Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Si Jingyu turned her head and pointed at Si Zhengting. “You, quickly go get some chicken soup to nourish Nainai’s body!”
Upon saying this, she turned back toward Zhuang Nainai and smiled. “Let me tell you something: a woman gets to be an empress for a day, a consort for ten months, and a housekeeper for a lifetime. So, you must treasure the time you have as a ‘consort’ right now and order him around as much as you can. Also, as a father to this child, he has to do something in order for his feelings for the child to grow.”
Zhuang Nainai began to feel a little awkward as Si Jingyu spoke. Attempting to stop Si Jingyu from continuing, she hurried cut in and said, “The way you sound like you know it all will probably make people who don’t know anything think that you’re the one having a child and not me!”
That made Si Jingyu stiffen. Her expression froze, but it stayed on her face for only a moment before passing.
Tilting her head and not looking at Zhuang Nainai, she said, “Well, even if I haven’t experienced it myself, I know a thing or two about it! The soups that you’ll have to drink over the course of the next few months are on me!”
After scooping out some of the soup that Si Zhengting had brought over, she passed a bowl to Zhuang Nainai.
Zhuang Nainai’s eyes brightened as she took a few sips of the soup. “This chicken soup is really good. What are the ingredients, and why does it taste so good?”
Si Jingyu smiled. “I put in wolfberries and Chinese yams. It’s beneficial for women to eat more herbs.”
Zhuang Nainai made an “Oh!” sound, then continued drinking.
Hearing what Si Jingyu said, Si Zhengting narrowed his eyes.
While others may have been fooled by her, he was aware of how bad Si Jingyu was at cooking. More than that, the habit of adding Chinese yams into chicken soup was a unique habit of Madam Ding.
So, this soup had been made by Madam Ding?
At the thought of this, Si Zhengting felt his heart tremble a little. Pressing his lips together, he stayed silent for a few moments.
After finishing the soup, Zhuang Nainai continued resting, and everyone left the ward in order to give her the silence she needed to rest.
Still worried about Zhuang Nainai, Lin Xi’er refused to leave.
Without anything to do, Su Yanbin stayed behind as well.
Walking out of the room, Si Zhengting saw Si Jingyu and finally asked after a few moments, “Where’s Brother-in-law?”
Si Jingyu’s face morphed into an unnatural smile. “He’s working overtime, and I…”
Si Zhengting furrowed his brows. “You still haven’t made up with Brother-in-law?”
Si Jingyu was about to say something, but just before she could speak, someone knocked on the door. Walking in all suited up, Shi Jinyan said, “I’m sorry I’m late. Mother said that Nainai’s pregnant, so I’m here to visit her.”
Having said this, he passed the fruit basket in his hands over to Si Zhengting.
Si Zhengting turned to look at Si Jingyu and, seeing that her face was calm, decided not to overthink.
The few of them began chatting, but there wasn’t much to be said. Si Jingyu and Shi Jinyan were both people who didn’t like to chat, and Su Yanbin was unable to humor anyone by himself.
After sitting together with them for a while, Su Yanbin was unable to bear the atmosphere any longer and got up to leave.
Lin Xi’er got a few calls from her boyfriend, who was telling her to return to him. They had even gotten into a small argument during the calls, and Lin Xi’er eventually left in a huff.
After Shi Jinyan and Si Jingyu also left, Si Zhengting entered the ward once more.
Looking at Zhuang Nainai lying on the bed, he walked over and continued gazing at her in silence.
He gazed at her ’til nightfall, which was when Zhuang Nainai finally woke up from her sleep.
Reaching out to help her sit up, he got her a glass of water. Si Zhengting saw that her face was calm and that she seemed to be emotionally stable.
After thinking for a moment, he reached forward and held her hand. “Nainai, let’s calm down and have a talk, okay? Let me explain to you what exactly happened five years ago.”
