ebookslot Chapter 249 Feeling sorry for his wife
Chapter 249 Feeling sorry for his wife
Liu Lihua walked in and said, "Sir, Young Master Tingze has arrived."
Sheng Tingchen said, "Let him in."
Sheng Tingze and Pei met in the living room.
I met Rong Shu.
Sheng Tingze strode forward, his face filled with concern, and asked, "Xiao Shu, are you alright?"
Rong Shu shook her head slightly and said, "I'm fine."
Pei Yu and Sheng Tingze went to another city to attend an exhibition today. They received a call from Jiang Huaixu and were preparing to return to Beijing.
Jiang Huaixu told Pei Yu about Rong Shu's condition at the hospital.
They immediately drove back.
Now I see Rong Shu is alright.
Pei Yu was relieved.
He had originally intended to take Rong Shu home, but upon seeing Mei Mei, his heart softened. He asked Rong Shu, "Do you want to go home?"
Meimei suddenly grabbed Rong Shu's hand, looked at Pei Yudao, and said in a soft, sweet voice, "Uncle Pei, Mommy is staying here tonight to sleep with Meimei."
Pei Yu squatted down, reached out and patted Meimei's head, and said, "Then Meimei, take good care of your mother."
Meimei promised, "Meimei will definitely take good care of Mom."
Pei Yu smiled, said nothing more, stood up, and looked at Rong Shu again, asking, "Where's your phone?"
I tried calling her today but couldn't get through.
Rong Shu said, "It's lost. I'll have to get a replacement SIM card tomorrow."
Pei Yu hummed in agreement, then looked at Sheng Tingchen with a wary gaze.
Sheng Tingchen said, "Mr. Pei, don't worry, she'll be fine."
Pei Yu and Sheng Tingze left the villa.
Rong Shu stood on the steps and watched the two leave.
A cold wind blew gently against her thin body, and her long hair fluttered lightly.
Sheng Tingchen glanced at her, stretched out his long arm and embraced the woman's body. Rong Shu stiffened for a moment, looked up at him, and met his gaze.
"Go back inside first. You're not fully recovered yet, so don't catch a cold."
The man's gentle gaze seemed to genuinely care for his wife, making anyone who saw it think he was a truly considerate and loving husband.
She is now certain.
Sheng Tingchen wanted to make her compromise in this way, so his current gentleness and his past domineering nature were not fundamentally different. The goal was the same, only the method had changed.
"Sheng Tingchen, no one has ever told you that your feelings are fake."
A faint smile played on Sheng Tingchen's thin lips, his dark eyes unfathomable. "Then what do you consider to be true affection?"
Their eyes met.
It was as if they both wanted to see into the deepest part of each other's hearts.
A brief silence followed, the cold wind whistled in her ears, and suddenly white snowflakes began to fall on Rong Shu's head.
Sheng Tingchen looked up at the sky and said, "It's snowing. The first snow of the year."
Rong Shu withdrew her gaze, turned around, and went into the house.
Meimei sat obediently on the sofa, watching her parents talk outside without disturbing them. When she saw her mother come in, she quickly ran over to her.
"Mother."
Meimei held her mother's hand, feeling its icy temperature. "Mom, your hands are so cold. Let Meimei warm them up for you."
Two warm little hands held their mother's hands.
Sheng Tingchen came in and asked Liu Lihua to boil a bowl of ginger soup.
Liu Lihua noticed Sheng Tingchen's attraction to Rong Shu.
Who would have thought that she would come back now and become the mistress of the house? Now she's turned into this vixen, isn't it just so she can come back and seduce the master again?
at the moment.
She dared not delay in following her husband's instructions and turned to walk towards the kitchen.
Meimei dragged her dad and mom to watch cartoons with her.
Sheng Tingchen read her a storybook, which made Meimei laugh heartily. She nestled in Rong Shu's arms, laughing so hard she could hardly breathe.
Outside the window, the cold wind howled, but inside, it was a warm and cozy scene.
After Mei Mei fell asleep.
Rong Shu leaned against the headboard, her fingers swiping through the electronic files on her tablet. These were all the detailed data about the TC project that Sheng Tingchen had just given her.
Sheng Tingchen is an extremely pragmatic pragmatist who prioritizes absolute self-interest. The fact that he is willing to pay such a high price can only mean that his ultimate goal is more important than this project.
So family is more important to him now, right?
Thinking about this...
Rong Shu's lips curled into a dark and ambiguous sneer.
She placed the tablet on the bedside table, looked at Meimei sleeping peacefully beside her, softened her movements, and lay down, placing a kiss on Meimei's forehead.
The next day.
Take a rest for the night.
Rong Shu felt that her body was fine.
After waking up, Meimei stayed in bed and didn't want to get up, so she snuggled in her mother's arms.
At this time.
A knock came at the door.
Then the door was pushed open.
Sheng Tingchen walked in. The man was wearing a light gray thin cashmere sweater of excellent quality, paired with black straight-leg pants. His short hair hung down, his posture was upright, and his temperament had a touch of gentle elegance.
"dad."
Meimei shouted.
Sheng Tingchen stepped forward. "Shall I bring you breakfast?"
Meimei leaned against her mother and looked at her father, saying, "Dad, bring it up for us."
Sheng Tingchen couldn't resist reaching out and pinching her little cheek, then turned and left.
Rong Shu helped Mei Mei get up and wash, and then combed Mei Mei's hair.
Meimei looked at the braids her mother had braided for her in the mirror and said, "Mom, you didn't braid my hair well."
Meimei is a child who loves beauty. She combs her hair beautifully and wears pretty hair clips every day. Sheng Tingchen makes clothes for her, and every piece is designed by a master.
At the Rong family home, because she was quite busy, Pei Lan always styled her beautiful hair.
Rong Shu knew that she really lacked talent in hands-on skills.
She really did her best today.
He took Meimei's hair out again. "Let Daddy comb it for you."
Sheng Tingchen brought up breakfast and arrived at the dressing room just in time to hear Rong Shu's words. He stepped forward and said, "I'll do it. You go and get ready first."
Rong Shu glanced at him, then stood up and made way for him.
Sheng Tingchen had someone prepare new clothes for her last night.
A thermal undershirt, a beige knitted long skirt, and a navy blue coat.
She went to the bathroom and changed her clothes.
Open the curtains.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, everything was covered in a blanket of white, with snowflakes fluttering in the air.
Meimei came out after combing her hair.
"Mom, look, Dad combed my hair."
Rong Shu pinched her nose. "I know you dislike your mother."
Meimei immediately hugged Rong Shu's leg, "Meimei doesn't dislike Mom."
"Okay, Meimei, have breakfast with Mom first."
After breakfast.
Sheng Tingchen and Rong Shu took Meimei to kindergarten.
They happened to run into Zhao Yizhou, who was taking Ya Ya to school.
The two children greeted each other, held hands, and followed their teacher into the school.
Zhao Yizhou looked at the two standing together and greeted them with a smile, "President Sheng, Evelynn, coming to drop off your child together, how enviable!"
Rong Shu glanced at him coldly, ignored him, and turned to walk back.
Sheng Tingchen looked at Zhao Yizhou with cold eyes and said, "Before you do anything, you'd better think about the fact that you are still a father."
Zhao Yizhou chuckled softly.