After divorcing the mute girl, President Gu knelt down and begged for reconciliation.

Chapter 58 Do you regret it?
Just that one sentence turned Old Master Gu's previously kind gaze into a sharp one.

“I have seen your medical report. The doctor said that your body has recovered well and you can have another child within two years.”

Song Jin'an's heart clenched. She knew that in the eyes of the Gu family, she was just a breeding machine, but hearing it with her own ears still caused her a sharp pain in her heart.

……

At the dining table, the elders sat down first, and then Song Jin'an put Gu Hetang in the baby chair and helped him put on his bib.

Gu Hetang is capable of taking care of herself and prefers to eat with a small spoon by herself, so the mother and daughter eat separately, only sometimes needing help to remove fish bones or cut the meat into smaller pieces.

Gu Donglin and his wife nodded to each other in satisfaction as they watched Gu Hetang eat. Madam Gu thought to herself that the mute woman hadn't given birth to a mute child, and that she was very good-tempered and could eat quietly. She thought the mute woman was quite lucky.

Gu Xijue sat next to Gu Hetang and sometimes even helped feed him, since he was just a child.

No one spoke at the dinner table; everyone was eating their own food. However, Gu Hetang's sweet little voice would occasionally pop out as she pointed with her little finger at the food she wanted to eat.

"Dad, Guagua."

Gu Hetang has loved eating vegetables and fruits since he started eating complementary foods, especially melons and gourds like winter melon.

Gu Xijue responded with an "Mmm," and used serving chopsticks to put several well-cooked winter melon chunks into her baby's bowl.

"Blow, blow." She stretched out her little hand and tugged at Gu Xijue's hand, asking him to blow on it for her. It was a little hot, so Gu Xijue moved closer and blew on it. Only then did she open her little mouth and eat it with a big smile.

At the dinner table, a few smiles appeared. Madam Gu looked at the little guy and said to Gu Xijue, "He's quite clever. He knows to ask his dad to blow on the hot food."

Then Madam Gu glanced at Song Jin'an and said to Gu Xijue, "You should let Ruoya play with the child more often. There is a lack of language environment at home. Having someone to talk to around will stimulate the child's language development."

"Moreover, Ruoya is also an opera singer, which can stimulate the child's artistic talent. It can be considered as a mentorship from a famous teacher. Our Gu family's children cannot be inferior to other families' children from a young age."

Children of the upper class have always received elite education. In Mrs. Gu's eyes, how could Song Jin'an, an illiterate who had never even read a book, be raised well?

Song Jin'an paused, her hand holding chopsticks still, listening to Madam Gu's words, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

She understood that saying these words now was clearly an insult to her, but she also knew that no matter how much she said, it wouldn't make a difference.

There are some things that she is indeed missing.

Gu Xijue simply hummed in agreement, but also refuted Madam Gu's point of view: "Ruoya is very busy and doesn't have that much time."

"But I am indeed considering that after Gu Hetang turns one year old, I will choose a tutor to come to our home to teach him."

One year old is too early for children from ordinary families, but it is a good age for children educated in elite families to start learning.

“Multilingual education is best, as children at this age have very active language development.” Madam Gu thought for a moment and then continued, “I remember that when you were four years old, you could already speak three languages.”

The mother and son chatted back and forth, and even Gu Donglin joined in, while Song Jin'an ate her meal in silence.

She had lost her appetite, but because the elders hadn't left the table yet, she couldn't put down her chopsticks in advance. After the elders finished eating, Mrs. Gu thought she should keep her son and granddaughter a little longer, so the whole family played with Gu Hetang in the living room.

Song Jin'an watched from the side, and when Gu Hetang looked at her with a soft and cute expression, her eyes were full of smiles.

Amidst this joyful and harmonious family scene, she felt a little lost, unsure of what to do. Just then, her phone vibrated once or twice. She took out her phone; it was a message from Jiang Ciyu. He first sent a cute dog emoji, followed by a line of text.

You haven't forgotten you still owe me a meal, have you?

Seeing the message asking for a meal, Song Jin'an, having already agreed, couldn't very well refuse again, so she simply asked him when he would be free.

Tomorrow at noon.

Jiang Ciyu gave him time, and Song Jin'an let him choose what he wanted to eat. She had never eaten out before because she had never had any friends growing up and didn't really know how to get along with others.

Jiang Ciyu probably felt that she was too honest, or perhaps for some other reason, so he took the initiative to send her the location of a restaurant and asked her to come by car.

Song Jin'an replied with only one word: 【Okay.】

The two never spoke again. She agreed to have dinner together simply to repay the favor, nothing more.

The next day, when Song Jin'an was about to leave home, she specifically told Lin Ma that she wouldn't be back for lunch because she was going to see a friend. She also gave her detailed instructions on how to take care of the child.

She doesn't have a driver's license, so she can't drive and has to rely on Gu Xijue's driver, who is always at home, to take her to her meal.

Jiang Ciyu arrived first at the restaurant. When she saw Song Jin'an come in, she waved and smiled slightly, "Come and sit down."

"I thought you were going to stand me up and not come," Jiang Ciyu teased her with a smile.

Song Jin'an subconsciously raised her hand to explain, but after gesturing a couple of times, she remembered that he probably couldn't understand sign language, so she quickly took out her phone...

Jiang Ciyu looked at her and said, "Maybe you can try using sign language. I might be able to understand it."

Song Jin'an was stunned. She looked up at him and used her phone's voice message to say, "Sorry, there was some traffic, so I'm late."

"It's nothing." Jiang Ciyu waved, and the waiter came over. They started taking orders. This restaurant was French, which Song Jin'an had never eaten at before, so she didn't really know which dishes were good. She looked up at the man across from her as he ordered, and only after he finished did she start typing on her phone.

—Same as the gentleman across from me.

After the waiter left, Jiang Ciyu looked at her with a smile: "Never been here before?"

“I just bumped into President Gu at this store a couple of days ago.” He smiled again, “except that he was with Miss Su at the time.”

Upon hearing this, Song Jin'an clenched his fists and looked at him with a hint of hostility, while Jiang Ciyu shrugged: "I didn't mean anything by it, I just wanted to tell you the facts."

Song Jin'an looked at him, then typed out a line on her phone and played it: "I know you also want to laugh at me, that I, Mrs. Gu, am just all show and no substance."

She reached out and drank the glass of plain water placed in front of her. It had no taste at all, just like her—bland and tasteless.

Jiang Ciyu looked at her face, but what he was thinking was that she was very beautiful but also very tired. If Song Tanming hadn't died, would she have been like the other rich young ladies in Haicheng, living a carefree and flamboyant life and having her own world?

So, almost as if possessed, he blurted out, "Do you regret marrying Gu Xijue?"

(End of this chapter)