Wow, this rough-around-the-edges pregnant wife is something else, she's incredibly ruthless!

As night fell, the family sat together in the brightly lit living room.

Sheng Jin and Jiang Zhu sat in the main seats, and the others sat down next to them.

There were eight dishes and a soup on the table, all of which were Lu Chuan's specialties. The aroma was so enticing that everyone's mouth watered.

As the daughter-in-law and also the lady of the house, Meng Tong was the first to get up and serve everyone chicken soup and rice.

"Everyone, start eating! It'll get cold soon."

"Yes! Let's start eating!" Jiang Zhu looked at Meng Tong with a smile, took the chicken soup she handed over, and took a sip.

The chicken soup is flavorful and not greasy. Mushrooms are added and stewed together, giving it a fresh mushroom aroma.

Jiang Zhu felt a warm sensation all over her body after taking a bite.

"It tastes so good."

"If it tastes good, Mom, drink more," Meng Tong said with a smile, then nudged Lu Chuan, who was sitting idly to the side, with her elbow.

After a moment of hesitation, the man picked up his chopsticks and placed a piece of chicken on Jiang Zhu's plate.

"Mother...eat meat."

"Hey!" Jiang Zhu quickly handed over a bowl to catch the chicken, her eyes filled with joy.

With his lips pursed, Lu Chuan served food to Sheng Jin, Sheng Yu, and the others. Although he seemed a little stiff, everyone accepted it gladly.

The family enjoyed a truly meaningful reunion dinner together.

After dinner, Jiang Zhu and Sheng Jin, who had been traveling a long way, went back to their room to rest early.

Such extreme emotional fluctuations within a single day are unbearable for someone their age.

The three uncles and nephews took care of cleaning up after the meal, while Meng Tong took Lu He and Lu Yan to the bathroom to take a shower, and also gave little Lu Huai a shower.

Carrying her chubby son back into the house, Meng Tong coaxed him to sleep and then went to the next room to make a bed for Sheng Yu.

When the house was being built, Meng Tong had asked Lu Chuan to leave a few extra rooms. Now, besides the east room where Sheng Jin and Jiang Zhu live, there is the room next door reserved for Lu Huai, the west room, and a guest room.

Because no one lives there, the room only contains a bed and a stool or chair.

After Meng Tong came in, she first used a rag to wipe the dust off the bed and other places.

Then they found brand new mattresses, quilts, tablecloths, and other items in the space.

After everything was ready, almost half an hour had passed.

After leaving the room, Meng Tong glanced at the three people still sitting in the living room and heard them discussing something through their voices, which seemed to come from near and far.

The woman didn't go in to disturb them; she simply closed the cleaned-up door and went back to her own room.

Having packed most of her things, Meng Tong quickly did some skincare and combed her hair before going to bed.

A small luminous pearl on the ceiling illuminated the space brightly. The woman was not sleepy yet, so she raised her pillow and leaned against it.

Soft strands of hair concealed the woman's gentle and aloof profile, while her bright eyes were intently focused on the book she was flipping through.

This scene was witnessed by Lu Chuan, who had just entered. The man felt a surge of warmth in his heart, as if he were filled with happiness.

He must have had a few drinks in the living room; there was a faint smell of alcohol as the man approached. Meng Tong glanced sideways at the man walking towards her.

"You've been drinking."

"Hmm." His voice was low and husky. Lu Chuan stopped a step away from the woman, afraid of offending her with his breath.

"I had a few drinks with them. What were you looking at, my wife?"

"I'm just flipping through the medical books my fourth uncle gave He'er when I have nothing else to do," Meng Tong replied softly. "Have my eldest brother and the others gone back to their rooms?"

"Yes, everyone's already resting. I'll take a shower and be right back. If you're sleepy, my wife, go to sleep first."

The man had gentle eyes and a rosy blush on his cheeks, which Meng Tong found rather sexy for some reason.

Closing the book, Meng Tong lifted a corner of the blanket, slipped on warm slippers, and came to the man.

Her black hair was loose and flowing, and her skin was as white as a plump, peeled lychee. When she looked up at herself, her beautiful, lively eyes seemed like a deep pool that could drown a person.

A large, hot hand rose and covered the woman's eyes. Her long, blinking eyelashes were like a tickle that could itch her heart. Lu Chuan tensed up and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm going to take a shower."

He then strode out of the house. Meng Tong watched his panicked back and couldn't help but curl a sly smile at the corner of his mouth.

She was also seduced by him.

After standing silently for three seconds, Meng Tong went straight to the table, sat down, poured himself a cup of hot tea, drank it, and then slowly swayed back to bed to lie down.

Here.

Inside the bathroom, the man took off all his clothes and stood by the bucket, pouring cold water over his head one ladle at a time. The man, who was somewhat dazed from drinking, gradually came to his senses.

His chest heaving up and down revealed his excitement as Lu Chuan leaned against the wall and reached down with one hand.

Tonight is really not a good time.

……

The next day.

After a sleepless night, Meng Tong woke up on the man's broad chest and looked up at the man who still had his eyes closed.

I thought I would toss and turn all night, but I ended up drinking a cup of hot tea and falling asleep right away. I don't even know when Lu Chuan came back.

Seeing that his peaceful sleeping face was less cold than when he was awake, Meng Tong couldn't help but raise her hand to touch the man's high nose bridge, and then his lips.

Lu Chuan's lips are quite beautiful. When he has a cold expression, they feel somewhat sharp, but when he relaxes, they feel bouncy and slightly cool to the touch.

The woman's soft, hot fingers touched her lips, and the man, who had been keeping his eyes closed, opened them.

"My wife is awake."

"...Ahem, I see you have some dead skin on your lips, let me help you... um."

He suddenly lowered his head and kissed her, silencing Meng Tong before she could say anything more.

She shouldn't have messed with the man from the morning.

After the two chattered for a quarter of an hour, Lu Chuan finally released the woman from his arms, satisfied.

He chuckled softly, his voice husky and distinctive, "So, is my wife satisfied?"

"Hmph! Not satisfied."

Pushing away Lu Chuan's large hand that was holding her, Meng Tong rolled over and climbed off the bed.

His words made it sound like she was very hungry/desire.

With his arm half-supported on his bent thigh, Lu Chuan looked at Meng Tong, who was throwing a tantrum, with a smile in his eyes.

Lu Chuan rarely saw her like this.

On the contrary, he not only didn't think it was bad, but even thought she was more energetic and lovely at that moment.

……

Once outside, the two are a completely different person; they treat each other with respect, yet you can still feel the love between them.

Sitting under the eaves, holding their grandson and granddaughter in their arms, Jiang Zhu and Sheng Jin were beaming with joy.

I wish these days could last forever.

A faint worry lingered between Sheng Jin's furrowed brows. Lu Yan looked up at him and asked, "Grandpa, Mom said that frowning doesn't look good!"

As she spoke, she raised her small hand and gently smoothed out Sheng Jin's furrowed brows, her eyes filled with seriousness.

The man was amused by his words, and laughed out loud, feeling instantly healed.

The boat will straighten itself when it reaches the bridge, so why should he make things difficult for himself?

People get old eventually!