Chapter 813: Chapter 813: No One Believes the Truth_1
Qiao Xiaomai and Tong Sanlang were making a toy cart for children, every single part was finely crafted, requiring careful sanding.
When they heard the courtyard gate of the warehouse creak, Qiao Xiaomai asked Qiao Dami, who was watching nearby, to open the door.
Qiao Dami stomped over, swung open the door, and discovered it was Tong Erlang. He immediately turned around and ran back.
He didn’t like people from the Tong Family.
Seeing Qiao Dami bolt upon noticing him, Tong Erlang felt somewhat helpless. His gaze drifted into the courtyard and spotted Tong Sanlang doing carpentry work. Touching his nose, he stepped forward, “Sanlang.”
Tong Sanlang had seen him the moment the door opened, then he stopped his work and stood up, “Second Brother, what brings you here?”
Tong Erlang, scratching his head in slight embarrassment, spoke with a bit of uncertainty, “Grandfather brought back some Dried Sweet Potato Mooncake last night, Xiaoyun ate it, didn’t throw up, so I came over…”
“Didn’t throw up?” Tong Sanlang interrupted him, surprise etched on his handsome face, “Second Sister-in-law ate the Dried Sweet Potatoes and Mooncake without throwing up?”
“Didn’t throw up! She didn’t throw up last night or this morning!” Tong Erlang nodded emphatically.
Upon hearing this, Tong Sanlang looked towards Qiao Xiaomai, who was sitting nearby.
Qiao Xiaomai sat with legs crossed and arms folded across her chest, upon hearing this she let out a light huff, “The Dried Sweet Potatoes I made don’t have the effect of curing morning sickness. To me, it seems most likely that the previous morning sickness was all an act.”
Zhu Hongyun was already worthless in her eyes. Her Spiritual Spring water had no effect, but now that Zhu Hongyun had eaten and was no longer vomiting, there was only one truth: Zhu Hongyun’s prior morning sickness was feigned.
He felt like crying; had this explanation been agreed upon between Tong Tiehu and Qiao Xiaomai?
There were times Zhu Hongyun turned pale from vomiting, unable to eat anything all day – you try pretending that!
“It’s not fake, she really had morning sickness,” he explained hurriedly.
“Oh,” Qiao Xiaomai said, her face expressionless as she looked at him, “what does her morning sickness have to do with me?”
“You’re her brother-in-law’s wife,” he said.
“I’ve said before, I don’t recognize anyone from the Tong Family,” she stated coldly.
Qiao Xiaomai’s words were delivered with indifference, and although light in tone, they carried more weight than any bitter Oath: she truly meant it. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novel(ꜰ)ire.net
Panic started to set in Tong Erlang’s heart, and he involuntarily glanced at Tong Sanlang, “Sanlang, Xiaoyun is carrying your nephew in her belly… ”
“Are you willing to just watch her unable to eat all day? Others who are pregnant tend to gain weight, but she’s getting thinner!”
Upon hearing this, Tong Sanlang asked, “Then should she continue eating the Dried Sweet Potatoes?”
“How can a pregnant woman eat Dried Sweet Potatoes every day?”
Hearing this, Tong Sanlang’s expression remained mild, “Second Brother, considering what Second Sister-in-law once did, to be honest, I didn’t even want to give her the Dried Sweet Potatoes.”
“What did she do? Wasn’t it just a recipe for Braised Pork? Look at the size of your business, you have such a large family enterprise. Are you really going to hold a grudge over a small Braised Pork recipe against your sick pregnant sister-in-law?” Tong Erlang was getting upset.
Qiao Xiaomai’s cold attitude was expected, but he was surprised by Tong Sanlang’s reaction.
“And what about the matter with Zhaodi and Yindi?” Tong Sanlang said, his demeanor still cool.
“Didn’t that turn out to be nothing serious! Xiaoyun was just confused and lost her judgment for a moment. Now that she’s pregnant, are you going to watch her unable to eat and risk losing the baby?”
“That’s my first son in there, your nephew, Sanlang, when did you become so heartless?”
Even knowing their mistake, what more do they want?
Do they really expect him to kneel down and beg?