Shouldn’t sister-in-law have been hospitalized a couple of days ago? Why was she rushed to the hospital today?" Shen Qinglan was puzzled. Wen Xiyao’s due date was in a few days, and the family had made preparations well in advance, including arranging the doctors and hospital room. Normally, there shouldn’t have been such a rush.

"It’s all your brother’s fault. He complained about the hospital smell, worried that Xi Yao might not be accustomed to it, and insisted on getting admitted the day before the due date. But who knew that Xi Yao would start labor this morning?" Chu Yunrong grew angry as she spoke. If they had admitted her earlier, they wouldn’t have been in such a rush.

"My brother is just too caring for his wife. Mom, stop blaming him. Sister-in-law has been healthy, and her recent pregnancy check-up showed no issues. She won’t have problems with the delivery. By the way, did you call the Wen Family?"

Chu Yunrong slapped her forehead. "Look at my memory. I totally forgot. I’ll call mother-in-law right now." She said, reaching for her phone.

Shen Qinglan looked at his brother’s anxious face and patted his shoulder. "Brother, don’t worry. Sister-in-law will be fine."

How could Shen Junyu not worry? Wen Xiyao was already thirty years old and it was her first child. Plus, considering the postpartum hemorrhage that had happened to Shen Qinglan in the past, he couldn’t help but picture such scenes in his mind.

"Lanlan, I’m scared." His hands were trembling.

Shen Qinglan had never seen his brother like this and softened his voice, "Brother, sister-in-law’s situation isn’t like mine. I was sabotaged during my delivery, but sister-in-law and the baby will be safe."

Shen Junyu nodded vigorously, "Right, right, they will be alright. They will come out safely."

Shen Junyu stared at the delivery room door, unblinking. He wanted to accompany her inside, but Wen Xiyao did not allow it. She firmly disagreed with Shen Junyu being in there. At this moment, even though he was both nervous and scared, he restrained himself from moving.

"Uncle, auntie and my little sister will be alright," Anan told Shen Junyu seriously, her little face earnest.

Shen Junyu looked down at Anan, then suddenly squatted down to hug her. "Right, they will be alright. Our Anan is a little angel, so God will hear what you say."

Anan, like a little adult, patted Shen Junyu’s back. "I dreamt of it, uncle. Auntie had a very pretty sister, so don’t worry."

At her words, Shen Junyu’s face finally showed a hint of a smile and he kissed Anan’s little face. "Thank you, sweetheart."

From the delivery room came Wen Xiyao’s cries, suggesting that the labor pains had officially begun.

"Xi Yao, Xi Yao, how are you feeling, Xi Yao, say something to me." Shen Junyu stood outside the door, banging on it and shouting. Seeing this, Shen Qinglan quickly stepped forward to pull him back. "Brother, you’ll disrupt sister-in-law’s delivery if you keep doing this. Don’t make a fuss here."

"Lanlan, the way sister-in-law is screaming, she must be in terrible pain. I want to know how she is doing—I’m worried about her." Shen Junyu’s forehead began to sweat.

Observing Shen Junyu’s state, Shen Qinglan couldn’t help but think of Fu Hengyi. When she was giving birth, Fu Hengyi’s fear was probably not any less than Shen Junyu’s.

"Ah..." Another cry came from the delivery room. Shen Qinglan accidentally turned her head just to see Anan’s small body shiver. She slightly furrowed her brows and went over to hug Anan. "Don’t be afraid."

"Mama, I’m not afraid."

Shen Qinglan kissed his tender face. "Such a brave child."

Anan’s little face twisted. "Mom, was it like this when you had me?"

Shen Qinglan hadn’t expected him to think of this, but she didn’t avoid the question. She nodded, "Yes, it’s like this for every mom giving birth."

"Then, Mom, did it hurt a lot?"

"It doesn’t hurt anymore, especially seeing you come into this world, I feel extremely blessed. All the pain I’ve gone through is worth it."

Anan hugged Shen Qinglan, leaving a big kiss on her face, "Mommy, I will definitely behave from now on, and I won’t make you angry anymore. Mommy, I love you."

"Mommy loves you too."

"Mommy, you are my treasure." Anan said earnestly, having never witnessed childbirth, he naturally didn’t know how much pain a mother endures as each baby arrives in this world. At that moment, the young child remembered, it was not easy for his mommy to have him.

