Ye Shu felt a wave of shame. The first time she met the real head of the Sheng Family, she was scolded, and the days ahead looked to be difficult.
Sheng Shaochen whispered, "Didn’t you see the gift box in the living room?"
The gift box? Ye Shu suddenly remembered. Before leaving the house, she indeed saw a beautifully wrapped gift box on the living room coffee table, but because she had overslept and feared being late and upsetting him, she hadn’t had time to look at it. Only now did she realize that Mr. Sheng had prepared it for her, to give to the Old Lady as a birthday present.
Everyone thought Ye Shu was in trouble now. No one could fathom Old Madam Sheng’s temper. Attending her birthday banquet without bringing a gift—it was unimaginable what punishment she might incur.
And Han Ruixin, standing to one side, seemed to see a glimmer of victory in her eyes.
"Grandma, actually, I have prepared your birthday gift..." Ye Shu said, realising Old Lady’s eyes were fixed on her intently, which sent a shiver down her spine.
The palms of her hands began to sweat, feeling sticky and uncomfortable, so she subconsciously placed her hands on her stomach and gently wiped them, attempting to dry her sweaty palms.
"Don’t move!" The Old Lady suddenly grabbed Ye Shu’s hand, overjoyed, she exclaimed, "My goodness, you’re pregnant!?"
"Ah?" Ye Shu was startled by the Old Lady’s sudden shout, and tried to explain, "I’m not—"
Ye Shu wanted to say she wasn’t, but before she could finish, Shaochen beside her took over, "That’s right! Grandma, this gift, are you satisfied?"
Upon hearing this, Han Ruixin’s face changed drastically, her body shivering slightly from anger!
"Blessings of the ancestors, blessings of the ancestors, our Sheng Family will have a successor, Amitabha, Amitabha!" After making a few gestures of gratitude towards heaven, the Old Lady suddenly stood up, took Ye Shu’s face in her hands, and kissed her wildly!
Although the Old Lady was already seventy years old, her saliva was too much to handle. Ye Shu did not dare to push her away directly, so she instinctively turned her face to look at Shaochen, hoping he would come to her rescue.
But she discovered that he was pretending not to see, leaving her no choice but to fend for herself.
Suddenly, Ye Shu let out a low cry, "Ouch, my stomach hurts..."
This trick really worked!
The Old Lady, scared to kiss Ye Shu further, looked at her anxiously, "Where does it hurt?"
Eh? Ye Shu had no choice but to say, "Probably just ate something bad, it should be nothing..."
"What do you mean it should be nothing, what you’re carrying is the Sheng Family’s treasure. Don’t stand, sit down quickly." The Old Lady said, helping Ye Shu sit on a bench while turning to Han Ruixin, "You... what was your name again?"
Han Ruixin quickly replied, "Grandma, my name is Han Ruixin."
"Right, right, Ruxin. Grandma sees that you have deft hands, come here, give my granddaughter-in-law a shoulder rub and a leg massage," the Old Lady commanded.
"Oh..." Han Ruixin murmured in a low voice, her face instantly turning as white as a sheet, struggling to suppress the resentment building within, her eyes teeming with tears as she looked towards Shaochen.
However, at this moment, Shaochen only had eyes for Ye Shu; he simply could not bother with her.
Seeing Han Ruixin’s hands hesitantly reach towards her shoulders, Ye Shu wanted to refuse, but ultimately, she let Han Ruixin give her a massage.
She had to make Han Ruixin understand clearly, if she continued to foolishly hope to compete for her man, her only fate would be humiliation.