“Anning, I’m not giving you pressure or rushing you but look at that rascal. He’s already 27 years old. Others his age have already given birth long ago. When are you two planning to have a child of your own?” Jiang Peihua asked benevolently and tenderly while patting Luo Anning’s hand and talking to her smilingly.
Rong Yan’s face grew even more petulant when he heard those words as soon as he entered.
Seeing that he had entered, Old Mr. Rong glowered at him and turned around to look at Luo Anning before agreeing with Jiang Peihua.
“Yeah, Anning, you and the rascal have been married for 2 years, it’s time to have a baby. Grandpa is not forcing you, I just think you should have a child while you’re still young. You may decide if you want a second child.”
Despite knowing that the wives of wealthy men served only one purpose and that is to give birth, Luo Anning was still feeling uncomfortable because Jiang Peihua and Old Mr. Rong were being too obvious with the urging.
Her eyes turned a little gloomier when she glanced at Old Mr. Rong. Old Mr. Rong, Rong Yan and her were the ones who knew how the marriage started.
She had only lived with Rong Yan for a few months and yet, he threatened her with their two-year-marriage. What a joke.
“Grandpa, Mother, it’s not that I don’t want a child, but… ” Luo Anning then glanced at Rong Yan. She was smart enough to not mention everything explicitly.
She wanted them to think about what the rest of her sentence was.
Rong Yan coughed after seeing the tender yet cautious and threatening look in her eyes. He walked towards her and domineeringly pulled her into his arms. He then glanced at Old Mr. Rong and Jiang Peihua smilingly.
He smirked sinisterly and said half-jokingly, “Grandpa, Mother, why are you guys so impatient when I’m not in a hurry at all? Besides, I think Grandpa is in good health, and it’s not a problem to live to 100 years old. Anning and I don’t want to be disturbed from living our life as a couple at the moment. When the time is right, we’ll definitely give birth even if you don’t rush us to.”
Rong Yan was clearly trying to say that he and Luo Anning were in the honeymoon period of their relationship and did not want any children who might get in their way.
It sounded reasonable too.
Old Mr. Rong’s glassy eyes glowed with wisdom and he looked at Rong Yan who made eye contact with him without fear. Just as Jiang Peihua was about to say something, Old Mr. Rong said, “Fine, we’ll let you two enjoy some time alone for a while but you must get pregnant this year. I’ve calculated it with a master of fortune telling. It’s an auspicious year for giving birth next year and the babies born next year are bound to enjoy great wealth… ”
At last, Old Mr. Rong and Jiang Peihua finally decided to let Luo Anning off. Not wanting to stay in such a suffocating place, Luo Anning excused herself by claiming to be tired while Rong Yan helped her to their bedroom upstairs.
Jiang Peihua frantically headed to the kitchen to give the cooks some instructions. She supervised them and made sure that they cooked what Luo Anning, Rong Yan, and Old Mr. Rong liked.
When she exited the kitchen, she saw a servant scurrying upstairs. Jiang Peihua stopped her and asked, “What happened?”
The servant stopped in her tracks and bent forward politely. “Madam, a woman called and she said she’s looking for Young Master Rong.”
A woman called the rascal?
Jiang Peihua was doubtful because she found it impossible for any woman to have the number of their home landline.