"You are my treasure too, should we go home now?" Concerned her son might have gotten scared, Shen Qinglan wanted to have the family driver take Anan back.

But Anan shook his head, "I want to stay here with Mommy."

"Mommy doesn’t need your company, why don’t you go keep great-grandfather company? He’s home alone and might be worried."

"Okay." Anan nodded.

Shen Qinglan called the family driver to pick someone up.

Chu Yunrong had already returned, "My in-law is already on her way to the airport, but it will take several hours to arrive; it’s not so quick." Hai City is a three-hour flight from Beijing.

Wen Xiyao’s delivery was a bit of a struggle, labor lasting three to four hours without any progress. Shen Junyu was pacing anxiously. Seeing a doctor come out, he hurriedly grabbed the doctor’s hand, "Doctor, how is my wife doing? Why hasn’t she come out yet?"

"Your wife has a small pelvis while the baby is quite large, she is having some difficulty giving birth."

Hearing the words "difficulty giving birth," Shen Junyu’s face instantly turned pale, "Difficult delivery, doctor, I want the adult saved first, you must save my wife." He was resolute in his plea.

The doctor couldn’t help but smile a little, "It’s not that serious, if worse comes to worst, we will proceed with a cesarean."

"Okay, okay, a cesarean then, let’s do a cesarean now, doctor, we want a cesarean," Shen Junyu hastily said.

"Mr. Shen, please calm down, the patient wants to try to deliver naturally for now, we won’t proceed with the cesarean right away. Don’t worry, if it really becomes necessary, we will opt for a cesarean."

Actually, the doctor wanted to perform a cesarean already, but since Wen Xiyao insisted on natural birth, he could only try it first. However, preparations for a cesarean had to be made just in case she couldn’t deliver naturally and surgery needed to be performed immediately.

"Doctor, tell the patient from me, we choose cesarean, no natural birth," Shen Junyu said, shuddering as he listened to Wen Xiyao’s increasingly loud screams; the images of Shen Qinglan giving birth replayed continuously in his mind.

"I will convey your message, but we will also respect the patient’s wishes," the doctor said and went back in.

Shen Qinglan looked at the distraught Shen Junyu and gently consoled him, "Brother, calm down. Being this uneasy will make sister-in-law even more nervous. Why don’t you sit down?"

Shen Junyu sat down, but hardly five minutes had passed when the Wen Family arrived, including Father Wen, Wen Bingchuan, and Mrs. Wen.

"How is it, has the baby been born yet?" Mrs. Wen asked eagerly.

"Not yet, sister-in-law is having some difficulty, but the situation is still optimistic for now. The doctor and sister-in-law are still doing their best," Shen Qinglan responded.

Hearing this, Father Wen and Mrs. Wen’s held hearts eased slightly, but they didn’t fully calm down and paced anxiously. Influenced by them, even the usually unflustered Shen Qinglan suddenly felt tense.

"Wah, wah, wah." Suddenly, loud cries of a newborn echoed from the delivery room, and Shen Qinglan saw tears instantly stream down Shen Junyu’s face.

"It’s born, it’s born, that’s wonderful, born." Mrs. Wen and Chu Yunrong’s faces were filled with joy, even the usually stern Father Wen was smiling.

"Lanlan, did you hear that? It’s born," Shen Junyu, grabbing Shen Qinglan’s hand, exclaimed excitedly.

Shen Qinglan smiled and nodded, "Yes, she’s born."

The doctor walked out of the delivery room, "Congratulations, mother and daughter are safe."

Shen Junyu’s face finally showed his first smile of the day, "Doctor, how is my wife?"

Listening to this, Mrs. Wen looked at Shen Junyu with great relief. Although the first thing he asked about was the child, she understood. Seeing that his first concern was for his daughter made her, as a mother, very happy.

"Mrs. Shen is fine, she will be out soon. The baby weighs six pounds and eight ounces. Congratulations, Mr. Shen."

"Thank you, thank you. Doctor, you’ve worked hard," Shen Junyu said joyfully, words tumbling out in his excitement.

