I forget you in the depths of time

Chapter 156 I Believe My Wife Is Not That Kind of Person

Shen Qingzong went to bed early, but he had already heard from his servants that Shen Yichen came back last night. When he saw the two of them going downstairs together, he sighed and was relieved, "Come, come, come and have breakfast."

Greeting them to have dinner, after eating, Gu Anyao will go home, and Shao Ming is also going to bring his mother back to his hometown.

Shen Qingzong said, "Today is the first day of the new year, Yichen, you take Qingyue to see your aunt and the others, and pass the door."

"Didn't you not go in previous years? What did you do this year?" Shen Yichen's reaction was very indifferent.

"You still have the nerve to say, a few years ago I asked you to go home for the New Year, did you go back? This year it's rare to be at home, I decide, you take Qingyue to see your aunt and the others."

For this aunt, Song Qingyue is only known and never met, because this nominal aunt rarely shows her face, and she has almost never met her.

Of course, this aunt was not Shen Qingzong's own daughter, but a child brought up by Shen Qingzong's old comrade-in-arms. After she gained the ability to be independent, this aunt in name had already moved out of the Shen family.

Shen Yichen lowered his eyes, said "oh" coldly, and agreed.

After Chinese New Year, the first month is the time to visit relatives and friends.

Shen Yichen's aunt married a rich returnee businessman in Lin'an City, which is adjacent to Bincheng.

They drove there by themselves and experienced the enthusiasm of the New Year's Eve on the road, being blocked and unable to move.

I was stuck in the traffic jam for two or three hours in Bincheng, and finally got on the expressway, and I was stuck in the toll gate for another hour.

Shen Yichen's patience was almost exhausted, and Qingjun's brows were stained with hostility.

"Be patient, you should be there soon."

What can I do if I can't bear it?It's too late to turn around now.

-

At seven o'clock in the evening, they arrived in Lin'an City.

Shen Yichen's aunt lived in a high-end villa area far away from the urban area. Song Qingyue sat in the car and looked outside, and couldn't help but said, "You said that the houses all look exactly the same, can you tell them apart? I feel that they are all replicas, a little There is no recognition."

"There is a room number plate."

She glanced at Shen Yichen, "Mr. Shen, I think I really have nothing to say to you."

He raised his eyebrows, noncommittal, "Don't talk, just do."

Just do...just do?
Song Qingyue blushed, and when she heard the suffocated laughter of the driver in the front row, she reached out and pinched Shen Yichen.

-

Shen Yichen's aunt is Shen Shaorong, she is a dignified, quiet, gentle and generous woman.

He warmly received them, and as soon as they entered the living room, a small figure rushed over quickly.

He quickly pulled Song Qingyue behind him, and the little dumpling hugged Shen Yichen's leg, and called sweetly, "Uncle."

Shen Yichen bent over and picked him up, with a faint smile on his brows.

Routuanzi hugged his neck tightly and smiled sweetly, "Uncle, a gift."

"Bring it."

Although Shen Yichen spoke succinctly, the tenderness in his eyes was about to drown out. He hugged the meat dumpling and walked in with his long legs.

"That's my niece, Ann."

Shen Shaorong greeted Song Qingyue in with a smile, and at the dinner stall, she saw Shen Shaorong's daughter Lin Nuanxia.

This little look glanced at Shen Yichen from time to time, no matter how dull and careless Song Qingyue was, it was impossible not to notice it.

An An has been clinging to Shen Yichen, letting him hug him when eating. Unexpectedly, Shen Yichen is very patient with An An. She coaxes everything she says, following her temperament.

When going to bed at night, An An also wants to sleep with Shen Yichen, and refuses to obediently follow Lin Nuanxia.

Lin Nuanxia laughed dryly, "An'an, come here quickly, don't disturb your uncle and aunt's rest!"

"I don't! I'm going to sleep with my uncle!"

"An An!"

Shen Yichen hugged An An and said, "Forget it, let An An sleep with us."

Lin Nuanxia felt that this was inappropriate, but An An picked Shen Yichen like a sloth bear, and she was angry and funny watching her, so she could only follow her precious daughter.

In fact, Song Qingyue didn't want to sleep with An An, not because she didn't like An An, but because she was pregnant now, and the child didn't sleep well at night, what if she kicked her in the stomach?
"Uncle, come and sleep!" The little girl was already having fun on their big bed, rolling around.

There was no bathroom in the guest room, only a toilet, so the two of them took turns to take a shower in the downstairs bathroom. Song Qingyue finished first, and when Shen Yichen went to take a shower, she looked at the little girl on the bed, a little embarrassed.

She smiled softly, "An'an, do you want to watch cartoons?"

"Hmph, childish!"

"... "

She pouted and sat on the bed, "I don't want to sleep with you! An'an doesn't want a little aunt!"

"An'an..."

"Don't call me!" She got up, crossed her body and stared at Song Qingyue, "My brother-in-law is mine, not yours! I'm the one who will marry my brother-in-law in the future!"

Song Qingyue just thought An An was funny, and didn't take the child's words to heart. Suddenly a pillow flew over, and Song Qingyue avoided hitting her.

Subconsciously protecting her stomach, the little girl on the bed swept away her cute and harmless appearance before, like a little devil in the world, "Is there a baby in your belly?! Is it my uncle's?"

She didn't move, just frowned.

When Song Qingyue was about to go to bed, An An rushed over and pushed her with great force.

"I don't want you to go to bed! You get out! The baby in your belly is not my uncle's, hum! The bad children that mother can't explain are all bastards! Wild bastards can't be born!"

