Moh Shiche furrowed his brows, not understanding where her repulsion and anger were coming from.
He wanted to look into her eyes, but found them veiled by a thin layer of mist, making it momentarily impossible for him to see through her thoughts.
He asked, expressionless, “Why are you crying?
Is the idea of having a child with me that upsetting to you?”
“Yes, it really is upsetting,” Luo Qiangwei looked up at him, her voice firm and serious, “So, Moh Shiche, let’s never have children.
Once this storm blows over, let’s end this ridiculous marriage and go our separate ways.
That would be the best outcome for both of us.”
“Ridiculous as it may be, it’s a marriage you forced,” Moh Shiche looked down at her reddened eyes, a cold, mocking smile forming on his lips, “I never intended to start this, but you forced your life and mine to twist together.
Luo Qiangwei, this is my marriage,”
Pausing, he suddenly intensified his tone, reaching out to caress her cold cheek, “It’s not some child’s play, nor is it a game for you to indulge in as you wish.
Now that it has begun, do you think you can just end it whenever you want?”
…
Old Madam Moh held her cup of black tea, having barely taken a sip, and immediately asked when she returned, “What’s wrong?
Feeling sick all of a sudden?”
“I don’t know, I’m feeling a bit nauseous,” Luo Qiangwei took a sip of milk, a faint smile on her lips, “It’s probably because I slept too late.”
Luo Hongying pushed the steamed egg custard towards her, laughing, “Dear cousin, you’re such an adult and still can’t take good care of yourself, always so clueless.
You need to learn to take care of yourself, or how will you ever take care of Shiche?
Plus, Shiche’s health isn’t so great to begin with, suffering from his old ailment.
How can he overwork himself because of that sort of thing and sleep so late…”
On the surface, it seemed like a joke, but the implication was clear—it was a dig at her usual haughty and pampered behavior, suggesting she surely couldn’t take good care of her husband, and might even be enticing him into frequent conjugal activities!
Indeed, as soon as these words came out, Old Madam Moh’s expression turned sour.
While she desired great-grandchildren, her grandson’s health was also important.
Luo Qiangwei looked like a vixen, and if she ruined her grandson’s health…
that would be a complete disaster!
She didn’t believe these words wouldn’t provoke Luo Qiangwei, who never allowed anyone to speak ill of her!
But as it proved, she was still wrong—
Upon hearing this, Luo Qiangwei merely curled her red lips, unperturbed, “What my cousin says is true.
I should indeed learn more about taking care of others, especially now that I have a husband.
Who knows, I might even have children soon…”
As she spoke, she looked at Luo Hongying’s slightly stiff face and simply ignored it, continuing with a smile, “Cousin, don’t you want to be an aunt soon?
Oh, everyone knows you’re so talented and virtuous, and I’m so dumb.
Could you think of some nicknames for my and Shiche’s future child, just to prepare?
Grandma, don’t you agree?”
Old Madam Moh perked up at the mention of children, “That’s right, I have absolutely no experience with names.
If it really happens, we have to pick a good one.
Hongying, we might really need your help with this when the time comes.”
Luo Hongying’s face went completely stiff, but with the conversation at this point, she could only offer a forced smile, “I’ll definitely do my best…
as long as Grandma doesn’t mind.”