Chapter 341: 341: Husband Wants a Fat Son (Second Update)
My Lady, To Defeat Scumbags You Must Start Early
Translator:Â 549690339
Having become accustomed to his lengthy speeches, Yin Qin found Mu Cidianâs silence to be golden.
He stretched languidly, âNow that you have someone to sign off on your surgery, thereâs no need for me to linger. However, you should take the advice I gave you earlier and mull it over. I think Xin Zaozao has not let go of you yet. If you are truly fond of her, take the initiative. Perhaps you can salvage your relationship.â
Not like him, who never even got a start and is directly sentenced to be bro-zoned.
Yin Qin left.
Mu Cidian became even more silent.
Though his upper abdomen was still in a lot of pain, that could not overshadow his heart pounding at this moment.
Ifâ¦
If Xin Zaozao still likes himâ¦
At that moment, he dared not believe it, yet was joyful, anticipating the possibility.
Pressing his lips together, little by little, he began to calm his raging emotions.
Yin Qin left Mu Cidianâs ward intending to go home.
But on second thought, since he was already at the hospital, he might as well pay a visit to that old fox, Ji Baijian.
Last night he said not to bother him.
What a crap, not allowing him to go.
That just made his curiosity greater.
He walked towards the VIP section of the hospital, where the security guards from the private ward recognized him already.
Yin Qin strutted into Ji Baijianâs ward.
He just knew it.
Whatever could make Ji Baijian refuse to see himâ¦
It had to be because of this woman, Song Zhizhi.
He saw Song Zhizhi and Ji Baijian in the same ward, with Ji Baijian lying on the bed, his eyes constantly on Song Zhizhi.
Song Zhizhi was sitting next to him, peeling fruits. He couldnât stand watching her messily peeling fruits, yet Ji Baijianâs eyes were full of love.
They were just torturing a single guy like him.
He strode into the room, not pleased.
Song Zhizhi and Ji Baijian both turned to look at him.
Yin Qin walked over, grabbed the fruit that Song Zhizhi had so painstakingly peeled, and took a bite.
Song Zhizhi was speechless.
After so long, Yin Qin remained as juvenile as ever.
Yin Qin relished the fruit, taunting as he ate, âI am eating the apple that your wife peeled for you. Just watch me, what are you gonna do about it?â
Ji Baijian just gave Yin Qin a glance.
Yin Qin sat casually next to Ji Baijianâs bed, deliberately eating with exaggeration.
Song Zhizhi didnât want to argue with Yin Qin either.
She always felt he was Ji Baijianâs big baby boy.
Why bother arguing with a kid?
She took another apple and started to peel it carefully.
Ji Baijian asked, âWhy are you here?â
âWhy canât I be here?â Yin Qin retaliated.
âIsnât today a workday?â
âEvery day is a weekend for me.â Yin Qin snapped back.
Ji Baijian decided not to engage him further.
Yin Qin continued to act nonchalantly.
As he ate the apple, he noticed and yelped, âWhy the hell do you also have bite marks on your neck?!â
What the hell.
It was like they were making a fool out of him because he couldnât get a date.
The hand Song Zhizhi was using to peel the apple paused.
Her face turned slightly pink.
Ji Baijian was indifferent, âWhat does that have to do with you?â
âJi Baijian, even though youâre in this condition, you and Song Zhizhiâ¦really!â
Song Zhizhi didnât want to listen anymore.
What did he mean by that?
They had done nothing and yet he made it sound so incriminating.
Both of them ignored Yin Qin.
Yin Qin kept ranting to himself, âWhatâs so great about having bite marks on your neck?â
Nobody said it was great.
âOne from Mu Cidian, another from Ji Baijian.â
Yin Qin was annoyed.
He felt inexplicably excluded.
He felt as if he were the only one left out of a universal experience.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
At that moment, he heard something even more infuriating.
Ji Baijian told him, âBaixin is going to get married.â
Yin Qin was taken aback.
His heart fluttered.
There were rumors that Ji Baixing and Li Wenjun were going to get married, he had always purposely ignored them, but now, Ji Baijian brought it up again.
Coming from Ji Baijian, it was no longer a rumor, it was a fact.
Yin Qin tried to appear nonchalant, taking another bite of the apple, âIsnât her getting married sooner or later?â
Ji Baijian looked at him.
Meanwhile, Song Zhizhi was still diligently peeling an apple at her side.
She was cutting it a bit too fiercely, though.
She didnât understand why Ji Baijian suddenly had an odd urge to eat an apple, and it had to be peeled by her.
It took her a great effort to peel it, and then Yin Qin ended up eating it.
She endured.
