Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
For someone like Mr. and Mrs. Chu who had no lack in anything, they preferred to receive this kind of small gifts at times.
Occasionally, she would make or draw the gifts herself.
Song Wan would sometimes stare at Xia Ruoxin’s stomach with much expectation in her eyes.
“Ah Lui, when are you planning to make a grandchild for me to hold?” She said it bluntly with some urgency. Her friends’ sons had gotten married, and they had grandchildren to play with. When she and her husband were at home, they might run out of topics to talk about regardless of how much they speak. Eventually, they would end up staring at each other.
This explained why they were envious.
Xia Ruoxin lowered her head as her expression showed uneasiness. Her fingers spread across her stomach subconsciously, and she chewed on her lip. She could taste her tears which had fallen unknowingly. It was so bitter.
She might lose her happiness at any moment.
“Mom, we are just got married not too long ago. There were no plans to have children so soon. Let us spend a couple of years to enjoy our lives together. Rest assured that you will have your grandson or granddaughter.” Chu Lui grabbed Xia Ruoxin by her waist in one swoop. He had never hidden his intimacy with Xia Ruoxin in front of his parents.
Song Wan glared at her son. He might not feel rushed, but they did. Her friends’ grandchildren were old enough to mind their own business, but she had no idea when hers was coming or when she could hold her soft and fair grandson or granddaughter.
Chu Lui lowered his head and looked at Xia Ruoxin who was in his arms. He was surprised to see drops of tears on her hair. Why was she crying?
After his parents left, Chu Lui lifted her face and saw her red eyes. There was evidence of her crying earlier, but she was smiling now. The smile was forced, and he felt his heart ached for her.
“Why are you crying?” He put his hand on her face and tried to see how she felt through her eyes. There was only pain besides the tearing.
“Nothing.” Xia Ruoxin shook her head faintly and leaned against his chest, “Ah Lui, will you be disappointed with me if I can’t conceive?”
His fingers paused. Did she know something?
“Are you suspecting your husband’s capability?” He put his hand on her hair. Weirdly enough, he really wanted to find out what would it be like for them to have a child. Would the child resemble him or her?
He quickly banished that impossible emotion.
That was not possible.
Xia Ruoxin smiled and evaded the question. That smile was filled with sadness. Of course, she had no doubts about his capability. She was only doubting herself.
She sighed faintly as she continued to circle her arms around his waist. She could taste the bitterness in her mouth.
Chu Lui narrowed his eyes and stared at the unmoving woman in his arms. He knew she loved him. He would only know the extent of her love after he put her through his tests. He pursed his lips lightly. Something dark went past his eyes, but it was gone in a flash.
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Chu Lui grew somber as he stood in the hospital, with a cigarette in his hand. He exhaled rings of smoke as he stared at the doctor before him. “Can she be cured by any chance?”
The doctor cowered for the man’s eyes were so cold and piercing. He saw the man once on a daily basis, and he couldn’t help but shudder. It was comparable to seeing the boss of a triad who was there for a fight. If he was not careful, the boss would break his neck.