She looks so weak, she has been married for so many years, but never get pregnant, a hen that only eats but does not lay eggs.
Thinking about it, she felt disgusted and didnât want to see Li Qingyu anymore.
âMom, you knock on the door so anxiously and I heard you have opened the door.â
Li Qingyu was three months pregnant. Probably due to anemia, she felt dizzy after standing for a while.
Then she also sat down on the sofa on one side. Seeing Wang Yanfangâs appearance, there was a disapproving feeling inside her heart.
Although it was said that filial piety should be emphasized, she also takes a large part of the reason for Li Qingyuâs miserable life.
Anyway, she wouldnât live with Mo Xiao for long, so it wouldnât matter if she broke up with Wang Yanfang at this time.
âHow dare you talk to me like that!â
Wang Yanfang widened her eyes, stretched out her hand, and patted the table.
Seeing Li Qingyuâs eyes, it was as if she had seen a ghost. She has watched this daughter-in-law growing up since she was a child. They were originally a neighbor. At first, when her parents were still alive, she treat her well on the surface. Later, after her parents pass away and after more than ten years, she hasnât given birth to a child yet, it became frustrating to see her.
She had always been timid, but now she dared to talk to her like that.
âWhatâs wrong with me, Mom? What did I say wrong?â
Li Qingyu sat there, looking at her with clear eyes.
âYou, a hen that canât lay eggs, how dare you talk back like this. Believe it or not, I want you to get out of here immediately.â
Wang Yanfang stood up, her eyes were as big as copper bells.
Li Qingyu looked at her standing up, her chest heaving in anger, and there was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.
âFirst of all, I want to tell Mom that I am pregnant now, and I have been pregnant for three months. In the past ten years, I have also been pregnant twice. It is your precious son who asked me to abort in order to sprint his career. He also want me to abort this one on my body, so⊠donât talk about what kind of hen⊠that canât lay eggs in front of me.â
After Li Qingyu finished speaking, she stood up, walked into the room, and closed the door.
Leaving behind Wang Yanfang with a pale face in the living room.
After a while, Wang Yanfang finally woke up, and she immediately dialed Mo Xiaoâs number.
âHurry up and get back for me.â
After yelling this sentence, she hung up the phone.
Wang Yanfang was sitting on the sofa with a gloomy face. At this time, the sweet smell of tremella and red date soup in the kitchen was also stimulating her.
She frowned, walked into the kitchen, and was just about to pour out the pot of soup, but in a blink of an eye, recalling that she was pregnant with her eldest grandson.
For a while, she couldnât bear it and put down the pot again.
She sat back angrily on the sofa and waited for Mo Xiao to come back.
Compared to Wang Yanfangâs anger, Li Qingyu was relatively relaxed.
Probably because she was pregnant, she felt very sleepy, and she fell asleep as soon as she lay on the bed.
The door was pushed open heavily.
âBoomââ there was a loud noise, Li Qingyu opened her sleepy eyes and looked at the man in the dim light.
Itâs the original ownerâs husband, that heartless and black-hearted Mo Xiao.
He deserves to be able to be popular at the age of thirty-eight. Although his appearance canât be compared with the little fresh meat nowadays, it also has a touch of mature masculine charm.
The only flaws was that the front teeth were a bit ugly, but in variety shows, it was also because of this that the docile and honest character can be created.