Xiao Ruiyuan had been coerced by Mo Yan into revealing why he took the Sterility Powder; although his intentions were to protect himself from the pain of childbearing and the risks to his life during childbirth, Mo Yan still couldn’t easily forgive him.
What issue between husband and wife couldn’t be discussed? This matter concerned both of them, and it was sothing that could have been talked about openly. Yet Xiao Ruiyuan took it upon himself to decide on sterility without seeking Mo Yan’s opinion. At best, his behavior could be explained by his worry that Mo Yan would oppose it if she knew beforehand. At worst, it showed a lack of respect for Mo Yan. She had never been a woman who clung to a man like a vine.
The reason why Mo Yan was angry was only a small part of the problem. More importantly, they were husband and wife, ant to support and rely on each other. She didn’t want this man to silently endure everything alone; it was as if he was shutting her out, and it didn’t feel good at all.
To teach Xiao Ruiyuan a profound lesson, Mo Yan initiated a unilateral cold war. In front of others, they could still pretend to be loving, but when alone, she flat-out refused to speak to Xiao Ruiyuan.
Xiao Ruiyuan appeared calm on the surface, but he was as restless as an ant on a hot pan inside, becoming colder by the day, like a moving ice cave, as none of his thods to mollify Mo Yan worked.
Although he knew why Mo Yan was angry and that a heartfelt apology after she had cald down would suffice, Mo Yan’s cold deanor was sothing he couldn’t endure for even a day.
The servants in the manor sensed that sothing was amiss between their lords and started to tread more carefully, especially when dealing with the capricious master; they were terrified of making mistakes, and the manor was no longer the cheerful place it used to be.
The not yet five-year-old chubby girl also noticed sothing was wrong. Seeing her mother only serving her dishes and ignoring their father, who was slowly eating his plain rice, she suddenly felt sorry for him and couldn’t help but drop her chopsticks and tug at her mother’s sleeve, pleading, "Mother, if father has done sothing wrong, scold him. But you can’t leave father behind!"
Mo Yan’s hand paused as she was serving the food, glanced at the man looking over, and said to her chubby daughter, "Mother hasn’t abandoned your father, Wanwan; don’t think such wild thoughts."
The chubby girl was not convinced and pouted in dissatisfaction, "Then why don’t you serve dad so dishes? He’s been eating plain rice for several days now!"
Mo Yan picked up so vegetables for herself and lied with her eyes open, "Your father’s stomach isn’t well, and he can only eat plain rice these days."
The chubby girl was skeptical, looking at her father whose complexion was off, and asked worriedly, "Dad, are you feeling unwell? Why didn’t you tell Wanwan?"
Xiao Ruiyuan had never considered using his chubby daughter to ease the tension. Seeing how caring and considerate she was, he wanted even less for her to worry, so he nodded, "What your mother said is correct, dad indeed cannot eat dishes these days."
Seeing her father admit it himself, the chubby girl dropped her suspicions and reached out her little chubby hands to spoon rice laboriously into her father’s bowl, "Dad, then you eat more rice. When you’re better, mother will definitely cook you lots and lots of delicious food."
Xiao Ruiyuan, looking at his silent wife, felt a pang of darkness in his heart, touched his chubby daughter’s head, and said, "Your mother needs to rest now. She can do that after your brother or sister cos out."
Reminded by this, the chubby girl suddenly rembered the little baby in her mother’s belly and nodded repeatedly, "Right, mother shouldn’t overwork herself. Then Wanwan will cook for dad. I can make cakes now."
The chubby girl was a true foodie, who not only loved eating but also enjoyed making food herself. She and her mother had often ssed around in the kitchen, and now with the help of adults, she had learned to make several kinds of cakes.
"Good girl, Daddy is waiting." Xiao Ruiyuan’s expression was tender, a complete loving father in front of his daughter.
The chubby little girl clearly enjoyed her father’s praise, her eyes curved in delight as she ate her al, resolved to learn how to make more delicious food before her father got better.
Watching the interaction between the father and daughter, Mo Yan’s expression unconsciously softened. She touched her flat belly and began to look forward to a life with a family of four, and although she still held so resentnt towards the man, it was no longer as intense as at the beginning.
With the joyful presence of their chubby daughter diating between them, the relationship between the couple gradually improved day by day.
After this incident, Xiao Ruiyuan clearly recognized his wrongdoings, and he sincerely admitted his mistakes to Mo Yan after she completely cooled off, promising not to repeat them in the future.
Seeing Xiao Ruiyuan’s genuine repentance, Mo Yan took the opportunity to forgive him, and the family of three returned to their previous warm and harmonious life, even the servants in the house heaved a sigh of relief.
As for the mystery of why his wife beca pregnant again four years after he had supposedly taken the Sterility Powder, Xiao Ruiyuan was baffled. He specifically asked Doctor Gui, who had provided the Sterility Powder, suspecting that there was sothing wrong with the dicine he was given.
Questioning the dicine he had concocted, Doctor Gui beca quite irate, yet he couldn’t explain the reason and had to conclude that it was because Xiao Ruiyuan had once consud Black Lingzhi, which altered his body so that the effects of the Sterility Powder were nullified after more than four years.
This answer barely made sense, and since they could not co up with any other explanation, they had to let the matter rest.
Mo Yan, who knew the truth, feigned confusion and asked about it once. Seeing that they had no suspicion of her, she comfortably put the matter aside and focused on nurturing her pregnancy, waiting for the fruits of July to co to fruition next year.
By this ti, Mo Yan was already three months pregnant. The news of her pregnancy quickly spread, hitting the faces of those who had been waiting for a scandal hard, and friends sent generous gifts to congratulate Mo Yan, wishing her an early delivery of a noble son to completely shut up the gossipmongers.
Compared to the difficulties she faced during her pregnancy with the chubby girl, this one was much more stable. Except for fainting once when she first found out she was pregnant, Mo Yan had no morning sickness or significant emotional changes. If it weren’t for her growing belly and increasing appetite day by day, one wouldn’t even be able to tell she was pregnant.
Fortunately, Mo Yan learned from her past experience and tried to restrain her cravings no matter how much she wanted to eat, not wanting to give birth to another eight-pound-six-tael chubby baby.
Of course, even if she wanted to indulge, Xiao Ruiyuan would not allow it. He severely reprimanded the maidservants assisting her and reminded their chubby daughter every day to keep an eye on her mother.
The chubby girl also learnt at this ti that her excessive weight had caused her mother much distress. She took her father’s words to heart and whenever she saw her mother unable to resist the desire to eat, she would snatch the food away and eat it herself first.
In the end, Mo Yan didn’t gain weight and her belly size remained normal, while the chubby girl grew even rounder, the dimples on her chubby little hands getting deeper, making her look more like a plump, white stead bun, prompting Chu Chengyao, who often clung to her, to want to grab her and take a bite, wondering if she tasted like a real bun.
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