Wen Xiyao was soon wheeled out. Her hair was completely wet with sweat, and she looked a mess, but in Shen Junyu’s eyes, she was the most beautiful sight. He gazed at Wen Xiyao with a particularly tender look in his eyes, "Wife, you’ve worked hard."

Wen Xiyao was very tired. The childbirth had been quite difficult for her. However, seeing the look in Shen Junyu’s eyes at that moment, she felt it was all worth it, "You’ve worked hard too." She noticed the sweat-soaked collar of Shen Junyu’s shirt, realizing that he must have also had a tough time outside.

"Junyu, I’m very tired now, I want to sleep for a bit," Wen Xiyao said wearily.

"Alright, alright, you sleep. I’ll stay right here with you," Shen Junyu responded softly.

Wen Xiyao was wheeled into the hospital room, and Shen Junyu followed closely, staying by her bed without moving away.

Shen Qinglan went to see Wen Xiyao first, then joined Mrs. Wen to see the little princess of the Shen family.

"This child is really beautiful," Mrs. Wen said with a face full of affection. Actually, the baby’s skin was wrinkly and red all over, looking like a little monkey, hardly what one would call beautiful, but in their eyes, every part of this child was beautiful.

Shen Qinglan smiled slightly, "Indeed, very beautiful."

Knowing his niece was born, Anan, who insisted on coming to the hospital, was brought by Shen Qinglan when she went home to change clothes.

"Uncle, where is my little sister?" Anan asked Shen Junyu the moment he saw him.

Shen Junyu was talking to the now-awake Wen Xiyao and smiled upon hearing this, "Your sister is having a check-up right now and will be back soon."

Hearing this, Anan walked over to Wen Xiyao, "Aunt, are you still in pain?"

Wen Xiyao smiled gently and shook her head, "It doesn’t hurt anymore." In reality, it still hurt, but compared to the pain during childbirth, this was nothing.

"Aunt, you are really great."

Wen Xiyao reached out and touched his head, "Who taught you to say that?"

"My daddy said it. Every mom is a great person."

"Your dad is right. Every mom is a great person, so you must be nicer to your mom in the future."

Anan nodded earnestly, "Mm, I will. I’ll tell my little sister too, to be nice to you, aunt."

Wen Xiyao laughed and then spoke to Shen Qinglan who came in afterward, "Qinglan, your son is truly a little gentleman."

Shen Qinglan smiled softly and glanced affectionately at his son, "Sister-in-law, how are you feeling?"

"Not too bad. I exercise regularly, so I’m generally in good health." It was because she knew her own body’s condition well that Wen Xiyao had dared to insist on a natural birth, knowing she could endure it.

"Where’s the baby?" Shen Qinglan asked the same question as Anan.

"The doctor took her for a physical examination," Shen Junyu said, and just then, the doctor came in with the baby.

Anan walked over first, "Doctor Auntie, I want to see my little sister."

The doctor didn’t dare hand the baby to him, Shen Qinglan took her instead, "Give her to me."

"Doctor, is the baby’s health okay?" Wen Xiyao asked concernedly.

The doctor smiled, "Very healthy."

Anan tugged at Shen Qinglan’s pant leg, "Mommy, I want to see my little sister."

Shen Qinglan sat down on a nearby sofa, "Come and look."

Anan stretched his neck to look at the baby in Shen Qinglan’s arms, but after getting a good look, he frowned, "Mommy, why isn’t my sister pretty at all?"

Shen Qinglan couldn’t help but laugh, "You looked the same when you were born, and you’ll look better as you grow up. Wasn’t it the same when Baby Guoguo was born?"

Anan embarrassedly touched his head, "I forgot about that, so will my sister be as pretty as Aunt when she grows up?"

"Of course."

"Mommy, can I touch her?" Anan asked eagerly.

Shen Qinglan nodded, "You can, but you have to be gentle. Your sister is sleeping, and you can’t wake her up."

"Uh-huh, I’ll be very gentle," Anan said, carefully reaching out and touching the baby’s face, a wide smile appearing on his face, "Mommy, my sister’s face is so smooth, just like jelly."

"You were the same when you were born," Shen Qinglan said with a laugh.

"Mommy, actually, if you look closely, my sister is quite pretty, not ugly at all," Anan said with a beaming smile, showing his eight little white teeth.

Shen Qinglan just smiled.

"Mommy, can I take a photo with my sister?"

