The Stepmother’s Counterattack: Raising a Child in a Bygone Era
Chapter 237 - 236: She’s Not Carrying Your Child, What Are You Getting Excited About?

Chapter 237: Chapter 236: She’s Not Carrying Your Child, What Are You Getting Excited About?

Pei Ziheng told Pei Yang about Pei Wenping’s unexpected visit to the factory in the evening when she ran into Hu Guifen.

Judging from the situation in the afternoon, Pei Yang could almost be certain that the whole affair was a scheme concocted by Huang Yuan and Shi Guangsheng behind the scenes.

For an enterprise as large as Hengxing, if they really wanted to make things difficult for their food factory, there were plenty of means and methods available to them, and he wouldn’t even have the power to resist.

But he had made such a fuss in the afternoon, and all Hengxing had done was send out security officers to drive them away and call the police—a child’s play tactic that seemed more like something Huang Yuan, that small-minded person, would do.

"Okay, I understand. Go to sleep, I’ll hold you."

"Dad, what did you do this afternoon?"

"Don’t ask about adult matters, child. Go to sleep quickly, otherwise, you won’t grow tall."

Saying so, Pei Yang grasped Pei Ziheng’s small head and forced it onto his shoulder.

Pei Ziheng had been tired for a long time, staying up just to wait for Pei Yang to return. Placed on Pei Yang’s shoulder, he was overwhelmed by a strong wave of sleepiness and quickly fell asleep as his eyelids grew heavy.

Listening to his son’s even, gentle breathing, Pei Yang’s expression softened, he held his son’s thin, soft body tightly in his arms and leaned against the wall with his eyes closed.

...

"Director Zhong, your coffee and today’s newspaper."

"Just put them there."

After hanging up her coat and scarf, Zhong Qing sat at her desk, sipped her coffee elegantly while flipping through the newspaper.

Her gaze suddenly grew fixed as she read.

After finishing the newspaper article, she immediately put down her coffee and picked up the phone to make a call.

Neither the food factory nor the Pei Family answered, and Zhong Qing couldn’t sit still anymore; she put on her coat and scarf and left the office.

...

Shen Mingzhu was awakened by the tempting aroma of steamed buns.

As she opened her eyes, daylight was already flooding through the window.

In addition to her, there were four other patients in the ward—some washing their faces, others eating, creating a bustling atmosphere.

The scent of the steamed buns that she smelled was coming from the bed next to hers.

The woman in the next bed, ready to give birth yet passed her due date without going into labor, her belly large and somewhat frightening to look at.

As Shen Mingzhu glanced at the buns in her hands, the pregnant woman smiled at her, "Hungry, aren’t you? Your man has gone downstairs with your eldest to buy breakfast for you."

Pei Yang came?

As Shen Mingzhu thought this, Pei Yang entered with breakfast in hand.

Seeing her awake, both father and son hastened their steps to her bedside.

"Mom, you’re awake."

"I’ll go get you some water for washing up," Pei Yang said.

"I can do it myself and use the bathroom at the same time."

"Okay."

Pei Yang helped her sit up, deftly pulling an elastic band from his pocket to tie her hair.

Shen Mingzhu let the man tie her hair while she pulled her son closer and used her fingers to smooth his tousled hair, asking him where he slept last night.

"I slept with Dad."

Hearing this, Shen Mingzhu looked up at Pei Yang, "When did you come last night?"

"A bit late, you were already asleep."

The father and son both answered without revealing any details, not wanting her to know that they had spent the night on a bench by the door.

Shen Mingzhu wanted to continue asking about the situation at the factory, but then a familiar voice came from the door of the ward—

"Mingzhu."

Surprised and somewhat delighted at Zhong Qing’s arrival, Shen Mingzhu asked, "Qingqing, what brings you here?"

Being attentive, Zhong Qing noticed the breakfast on the bedside table and suggested Shen Mingzhu eat first, "Let’s talk after you’ve eaten well."

