The fat wife is rebellious: she was spoiled by the group on the way to escape famine

As for a man with upright character and responsibility like Song Wenqin, he is hard to come by in this era, but who can guarantee that such good qualities can remain unchanged forever?

At least Jiang Jinhe himself couldn't give a 100% guarantee.

In this environment, things like Jiang Yuannian keeping a mistress and having a child with her were simply not something that could be told to outsiders.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Jinhe finally decided to thoroughly explain to the little girl all the practical problems that might be faced.

"Yuyu, since you already have a clear idea, then do it according to your heart, but I must remind you of one thing."

"You have to know, what if you meet a man who makes your heart beat faster in the future, but finds out that he doesn't want to spend his life with you?"

Jiang Jinhe asked with concern, her tone full of helplessness and heartache.

Song Yuyu thought for a moment, then smiled and replied, "If I really can't find my ideal partner, then I'd rather live with my third sister-in-law. After she gives birth to the babies, I'll do my best to help take care of them. Third sister-in-law, you can give birth to more children, and then..."

Hearing her words becoming more and more outrageous, Jiang Jinhe hurriedly interrupted her.

"Alright, alright, you've made your choice. Go get on with your business and stop wasting time talking nonsense here."

"Okay, sister-in-law, I'll leave now!"

Song Yuyu responded with a smile on her face, then hurried away.

Her expression was completely different from the one she had last night when she was crying.

If you weren't in her room at that moment, you would really think that everything that just happened was just a dream.

"This girl is really a good actress. She cried so miserably, and then became so cheerful in the blink of an eye."

Jiang Jinhe couldn't help but chuckle, then closed her eyes again, ready to take another nap.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and then clear and familiar footsteps were heard - it was obvious that Song Wenqin had returned.

Along with these footsteps, there was a familiar and comfortable woody fragrance. The man had already approached the bed.

Jiang Jinhe deliberately remained motionless, pretending not to hear anything.

Soon she felt the mattress sink slightly, and then a warm, large hand gently stroked her cheek.

Song Wenqin seemed to be deliberately trying to wake herself up, and kept gently combing her hair.

Finally, unable to bear the interruption any longer, Jiang Jinhe suddenly opened his eyes, "Song Wenqin, did you mean to wake me up?"

Song Wenqin smiled faintly, "I'm just curious. I want to see how long you can keep pretending to sleep like this."

"Who's pretending to be asleep? It was you who woke me up."

Jiang Jinhe said unhappily, with a hint of anger in her tone.

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault."

Song Wenqin responded with a smile, and as he spoke, he reached out to lift the quilt, preparing to hug her in his arms.

"What do you want to do?"

Jiang Jinhe immediately stepped back warily, thinking to himself that this guy really didn't know the situation.

However, Song Wenqin acted quickly and pounced on her and held her in his arms.

"Take you back to bed."

He said it lightly, his tone full of doting.

"It's already daybreak, why are you still sleeping?"

Jiang Jinhe twisted her body a few times, as if trying to get rid of his arms.

"It's okay not to sleep, there are some things that need to be done."

Song Wenqin raised his eyebrows, a hint of smirk in his words, then picked her up and walked back to their room.

"What's going on so early in the morning?"

Jiang Jinhe asked doubtfully, vaguely knowing what he was going to do.

"Think about it yourself."

A sly smile appeared on Song Wenqin's lips.

"I can not guess it."

Jiang Jinhe continued to play dumb, but she still couldn't escape his clutches.

Before she could finish her words, he suddenly threw her onto the bed and pressed her down with his whole body.

"I was alone last night. Doesn't my wife want to comfort me?"

Song Wenqin's voice became softer, but the expectation in his eyes was obvious.

"I..." Jiang Jinhe was about to explain what happened last night, but she felt a pair of warm lips pressed directly against her, blocking all her words.

Song Wenqin didn't let her go until he had kissed her enough, and only then did she have the chance to tell her what happened last night.

After hearing that Jiang Yuannian had a child outside, Song Wenqin was shocked.

"You have a child before you get married?"

He asked in surprise, his eyes filled with shock.

Looking at Song Wenqin's surprised expression, Jiang Jinhe felt a little complicated.

"Yeah. Are you envious?"

She asked calmly, a hint of uneasiness in her eyes.

"Well," Song Wenqin gently held her face and kissed her tenderly, "I envy him for being able to do these things with children."

Jiang Jinhe was stunned for a moment. After thinking about his words carefully, she finally understood what he meant, and her face immediately flushed.

"...It's almost time anyway."

She lowered her head and spoke in a low voice, her voice as thin as a mosquito's hum.

"Well, I'm counting the days. There are still five months and twelve days left."

Song Wenqin looked at her carefully, his eyes full of anticipation, as if he was waiting for that day to come, his heart filled with incomparable longing and yearning.

Jiang Jinhe pursed her lips and smiled, feeling that such precision was unnecessary, even if it was a few months in advance it wouldn't matter.

After all, some things are better left to chance.

Thinking of this, she stopped talking and thought silently: Forget it, let him hope so, it’s his intention anyway.

She had no plans to go to Yuemanlou today. After all, the renovations there had been completed. All she had to do next was follow the established steps, and she didn't need to worry about anything herself.

Everyone knows Chen Zhong's loyalty to King Chen, so it is undoubtedly most appropriate to entrust such an important task to him.

Jiang Jinhe was also very relieved about this matter.

After getting up, she quickly washed up and then sat down to eat breakfast.

After breakfast, she sent Song Wenqin out to help Song Yuyu, and then she returned to her room to continue making powder, eyebrow pencils and other cosmetics.

In one morning, with her unremitting efforts, she made more than 300 pressed powders, which is a considerable number.

She also ordered some necessities online.

While browsing the Internet, I accidentally discovered a small shop with a very classic style.

Some of the clothing and accessories sold in the store are particularly in line with my requirements and are very suitable for sale.

Jiang Jinhe then started several rounds of bargaining with the seller. With her persistence, she finally got a 3% discount.

Then she immediately placed an order for a batch of goods.

Jiang Jinhe is not worried at all about the future sales of these items, because she knows very well that they will be sold out quickly once they are put on the shelves.

Just when Jiang Jinhe was busy with her work, there was a gentle but polite knock on the door.

The person outside the door knocked politely first, then asked, "Is anyone home?"