When the pregnant wife frowned due to morning sickness, the whole family of the tycoon took turns co

In the Jiang family's living room, Jiang Kai's clothes were torn, and the duck feathers stuffing them were scattered all over the floor.

As the door opened, a gust of wind blew, and the fluffy fibers fluttered in the air.

Jiang Kai's pants were also torn, and his legs were covered in shocking bloodstains.

At this moment, Jiang Kai lay on the ground, his eyes lifeless and unfocused, staring at the direction of the door.

Fu Wantang cried and tried to pull Jiang Kai up, but Jiang Kai was tall and heavy, and she couldn't get any help from him.

I tried several times, but without success.

Jiang Mianzhi was tired from fighting, so he sat down at the top of the stairs to smoke. His face was hidden in the thin mist as the smoke swirled around him.

Ruan Jingyi dropped her handbag. "Auntie, let's each take one side and help her to the sofa first."

The two of them worked together to get Jiang Kai to lie down on the sofa, and Ruan Jingyi helped call a doctor to come and treat Jiang Kai's injuries.

After settling Jiang Kai in, Fu Wantang completely erupted.

"Jiang Mianzhi, you've gone too far this time!" Fu Wantang said, tears welling in her eyes. "For so many years, you've been busy with work and have hardly ever taken care of anything at home. I've even had to take care of your own shoes, socks, and clothes. You haven't fulfilled any of your responsibilities as a father."

"Jiang Kai only said a few trivial things, and you beat him up so badly? He's almost half dead!"

"Are you hitting him, or do you think I haven't raised him well all these years, so you're trying to set things right now?"

Fu Wantang tearfully made her accusations.

Jiang Mianzhi pressed the cigarette butt onto the floor, extinguishing the flame.

"Wantang, those words weren't insignificant. An Xiaoyue's final reminder was a wake-up call."

He had worked so hard to get to where he was today, and he didn't want his clean and honest career to be tarnished by his son.

Jiang Kai, who is interning at Changfeng Group, cannot go.

At his age, having already secured the position of deputy director, there was already a lot of gossip going around behind his back.

However, he has always acted uprightly and honestly, and no one has been able to find any fault with him.

Fortunately, Jiang Kai was speaking to his family today.

If it were an outsider, his opponent would have killed him four or five times already.

“Warning, Jiang Mianzhi, I don’t understand your ways of officialdom. I only know that I have the right and the ability to let my son, Fu Wantang, live as he pleases.”

“But he is also my son, Jiang Mianzhi.”

Fu Wantang was stunned. "You mean, my Fu family isn't worthy?"

“That’s not what I meant, Wan Tang.”

Fu Wantang's emotions gradually spiraled out of control, and she shouted unreasonably, "Then tell me, what do you mean!"

Jiang Mianzhi remained silent, while Fu Wantang nodded knowingly.

She was disappointed. "I've done so much, but I've made so many mistakes. It's all my fault that my son grew up to be the way he is today."

"Fine!" Fu Wantang declared defiantly, "From now on, Jiang Kai is your responsibility. I can't control him. I was born a young lady of the Fu family, and I can't educate your Jiang family son."

"Wantang, I just hope that he will be strict with himself and pay attention to his words and actions."

"In the end, you're still worried that Jiang Kai will affect your career. Then teach him yourself. You decide what kind of person he should become, and mold him into that mold!"

Fu Wantang kicked off her high heels and went straight upstairs, ignoring the duck feathers and mess on the floor.

Jiang Mianzhi knew that if they continued talking, it would affect their relationship. Now that things had been brought up so clearly, the matter would be ruined.

Based on the above, Leng Shi was transferred back to Beijing, giving him the opportunity to become Cameron's next special envoy.

Jiang Kai's current actions are like a ticking time bomb.

He had to stop and take care of things at home first.

Otherwise, if he sits on it, sooner or later someone will find a handle to pull him down, or even trample him even lower.