Song Qingyue was so angry that a child could say such words, "An'an! You!"

She raised her hand, but before she dropped it, An An burst into tears, "Little aunt, don't hit me..."

Suddenly, the door was opened.

She didn't know when Lin Nuanxia came in, she only saw Lin Nuanxia holding her crying daughter, angrily glaring at Song Qingyue who was still raising her hands, "Miss Song, you are Yichen's wife, we respect you You, but you can't beat my daughter!"

"I...I didn't..."

Song Qingyue's raised hand hangs down weakly. She was furious when she heard An An curse the child in her belly, but she didn't really want to hit An An.

An An's cries were hissing and her lungs were cracking, her little face was red from crying, and Song Qingyue bit her lower lip, unable to utter a word.

"what happened?"

"Husband, this woman beat our daughter." Lin Nuanxia looked at the man who had just entered the room, and said coquettishly, "Look at our An An crying so sadly, it must be this woman who hit her hard."

Zhong Shaochen felt distressed when he saw his precious daughter crying out of breath, and looked at Song Qingyue with a cold face, "How could Yichen find such a femme fatale woman like you, even a child! "

Song Qingyue was tired of explaining, and didn't want to explain.

Anyway, no one believed her, she was just surprised that An An was so good at acting at such a young age and slandered her.

"Good An An, don't cry." Zhong Shaochen hugged his daughter back and coaxed her, "Daddy will take you back to your room, okay?"

"Father, she is a bad woman, she hit An An." An An put her arms around Zhong Shaochen's neck, her voice was hoarse and waxy.

After walking far away, I could still hear Zhong Shaochen's voice coaxing her daughter, Lin Nuanxia didn't move, she just stood in the room and looked Song Qingyue from head to toe, "So you are Song Qingyue, and you don't look very good. "

"You instigated An An to say that, right?"

Lin Nuanxia smiled nonchalantly, "The year I was pregnant and gave birth to An An, Brother Chen came here on purpose. Seeing that An An was very fond of her, he personally helped An An choose a name and a gift."

"An An is very close to Brother Chen, and Brother Chen also likes An An very much, and will call An An from time to time."

"You said that if Brother Chen knew that you beat An An, what would he do?"

What will he do?
Song Qingyue didn't know, she thought, Shen Yichen would... believe her, right?
Taking her expression into her eyes, Lin Nuanxia brushed her long wavy hair, "Brother Chen, he doesn't care about anything, but he dotes on An An, even more than me and Shaochen. "

"You and An Ambi don't pose any threat."

"Brother Chen, he must love my daughter even more. Even if I know that you didn't hit me, so what? Now everyone in our family believes that you are a vicious woman who is narrow-minded and won't let children go."

Song Qingyue was silent, and Lin Nuanxia left with a smug smile.

Song Qingyue didn't know whether to be angry or laugh, she picked up the pillow helplessly, patted it and threw it back on the bed.

What about vicious women?So what if you hit Ann or not?

Anyway, this Lin family has nothing to do with her, at most she will leave after walking through the door, she will not waste her mind on such a boring person.

Shen Yichen didn't know how long it took to take a bath, Song Qingyue waited and fell asleep.

She was woken up, and she opened her eyes bewilderedly, her ears were wet, and the warm breath poured into her ears.

"Why do you go to bed so early? Huh?"

Song Qingyue pushed Shen Yichen, closed her eyes and said lazily, "I'm a little tired after a day's driving."

"I've heard about An'an."

She froze for a moment, "Oh..."

"What's wrong? Don't want to explain something?"

"If you believe me, why should I explain? If you don't believe me, why should I explain?"

He was laughing, his chest was trembling, and he kissed the corner of her lips, "Well, I believe my wife is not that kind of person, you don't have to pay attention to what that little girl said."

"Don't care?" Song Qingyue opened her eyes, "Do you know what An An said? She said that the child in my belly was a wild species, and that he could not be born. I am not a person who will get angry with a child. If she Otherwise, how could I be angry?"

It doesn't matter if she is naive or ignorant.

She just felt uncomfortable listening to Lin Nuanxia's words. What does it mean to spoil An An? She is not comparable to An An?
Holding her hand tightly, Shen Yichen suppressed his smile, "She really said that?"

"if not?"

Shen Yichen gave her a complicated look, put his arms around her, and said hoarsely, "Do you know how old An An is?"

"do not know."

"An'an is five years old."

Song Qingyue thought that he was reprimanding herself for slandering a five-year-old little girl in a disguised form, so she breathed a sigh of relief, pushed hard, and said awkwardly, "So what about five years old? What does it matter to me? Don't believe me , you just..."

"Okay, don't get angry."

He comforted Song Qingyue, feeling a little helpless against her sudden temper, "I'm not saying that I don't believe you, I mean that An An is five years old, and our child should be five years old if he is still alive."

"An An was born shortly after your miscarriage. I treat An An well because of my guilt towards that child."

"... "

Song Qingyue didn't speak for a while, but tightened his clothes.

"Shen Yichen, you are an out-and-out bastard!" She said, her voice choked up again, "An An is not my baby, she can't replace my baby..."

"Hmm..." Adam's apple rolled with difficulty.

He didn't know that An An couldn't replace his own child. He wanted to alleviate his sins at the time. It wasn't that he didn't like children. On the contrary, he was actually looking forward to the child in Song Qingyue's womb. After she had a miscarriage, Shen Yichen felt very uncomfortable. It just so happened that Lin Nuanxia gave birth to An An. He left everything behind and came over. Seeing that little ball, his heart was bitter and hated. If his baby was born, it would definitely be more lovable than An An.

(End of this chapter)