Quick, I don't want to be in love anymore

Chapter 328: The Love-Brained Courtesan in the Rebirth Story (10)

After learning that it was not the son she had been thinking about for a long time, she closed her eyes and waved to the midwife to take the child out to show Ren Shengyang.

She ignored the tiredness in her body and began to think about what to do next.

Ren Shengyang felt a warm feeling in his heart as he looked at the red and wrinkled child.

Although this child is not good-looking, he is the first child related to him by blood, which adds a sense of closeness to him.

After learning that it was a daughter, he was not dissatisfied at all, and even felt relieved. First the flowers bloomed, then the fruits came. After all, he was not yet thirty years old, so he would not have to worry about not having a son in the future.

Moreover, after the results of the joint examination come out, your own value will definitely rise. After the palace examination, it would be great to find a son-in-law from the list and marry a noble lady from a wealthy family.

If a son is really born, and a concubine's son is born before the wife enters the house, then I am afraid that any official who loves his daughter a little bit will not let his daughter marry him.

After Ye Rou gave birth to a child, Ren Shengyang began to save money.

After all, those who were deceived by him have seen his true face and will no longer support him.

I don’t know if Wu Su also believed these rumors recently, but he started avoiding him.

So he was a little short of money, so he directly returned the small courtyard he rented to Ye Rou and brought her into the mansion.

He claimed that this was a house bought by his family so that he could study with peace of mind, and that he would let her suffer for a while, and then he would welcome her and the child into the house with great ceremony after she graduated from high school.

Of the large number of maids and old women who had originally stayed to serve Ye Rou, only one little maid was left to serve her.

The little maid was only in her teens and naturally didn't know how to take care of a newborn baby and a new mother. So after these two months of hardship, Ye Rou looked much more haggard.

Although she had some doubts, every time she was about to think about it, the child would burst into tears, making her feel upset. "Cry, cry, cry, all he does is cry all day long, he's really a debt collector."

Her face was grim and she looked at the red-faced child beside her with disgust.

Since she finished her confinement, Ren Shengyang has never stayed overnight except for occasionally coming to see the child. He also said that it was for her own good so that she could recover well.

This made her panic, and at the same time she suspected that Ren Shengyang had been bewitched by the little goblin outside.

The little maid hurried in when she heard the crying. When she opened the door, she saw Ye Rou's ferocious face. She was frightened and then picked up the child and coaxed him gently.

"Take her out, she's making so much noise!"

The maid did not dare to disobey her order. It was cold outside, and in order to prevent the child from catching a cold, she had to take her back to her room.

Just like that, another month passed, and on the day when the examination results came out, Ren Shengyang sent a servant to check the list early in the morning, while he sat in the restaurant and talked with a group of like-minded students.

"Congratulations, sir, for being on the list!"

The servant squeezed in with great effort, and after seeing the list, he happily knocked on the door to congratulate.

Ren Shengyang smiled calmly, raised his tea instead of wine to the students around him, bowed, said he would take his leave first, and left quickly...

Ji Qingwan looked at the snowflakes floating outside the window and couldn't help but reach out to catch them. She felt a slight chill, which made her suddenly clear-headed.

Thinking of everything she had arranged, she felt relieved and was just looking forward to the show starting next year.

(End of this chapter)