As soon as these words came out, Duan Qingqing’s face turned ugly.
Old Meng had hit her where it hurt.
She had been married to Meng Chaojun for so many years, and there had still been no news from her belly!
From her twenties to now being thirty-two, she was actually still very young! She was a full ten years younger than Meng Chaojun!
Since their wedding day, her life with Meng Chaojun had always been blissful, and she didn’t have any issues, and Meng Chaojun certainly had none either, in fact, at over forty, he was still extremely energetic, each time nearly reducing her to a puddle.
Everything had been fine, yet for some reason, there was simply no movement in her belly!
This made Duan Qingqing very anxious.
When Meng Xinian was still young, she told others it was because she feared that Meng Xinian would develop a rebellious mindset upon seeing a younger brother or sister, feeling abandoned, so for Meng Xinian’s sake, she was not planning on having children for the time being.
Poeple outside believed it to be true and even complimented her for her great understanding, praising her kindness toward Meng Xinian.
But now Meng Xinian had already left the Meng Family, and the indifference between them was clear for all to see; that excuse simply no longer held any water.
And yet there was still no news from her belly!
Duan Qingqing could only claim again that her health was not good, that she had been too frail these past years, frequently visiting the hospital for traditional Chinese medicine treatments.
She guessed that quite a few gossipers were watching and discussing her belly.
She wanted to get pregnant more than anyone!
Otherwise, wouldn’t all of Meng Family’s assets eventually belong to Meng Xinian?
How could she accept that!
Now, Old Meng’s words were really like a dagger to the heart.
Duan Qingqing’s eyes reddened.
Late at night, when Meng Chaojun came home and entered their bedroom, he saw her sitting on the edge of the bed, silently weeping. His heart softened at the sight, and he walked over to sit beside her, reaching out to pull her into his embrace.
"Qingqing, what’s wrong?"
This woman, who had been with him since her early twenties, had occupied his heart for so many years.
Meng Chaojun thought himself to be a man of great constancy, who else could say they had loved and cherished a woman for so long, year after year?
If only his son hadn’t been such a source of trouble, he felt his life would have been quite perfect.
Sometimes Meng Chaojun wondered if it would be better if he and Qingqing had another child, but there had been no sign from Qingqing’s belly, and after hoping for a few years, he no longer entertained the thought.
"Chaojun, do you really think I’ve been that bad to Xinian?" Duan Qingqing asked her husband with tear-filled eyes.
Meng Chaojun couldn’t stand to see her so vulnerably teary, his heart softened further, and he said, "How could that be? You’ve been responsible and attentive toward that boy. When you first entered the Meng Family, you were still young yourself, just a girl in your twenties. It’s normal to have some conflicts with him; you suppressed your own feelings. It was that boy who was rebellious; that was his rebellious phase, there is no need to mind him."
"Today I spoke to Dad, Fong Jianye is, after all, the only child of the Fong Family. When he got into trouble, it’s understandable that the Fong Family people needed to vent their anger. I don’t want your future to be affected by this incident. Moreover, Xinian is grown up. If he were my biological son, I would teach him the same way, he must take responsibility for his mistakes. So I told Dad, if the Fong Family people want to vent, we should advise Xinian to endure it a bit. Of course, we’ll be there to ensure that they don’t go too far."