"You should ask your uncle and aunt about that."

Hearing this, Anan immediately ran to Shen Junyu’s side, "Uncle, can I take a photo with my little sister? I want to show Jingjing my sister."

Shen Junyu raised an eyebrow, "Who is Jingjing?"

"Jingjing is my girlfriend, she’s very pretty."

Shen Junyu was surprised, "You already have a girlfriend?"

"Uncle, I’m already four years old," Anan said, holding up four fingers.

"Anan, weren’t you wanting to take a photo with your sister?" To preempt any more ground-breaking declarations from her son, Shen Qinglan quickly changed the subject.

"Oh right, uncle, could you help me take a photo with my sister?"

Shen Junyu smiled as he stood up, "Of course you can."

Shen Qinglan was holding the child, with Anan standing by her side, watching the baby and making a scissor hand gesture.

"Uncle, take one more picture," Anan requested.

Shen Junyu complied and kept taking pictures of Anan until he had taken more than a dozen before stopping, "Uncle, which one looks the best? Which one makes me look the coolest?"

Anan scrolled through the photos on the phone and asked Shen Junyu, while Shen Qinglan had already handed the child over to Wen Xiyao and was whispering with her, yet she kept an ear out for the noise from Anan’s side, seeing Anan starting to act vain again, she shook her head helplessly; neither she nor Fu Hengyi were vain people, Anan must have gotten that from someone else.

"It’s just like you," Chu Yunrong, who was nearby, heard Shen Qinglan’s mutter and casually said, "When you were little, you were even more vain than Anan, fussing every day about what clothes to wear, what hairstyle to have, and even how to match the shoes with the clothes, and demanding retakes if the photo posture wasn’t appealing."

Wen Xiyao was surprised to learn that Shen Qinglan had such a personality as a child, looking at Shen Qinglan with eyes full of laughter.

Shen Qinglan looked at Chu Yunrong skeptically, "Mom, you’re not talking about me, are you?"

"How could it not be you? I remember your affairs very clearly," Chu Yunrong said, "I still remember, once in kindergarten there was a cultural performance, and you were going to perform a dance. You got up at six in the morning, pulling me to help choose your outfit, and after an hour you still hadn’t decided; you either disliked the color or weren’t satisfied with the style. It was so exhausting."

"What happened next?" Wen Xiyao listened with relish while Shen Qinglan kept a calm face as if the person Chu Yunrong was talking about wasn’t her, but her ears turned red.

"Eventually, Hengyi arrived and chose a light blue princess dress for you, and then you finally settled down."

Shen Qinglan was surprised that such a thing had happened; she had never heard Fu Hengyi mention it.

"Qinglan knew Hengyi from childhood?" asked Wen Xiyao, and before she could stop herself, she laughed, realizing the absurdity of her question—of course they knew each other, the Fu and Shen families had been friends for generations, Shen Junyu and Fu Hengyi grew up together, how could they not know each other.

"Of course, they knew each other. Whenever Hengyi had time, he would come to our home. Qinglan liked following behind Hengyi and Junyu, always calling them ’brother, brother,’" Chu Yunrong related a few anecdotes from Shen Qinglan’s childhood. She remembered them very clearly, even the small details. Shen Qinglan didn’t interrupt her, quietly listening to the tales of her and Fu Hengyi’s childhood.

At some point, Shen Junyu also stopped interacting with Anan and sat there quietly listening to Chu Yunrong’s stories. There were some he remembered, others he had forgotten.

"I still remember that when Lanlan was little, her favorite ’big brother’ was Hengyi; she would neglect me, her own brother, if Hengyi was around," Shen Junyu joined in with a laugh.

At these words, Shen Qinglan glared at her brother. Was he really going to embarrass her like that?

Shen Junyu was unperturbed, looking at Shen Qinglan with indulgent eyes— who would have thought that his little sister had grown up and had such a deep connection with Fu Hengyi.

"Grandma, my mom could dance when she was a child?" Anan had also heard the anecdotes, although his focus was different from others.