The moment she heard Yin Qinâs words, she looked up at him.
Yin Qin was a bit unsettled by the gaze of Ji Baijian and Song Zhizhi, âWhy are you staring at me? I have nothing to do with Ji Baixing anymore. If she wants to get married, let her. It doesnât bother me.â
âI heard sheâs marrying because sheâs pregnant.â Ji Baijian stated outright.
At the very moment Yin Qin was in the midst of eating the apple, he suddenly froze!
Then he immediately tried to seem nonchalant, âI was wondering, the last time I met Ji Baixing she mentioned she wasnât ready for marriage. She said both she and Li Wenjun were at the peak of their careers. But now in less than half a year they are planning to get married, so itâs because sheâs pregnant⦠Ji Baixing is pregnant with Li Wenjunâs childâ¦â
Yin Qin continued, speaking aloud.
The corner of his mouth still bearing the hint of his unique devil-may-care smirk.
And yet, at that moment, his vision suddenly became a bit blurry.
Suddenly, everything became blurry.
Ji Baijian noticed it.
So did Song Zhizhi.
Both were somewhat silent.
Yin Qin abruptly stood up from his seat, âI should probably get back to work. Being surrounded by all this lovey-dovey stuff around here might make me choke someday. Iâll leave.â
Then he dashed out.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Song Zhizhi and Ji Baijian watched the back of Yin Qin as he left.
Watched him hastily flee.
Watched his eyes redden at the news about Ji Baixing.
Just how long would it take for this man to move on from Ji Baixingâs shadow?
Song Zhizhi turned to gaze at Ji Baijian.
Ji Baijian also turned his attention back from Yin Qin.
Song Zhizhi finished peeling the apple and cut it into small pieces and placed them on a small plate.
Ji Baijian was half laying on the hospital bed.
Song Zhizhi put the plate in front of Ji Baijian.
âFeed me.â Ji Baijian smiled.
âJi Baijianâ¦â
âGood girl, Iâm the patient.â Ji Baijian stated plainly.
Song Zhizhi pouted.
What kind of patient has so much energy and could make people so exasperated?
She took a small piece of apple with a fork and placed it in Ji Baijianâs mouth.
She watched Ji Baijian chew the apple, slowly and elegantly, seeming very graceful.
This man, was he born to be pampered?!
Song Zhizhi thought of Yin Qinâs recent expression and couldnât bear it, âYour eldest son is almost heartbroken and youâre still lounging around enjoying yourself.â
âYouâre talking about Yin Qin?â Ji Baijian asked.
âYes. Didnât you see his reaction just now? I feel a bit sad for him.â
âI fabricated the story of Ji Baixing getting married because of her pregnancy.â Ji Baijian confessed.
âJi Baijian!â Song Zhizhi was in total shock.
Who does such a thing!
She suddenly felt that Yin Qin being able to survive healthily to this age was really quite impressive.
Did Ji Baijian stick his finger into other peopleâs wounds?
How could he be so cold-hearted.
âForce him to give up.â Ji Baijian said with a straight face, âBaixin is not a good match for him.â
âYou shouldnât deceive him like that.â
âMarriage will inevitably lead to childbirth. Itâs better to let him prepare early.â
Song Zhizhi looked at Ji Baijian.
How did he manage to persuade her so quickly?
âBesides, without something to stir him up a bit, would he have left so hastily?â
Itâs obvious Yin Qin is not your biological son.
âMadam, you should not worry about the matters of others. Itâs more important to take good care of your husband. I too hope to have a chubby son soon.â
Song Zhizhi pouted.
Ji Baijian was really taking this whole play-acting as a patient thing seriously.
Changing her tone, she suddenly asked, âDo you like sons?â
âHuh?â Ji Baijian was surprised.
The focus of his wifeâs attention could be quite peculiar.
âDo you like sons?â Song Zhizhi asked seriously.
âNo.â Ji Baijian shook his head.
âI can tell, you do like sons.â Song Zhizhi stated confidently, âYou favor boys over girls, how traditional of you! Yes, people of your generation are like that, always insisting on having a son to carry on the family line.â
Ji Baijian was taken aback.
Did his casual remark inspire all this inference from Song Zhizhi?
Wasnât longing for a chubby son just a common saying?!
He had never thought about having a son.
He preferred the idea of a soft, cute daughter just like Song Zhizhi.
But the Ye Family, they were not fated to have daughters!
âYour silence proves it!â Song Zhizhi concluded the matter.
Ji Baijian just realized then, womenâs line of thinking really is different from menâs.
To him, it didnât matter what they had.
As long as it was their child, even a little puppy would be treasured.