Shen Mingzhu: "But I haven’t washed up yet."

Zhong Qing smiled, "Then go freshen up. I’ll wait for you."

"Okay."

Pei Yang carefully supported Shen Mingzhu to the hospital ward, appearing very cautious. Zhong Qing called Pei Ziheng over and asked gently, "Is the little baby in your mother’s tummy still okay?"

"Mhm."

Upon receiving a positive response, Zhong Qing couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhong Qing didn’t stay long. After making sure that Shen Mingzhu’s health was no major concern and congratulating her, she left.

Upon leaving the hospital, Zhong Qing didn’t return to her workplace but went to the school to find Yan Yi.

To see her, Yan Yi was somewhat surprised.

Although the two were ostensibly engaged, they seldom contacted each other privately. It was the first time for her to approach him directly like today.

"What happened?"

"Let’s talk in your office."

"Okay."

After closing the office door, Yan Yi habitually went to make tea, but Zhong Qing stopped him, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Yan Yi turned around, his expression inscrutable.

Zhong Qing took out a newspaper from her bag and handed it to him.

The newspaper was folded, and the news of Pei Yang making a scene in front of the Hengxing Building yesterday was strikingly at the top.

With a smile lingering on her lips, Zhong Qing’s smile contained a hint of mockery, "Last night, Shen Mingzhu was in the hospital, while Pei Yang endured the cold outside Hengxing until midnight."

Yan Yi immediately looked up, "What happened to her?"

"She went to deliver goods to Hengxing yesterday morning, and Hengxing refused to acknowledge the deal. She probably got so angry that she fainted on the spot."

"How is she now? Which hospital is she in?"

Yan Yi’s typically cultured and elegant face showed rare signs of tension and concern.

Zhong Qing eyed him, "She’s not in any major trouble herself, but the child inside her isn’t doing too well. Those who know, understand you want to help her. Those who don’t might think you harbor enmity towards them and don’t want their life to be easy."

...

After Zhong Qing left, Yan Yi canceled his lectures for the day and drove back to his residence.

Upon entering, he went straight to the sofa and flung off the blanket.

"Get up!"

Seeing Ning Yuan sleeping deeply and not responding, he grabbed a cup from the coffee table and poured the water on him.

"Ah! Is it raining?"

Ning Yuan, jolted awake from his deep sleep by the unexpected dousing, sat up bewildered. When he saw Yan Yi standing in front of the sofa and the water cup in his hand, he went berserk.

"Yan, what the hell are you doing early in the morning??"

"I knew you were a waste, but I hadn’t realized you were even more of a waste than I thought."

Ning Yuan wiped the water off his face, "What did I do? What atrocity have I committed to deserve being woken up and scolded first thing in the morning?"

Yan Yi’s face was sternly cold.

With his background and status, temper tantrums were common, but he rarely displayed his emotions like this.

"The task I assigned you, how did you handle it?"

"What task?"

Confronting Yan Yi’s chilling gaze, Ning Yuan shivered with realization, "I did handle it. I specifically went to the company last month to instruct Huang Yuan, what went wrong?"

"Are you aware that she’s pregnant? Because of your stupidity, she was so upset her pregnancy was endangered, and now she’s hospitalized."

Although the two were uncle and nephew, they were close in age and got along more like brothers. Yan Yi had always been protective and indulgent towards Ning Yuan and had never spoken to him with such intense reproach until today.

It’s all for a woman!

Ning Yuan’s temper immediately flared up, "Why are you lashing out at me? She’s not even carrying your child; what are you getting worked up for?"

"Crash!"

The glass shattered at Ning Yuan’s feet.

The sting of the cut on his skin sobered him up, and he immediately regretted his tactless words.

Grasping his hair tightly, he walked up to Yan Yi and bowed his head in apology, "Uncle, I’m sorry, I failed to do what I promised you. Give me another chance, and this time I will make amends. If I fail, you can deal with me as you see fit."

Search the lightnovelworld.cc website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.