Chu Yunrong smiled gently, "Not only could your mom dance, but she was also capable of many things—singing, playing the piano, playing chess, she could do it all." Shen Qinglan was interested in many things as a child and wanted to learn everything. Chu Yunrong also wanted to cultivate her daughter’s interests, hiring teachers for whatever she wanted to learn. Except for the piano, which she taught personally, other subjects were taught by various experts. She never expected her daughter to be a polymath but hoped that Shen Qinglan would pick one favorite activity to focus on deeply while treating the rest as hobbies.

"Wow, my mom is so cool," Anan looked at Shen Qinglan with admiration.

Actually, Anan was learning quite a lot now, even more than what Shen Qinglan did at his age, which is why Shen Qinglan, worrying that her son might become overtired, had taken half a month off to take him to the military region to relax.

"Daughter-in-law, I will go buy some fruit for you," Shen Qinglan finally couldn’t sit still any longer and stood up to say.

"Qinglan, there are plenty of fruits here," said Wen Xiyao. Many people had come to see her in the hospital, and the room was filled with fruits; there was no need to buy more, but Shen Qinglan had already left.

"Uncle, is my mom feeling shy?" Anan looked up at Shen Junyu, his big eyes blinking curiously.

Shen Junyu chuckled, "Yes, your mom is feeling shy."

Shen Qinglan walked down to the hospital lobby, and of course, she was not really going to buy fruits. She found a bench, sat down, and pondered the anecdotes Chu Yunrong had shared about her childhood with Fu Hengyi. After a long time, she still couldn’t recall them in her memory, frowning in frustration and feeling a bit of regret.

Mrs. Wen had been slightly worried that her daughter Wen Xiyao’s first child being a girl might not be well-received by her in-laws, although the Shen Family wasn’t the type to favor boys over girls, even showing great affection for their daughter Shen Qinglan. But this premise held because Shen Qinglan was the youngest daughter.

And Beibei was Shen Junyu’s first child, also the first great-granddaughter of the Shen Family, in a large family that valued lineage continuation.

Fortunately, even Old Sir Shen showed no displeasure when he saw Beibei without a smile on his eyes; Mrs. Wen finally felt relieved.

The birth of little Princess Beibei of the Shen Family was definitely a big deal. Shen Junyu even gave out red envelopes to everyone in the company and set up a charity fund in his daughter’s name, truly celebrating the event grandly. This also showed how much Shen Junyu loved his daughter.

Wen Xiyao’s health recovered well, and she returned to stay at the Shen Family Mansion for her postpartum care after a week in the hospital.

When Fu Hengyi came to visit, watching the children, Shen Qinglan noticed the envy in his eyes and sympathetically glanced at her own son, Anan, guessing her husband would probably start disliking him again.

Fu Hengyi just felt a bit suffocated; all his friends had daughters, and he was the only one with a son. Sigh.

He sighed and looked disdainfully at his son, who was staring intently at his sister, wondering if it was still possible to exchange.

Shen Qinglan caught this scene and glanced at her stomach, thinking it was almost time, just another week before she could take an early pregnancy test, hoping to conceive this time.

For this attempt, she had even kept Fu Hengyi in the dark while conditioning her body for a while, aiming to get her health in the best shape to succeed in one go; fooling him once was manageable, twice would be tough. If this didn’t work, who knew when the next chance would be?

"Daddy, when are you and Mommy going to give me a little sister?" Anan finally had enough of looking at the baby and ran to hug his father’s leg.

Fu Hengyi looked down at his son, "Why do you want a little sister?"

"Mommy said she would give me a little sister."

Not far away, Shen Qinglan heard this and her face fell; wasn’t it said that a mother is the most loved? Her own son just betrayed her?

Fu Hengyi looked at Shen Qinglan with a smile yet not smiling, and Shen Qinglan calmly met his gaze, determined to have a daughter, what about it?

Fu Hengyi was full of resignation; it had been four years, and Shen Qinglan hadn’t given up on the idea yet. He wondered if he should really consider getting a procedure done to completely put an end to her hopes.

Thinking this, Fu Hengyi lost his envious mood and started thinking about which upcoming day would be suitable to secretly get the surgery done at the hospital.

**

Anan had Shen Qinglan develop some photos for him; he wanted to show them to Jingjing at the kindergarten.

"Jingjing, look, this is my little sister, isn’t she cute?" Anan showed the photo to Jingjing.

Jingjing frowned, a look of disdain on her face, "Not pretty, she looks like an old man."

