Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
It was a simple family dinner and was supposed to be a simple, official meeting between Ye Qianqian and the relatives.
But ultimately, it was just a gathering.
After the meal, Ye Qianqian and Shen Zhilie went to the Shen residence.
But the moment they entered the Shen house, they heard the cries of a baby.
The sound was exceptionally jarring, especially since there weren’t any young children in the family at all.
Ye Qianqian looked at Shen Zhilie and asked, “Where did the baby e from?”
Shen Zhilie’s lips curled up slightly, but he didn’t reply right away.
Shen Zhilie led Ye Qianqian into the house, and they immediately saw Nanny He, who was
coaxing a baby in her arms.
Ye Qianqian didn’t have much experience with babies, but this baby didn’t seem like it was a newborn.
It had to be at least one or two months old.
Ye Qianqian moved in closer and glanced curiously at it before asking, “Whose baby is this?”
Nanny He grinned and replied, “It’s the Great Young Master’s child.”
Ye Qianqian was stunned, but she quickly understood what was going on.
She turned and look at Shen Zhilie, who then nodded at her and said, “You’ve guessed right.”
Shocked, she drew in a sharp breath and said, “How could she agree to send the baby over?”
“Shen Luo’an is a real jerk!” she thought.
Ye Qianqian didn’t think he was very successful as a husband or a man.
“Could such a person really take good care of a child?” she thought.
“Where is she?” Ye Qianqian asked.
Shen Zhilie glanced at her. “I don’t know,” he said simply. “My brother said she’s dead.”
“Impossible!” Ye Qianqian found it hard to believe, but at the same time, she felt a little sad.
“Shen Manting had terrible fortune,” she thought. “She met Shen Luo’an, and then she met Old Mrs. Shen… Sigh!”
“I don’t believe it, either,” Shen Zhilie sighed softly. “Do you want to hold the baby?”
Ye Qianqian initially wanted to hold it, but then she felt a little afraid to do so.
“This is Shen Manting and Shen Luo’an’s child!” she thought.
After she stared at the baby for a while, she couldn’t restrain herself any longer and reached out her hands to take it.
The baby wouldn’t stop crying. Its face was already red from crying, and its voice was loud and piercing.
“Is the child a boy or a girl?” Ye Qianqian stared at it and pinched its tiny hands.
Miraculously, the child’s cries lessened the moment she pinched it.
As if it were curious, it opened its black, watery eyes and stared at Ye Qianqian.
“It’s really pretty.” Ye Qianqian stared at the baby in her arms, and her lips widened into a smile.
“He’s a boy. His name is Shen Yuexiao.” Shen Zhilie looked at the baby. “Grandmother named him. What do you think?”
“It sounds nice,” Ye Qianqian exclaimed. “‘Yue’ as in ‘excel’?”
“Yes, and ‘Xiao’ as in ‘brave and fierce.’”
“That’s pretty awesome. Did Grandmother e up with it through fortune-telling?”
“Probably. I’m not sure.” Shen Zhilie stared at the baby. “The baby was already here when I returned to the capital, but Manting didn’t e back here.”
“You didn’t manage to see her?”
“No.” Shen Zhilie sounded as if he were scolding himself. “My brother said she’s dead, so how could I see her?”
Ye Qianqian became silent, feeling a little doubtful about what Shen Luo’an said.
“Shen Manting wouldn’t die so easily, would she?” she asked herself in disbelief.
…
January 25. Sunny day.
It was the New Year, and he came to look for me. He brought a few dozen bags of tonics, and he let himself into my apartment without my permission. I didn’t dare to go home and was drenched in the rain.
My stomach hurts badly. It’s all because of that jerk!”
…
January 27. Rainy day.
My stomach hurt for a really long time, but the baby’s now finally born.
It’s a boy, and he weighs 5.7 catties.
There’s a saying that children born during the New Year will have the best lives.
They’ll live long lives, and each year will be full of good fortune.
Thankfully, the baby’s especially healthy and doesn’t have any problems because of my malnutrition.
Baby, Mummy loves you.
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