Shi Lingyan arrived home in the evening.
Old Mrs. Shi was fuming as she recounted the afternoon’s events to Mr. Shi, strongly deploring his cruel intention to get rid of the much-desired golden grandchild. She made her stance clear with a final, irrevocable declaration, "I don’t care, I must keep this baby. If Shi Lingyan dares to force the abortion of that child, I’ll starve myself to death!"
Mr. Shi, worried to the point of sprouting a few more white hairs, sighed deeply upon seeing his beloved grandson return, paused with his cane, and said, "Ling Yan, this matter started with your wrongdoing."
Shi Lingyan stayed silent.
Indeed, he was the one at fault.
That’s why, upon finding her, Shi Lingyan wanted to pull back from the brink in time.
But who knew that a Cheng Yaojin would suddenly appear?
Now, the situation was utterly out of control.
Seeing him not speaking, Mr. Shi sighed even more profoundly, "Grandpa is not unreasonable, but your grandma is right; you’re not getting any younger, and Shi Mei isn’t the sharpest tool in the shed. Honestly, even if you wanted to do something to her, you wouldn’t be able to go through with it..."
"I’m tired," Shi Lingyan didn’t want to listen any further and stood up to leave, "You should rest early too."
Mr. Shi watched his grandson’s retreating figure, feeling absolutely terrible inside.
It was he who had originally forced Shi Lingyan into a marriage of gratitude with Shi Mei, and now, for the sake of his spouse, he was pushing Shi Lingyan towards another woman.
Ling Yan was caught in the middle, criticized from all sides.
From a distance, Old Mrs. Shi saw the look on her husband’s face and knew instantly what he was thinking.
She stomped over, puffing with anger, "You just promised me you’d let Ling Yan keep Senior Sister and the child, and now you can’t go back on your word!"
Mr. Shi let out a sigh, "This... Let’s leave it to fate."
"No way!" Old Mrs. Shi was resolute, "You can leave it to fate, but Senior Sister and the child cannot. Haven’t you seen how devoted Ling Yan has been to Tang Wu over the years? Now that he’s gotten another woman pregnant, it must mean that our grandson has a story with her. We should develop this story properly!"
"But Ling Yan is married..."
"So what? Get a divorce and just pay more money. That’s all."
In this world, most things could be solved with money. If not, it just meant that not enough money was offered.
Shi Lingyan walked into the room, where Shi Mei was sitting pretty on the bed, dressed up and playing with a pink dog-shaped gaming console.
The gaming console was designed in a beautiful Princess style, and Shi Mei wore a pink, high-collar sweater that seemed to be of good quality. Her hair was combed into two soft, long braids, very black and very long.
Sensing Shi Lingyan’s return, Shi Mei looked up briefly and casually called out, "Hubby, you’re back!"
Shi Lingyan took off his coat and responded faintly.
But upon seeing Shi Mei engrossed in her gaming console, he found himself inexplicably drawn to her and asked, "What are you playing?"
Shi Mei tensed up but faced Shi Lingyan’s gaze with a cocked head and a sweet smile, "Ye Bao bought this little cutie for Shi Mei, it’s super fun!"
Shi Lingyan moved closer to her and sat beside her, looking at the gaming console in her hand.
Like offering a treasure, Shi Mei excitedly brought the screen closer, "Look, if the zombie eats the last flower, then the homeowner gets eaten, and the zombie wins!"
A faint, girlish fragrance wafted towards him, and Shi Lingyan couldn’t help but sniff it lightly.