He kept the saying "better safe than sorry" in mind.

Fu Wantang, soaking in the bathtub, had long since lost her earlier anger.

She swirled the wine glass in her hand, the amber liquid sliding down the side of the glass and going down smoothly.

Jiang Kai, as expected, did not disappoint her.

Jiang Mianzhi, who cherishes his reputation and strives for steady progress, certainly wouldn't be in a hurry to work abroad.

At present, no one in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is more suitable for overseas assignments than Jiang Mianzhi.

As long as Jiang Mianzhi can't go to Cameroon, Shize can't come back.

An Jiaren and An Xiaoyue's identities will never be discovered.

Compared to Shize's brother returning to China and discovering An Xiaoyue and An Jiaren, she would rather Shize's brother stay in Cameroon for the rest of his life.

Anyway, if she wants to see him, she can just take a trip abroad anytime.

As a special envoy, he wouldn't ignore her, a tourist in a foreign country.

With her plan succeeding, Fu Wantang was overjoyed; this was the best New Year's gift of the year.

Evening, at the Waterside Pavilion.

After taking a shower, An Xiaoyue lay in bed reading the bedtime stories she had bought that day.

It has to be said that children's things are just so cute, the illustrations are beautiful, and the writers' words are full of love.

The bathroom door opened, and Fu Shengyang emerged looking refreshed.

An Xiaoyue's voice abruptly stopped reading the picture book.

Fu Shengyang sat down beside her, his voice languid, "Continue."

An Xiaoyue had no choice but to continue reading, "He rowed his boat, crossed the river, passed through the forest, and climbed the mountain..."

Her voice was soft and clear, like a mountain stream flowing gently and soothingly.

Fu Shengyang lay on his back on the bed, listening quietly.

No wonder babies love listening to their mothers tell bedtime stories.

A gentle tone can dispel all the unhappiness of the day, allowing you to fall asleep with only the tenderness and love that belongs only to a mother.

An Xiaoyue closed the picture book and then realized that Fu Shengyang was lying down with his eyes closed.

This was read to Lucky, who himself had fallen asleep.

"Okay, I've finished reading." She asked tentatively, wanting to see if Fu Shengyang was really asleep.

Fu Shengyang lifted his eyelids. "Why did you suddenly decide to read bedtime stories?"

"Prenatal education." She told Fu Shengyang about the theory that newborns gain a sense of security through sound.

Fu Shengyang took the bedtime storybook from her hand and flipped through it. "I'll read it from now on."

Her hand missed its target, and An Xiaoyue lowered her head, feeling sullen.

Is it possible that even her voice couldn't be remembered by luck?

Should she be deprived of even this basic right of being a mother?

She felt a lump of cotton stuck in her throat, along with Ruan Jingyi's words from earlier that day.

Although she fought back powerfully at the time, it was out of self-defense.

Reasonable as it may be, her voice is now unrecognizable to the children.

Ruan Jingyi's words still had a slight impact on her in this situation.

The thought that luck might leave her made An Xiaoyue so sad that tears welled up in her eyes.

She didn't want to conclude through her own speculation and analysis that Fu Shengyang wouldn't get a divorce; she wanted to hear Fu Shengyang's answer.

"Will you divorce me?"

"Divorce?" Fu Shengyang was puzzled; why did the topic change so quickly?

An Xiaoyue lowered her head even further and murmured, "Mmm."

She wanted to know the answer, yet she was also afraid of it.

After all, her marriage to Fu Shengyang was a marriage of convenience; they only got married because they had a child.

Unlike couples who fall in love naturally or get married through arranged marriages.

Aside from their child, she and Fu Shengyang had no other connection.

Fu Shengyang was puzzled.

Is it because I've reached a stage where my emotions fluctuate greatly and I'm more susceptible to the effects of pregnancy hormones?

Or is it because of what Ruan Jingyi said today?

This is a very serious matter.

Fu Shengyang, "Why did you suddenly think about divorce?"