Chapter 280: Chapter 273: Good Doctor
My sister’s husband has revived his relationship with my younger sister, and what’s more, my younger sister is now pregnant. What, then, is the point of me, an unproductive hen, staying here?
But what makes me, the older sister, crumble isn’t just that my younger sister has stolen my husband, birthed a child in secret, but our parents’ attitudes. Even at this point, they still think my younger sister is in the right, that she is just reclaiming what was rightfully hers in the first place.
Later, I divorced my husband. I moved to Qing’an. One day, drunk, I fell off a building and nearly crushed a man. Not long afterwards, this man became my husband. Now I’m pregnant and about to have my own baby.
“Do you understand?”
Ren Li asked Tang Yuxin, whose childhood precociousness left no room for misunderstandings.
“Yes, I understand,” nodded Tang Yuxin. “You chose my father, and rightly so. My father may not be handsome on the exterior, but he is full of inner beauty.”
Ren Li twitched at the corner of her eye. How could her own daughter speak of her father like this? Tang Zhinian would be heartbroken if he found out. He is handsome, physically fit, and genetically endowed. Otherwise, how could he have a little marvel like Tang Yuxin?
The little mischief-maker was not just beautiful but also terribly clever.
“But there’s one thing you didn’t clarify,” Tang Yuxin piped up with a lingering question.
“How did you know about Qing’an’s provincial planning map?”
“Well, that...” Ren Li stretched out her hand, seizing the opportunity to pinch Tang Yuxin’s face once more. Her skin was as tender as tofu, a real treat to touch. She hoped her own son would look like his older sister, growing into a handsome man, captivating from childhood.
“I’ve seen Qing’an’s urban planning map. Don’t ask me how I know, I just do, and I am absolutely certain.”
Not long after, the door was pushed open gently. Tang Zhinian tip-toed into the room.
“She’s asleep, isn’t she?”
“Yes, she’s tired, and soon fell asleep,” Tang Yuxin got up, lowering her voice, “Dad, I am going home now. You need to take good care of my sister and brother.”
My sister and brother — Tang Zhinian was somewhat confused by his daughter’s wording. But if Shen Li agreed, and Tang Yuxin liked it, then he would let them be.
He sat down, gently laying his hand on his wife’s forehead. Only then did he start to feel like a husband, a feeling Sang Zhilan had never given him.
Only now did he realize, Sang Zhilan had never loved him. When a woman loves a man, it’s visible in her eyes. But at the ripe age of forty, Tang Zhinian finally learned what true love felt like.
Presently, his eyes held only affection, all for Ren Li.
When Ren Li awoke again, she found Tang Zhinian napping by the bed. Afraid that she wouldn’t sleep well, this grown man humbled himself into a ball, cornered and sleeping on the floor.
Ren Li reached out her hand, initially wanting to wake him. If he slept like this, it would be uncomfortable, and he might catch a cold. But for some reason, she ended up placing her hand above Tang Zhinian’s eyes.
In that moment, her heart felt full, and her eyes stung inexplicably; her nose tingled. In an instant, she had the urge to cry.
Perhaps that’s how it was for a pregnant woman, with a heightened sensitivity and an acute sense of anxiety.
Soft sunlight filtered through the window, casting a gentle glow on them. It created an atmosphere of tranquil beauty as if time had stopped.
Maybe life isn’t about chasing a man endlessly like she used to think. No matter how brave, how resilient she was, she would invariably exhaust her effort, time, and emotion on the journey. And in the end, she wouldn’t gain anything.
It wasn’t until she stopped, that she discovered the many wonders of life. If she ran too fast, she would miss them. It was only when she slowed down that she could discern what was good, what was right, and what she truly needed.