Anan was upset, "My mom said, all newborns look like this, she’ll be pretty when she grows up, you must have looked the same when you were little."

"That’s not true, I was pretty when I was little, I wasn’t this ugly." 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

"You were ugly too; all kids are, my mom said so." Anan stood firm in his belief.

"No, no, I wasn’t ugly." Jingjing objected to Anan calling her ugly.

"Jingjing, you need to face reality, being ugly as a child doesn’t matter, what counts is that you’re pretty now." Anan consoled Jingjing like a little adult.

But Jingjing didn’t feel consoled at all; she just remembered Anan calling her ugly, "Humph, stinky Anan, I will never speak to you again." Jingjing turned her back, ignoring whatever Anan said to her.

In the evening, Shen Qinglan came to pick up her son and saw Anan looking a bit down, she couldn’t help but ask, "Anan, what’s wrong?" Normally, the child liked to talk to her about things that happened in kindergarten, but today he was unusually silent.

"Mommy, Jingjing is ignoring me. She said she doesn’t want to be my girlfriend anymore." Anan sighed.

Shen Qinglan raised her eyebrows, "Oh? Why is that?"

"Today I showed her a photo of my sister, and she said my sister was ugly. I then said she was just as ugly when she was little, and she got angry."

Upon hearing this, Shen Qinglan chuckled, Silly son, you tell the girl she was ugly, how could she not get angry?

"Jingjing is so pretty, how can you say she was ugly?"

"But that was when she was little. I didn’t say she is ugly now. Why would she be angry? Wasn’t I telling the truth?"

Shen Qinglan was exasperated. Normally, you’re so sweet-talking, charming the uncles, aunts, grandparents, making them all smiles. How come you are so clueless this time?

"Anan, girls need to be treated with care. Even if someone is not very good-looking, you shouldn’t say they are ugly. That could hurt their feelings, understand?"

Anan sighed, "Sigh, you girls really are troublesome, always needing someone to pamper you."

Shen Qinglan watched him amusedly, "Do you still want a sister? Or would a brother be better?"

But Anan shook his head, "A brother wouldn’t be good, sisters are better. Even though sisters are girls and need pampering, but sisters are obedient and pretty."

Just like Auntie’s daughter Guoguo, she is so cute and well-behaved, just perfect.

"Mommy, when will you have a sister?" Ever since Shen Qinglan had mentioned having a sister, Anan had been fixated on the idea, even though he already had two step-sisters. But those sisters weren’t born from his mom, they weren’t his real sisters. He wanted a sister born from his mom.

"Mommy, if you have a sister, I will help you take care of her, so it won’t be so hard on you."

Shen Qinglan ruffled her son’s hair, "Okay, Mommy will definitely have a sister for you." She glanced at her flat stomach; she would go to the hospital for a check-up in a few days.

However, she estimated the likelihood of being pregnant was high, although she didn’t have symptoms like sleepiness, her period was significantly late. But she wasn’t sure, as last time it was the same and it turned out just to be an irregular cycle.

The next day, when Anan went to school, he purposefully put several milk candies in his bag. At kindergarten, upon seeing Jingjing, he immediately offered her a candy, "Jingjing, this is a milk candy my uncle bought for me from abroad. It’s really tasty, please have one."

Jingjing ignored him.

"Jingjing, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have called you ugly yesterday. Actually, you’re not ugly at all, you are very pretty, just like Guoguo."

"Do you really think I’m pretty?"

Anan nodded, "While I think my mom is the prettiest girl in the world, you are the second prettiest."

Jingjing smiled, "Then I won’t be mad at you anymore." She took a candy, "Is it really tasty?"

"Of course, everything my uncle buys is tasty. I really like it, but my mom says if I eat too much, it will cause cavities, so Jingjing, you can’t eat too many either. You should only have one a day." He gave her all the candies but didn’t forget to caution her.

"My mom says getting a cavity can be really painful, so you definitely can’t eat too many."

Jingjing had suffered from cavities before, so she naturally understood, nodded, "Mm-hmm, I won’t eat too many, just one." She unwrapped a candy and put it in her mouth, "It’s really, really tasty, Anan, thank you."

Anan grinned, "You’re welcome." Just like that, the two little ones who had quarreled the day before were now as good friends as ever.