My Husband, a Marshal: Conquering the Stars with My Culinary Arts Chapter 537 - 181: Chen Yin Sheds Tears Easily3

"I was rejected by Miao Miao, but I can still deceive myself, tell myself to take it slow, to wait for Miao Miao to fall for . After all, she’s still young, and I have decades to pursue her, to make her fall for ."

Chen Yin wiped away his tears and continued under Du Xixi’s sympathetic gaze, "I’ve thought about the kind of ending I least want to accept. It’s nothing but Miao Miao never desiring marriage in her lifeti, or Miao Miao eting soone who makes her heart flutter. I think I could accept either scenario, but I..."

"Xixi, if I admit that I’ve lost now, it’s not because I’ve lost to anyone comparable, but because I can’t give Miao Miao a child..."

Chen Yin’s tears fell one by one, and Du Xixi patted his back with a slight heartache. Despite her lack of height, she tried to press Chen Yin’s head onto her shoulder, "Brother, maybe things will turn around. Isn’t your physical condition still uncertain? Maybe you can have children."

"Rob checked using All-Star’s most advanced dical system, and it’s already confird, unchangeable..." Chen Yin closed his eyes. Despite Du Xixi’s comfort, the pain in his heart did not lessen in the slightest.

"Xixi’s comfort is not enough. How about leaning on my shoulder to feel my comfort?" Ke Lian suddenly ca over. Seeing Chen Yin crying uncontrollably and awkwardly leaning against Du Xixi’s shoulder, he moved Chen Yin’s head onto his shoulder, sowhat disdainfully helping Du Xixi wipe away Chen Yin’s tears.

Chen Yin lifted his head and saw Ke Lian’s face full of disdain. Yet, Ke Lian offered his shoulder for a big man to lean on for the first ti without wanting to bicker, shedding more tears, and then said, "Ke Lian, I envy you..."

"Envy what? Envy having my shoulder not leaned on by my wife but by a big guy who’s six feet two?" Ke Lian pushed his head onto the shoulder, not wanting to see him sniffling with eyes swollen.

Chen Yin’s voice was muffled, probably from crying for too long, "You make envious! Being with the one you love and having two kids, even expecting a third! Unlike , it seems there’s no future with Miao Miao."

Ke Lian was slightly taller than Chen Yin and didn’t feel uncomfortable with Chen Yin leaning on his shoulder. However, noticing the fabric seed soaked with tears, he sighed silently, unsure of how to comfort Chen Yin.

Du Xixi watched her brother resting on her husband’s shoulder, the scene seed odd no matter how she looked at it, but after a complicated glance, she said nothing, only exchanged a helpless look with Ke Lian and shrugged.

By the window in the living room, Ke Xing held two grandsons standing there, as the trio watched the scene outside, Yiyi spoke first, "Grandpa, uncle, crying!"

"Uncle, hurt?" Er Er’s query followed swiftly, facing the bewildered and innocent inquiries of his grandsons, Ke Xing was montarily at a loss for an answer.

Ke Xing had a smooth journey on the path of emotions. Though he spent so effort chasing after his wife initially, she didn’t put him through too much tornt, and after confirming their feelings, they married and had kids, enjoying a sweet life together thereafter.

He didn’t know what heartbreak felt like, since his first love was his wife. However, he had seen many heartbreak cases. There was once a senior military officer at the Military Departnt, who after a breakup, went to the front line fueled by unprecedented vigor, killing more than twenty Insect Clan mbers in a frenzy, nearly losing sanity.

Heartbreak could give people strength, but Chen Yin’s heartbreak seed to drain his strength completely. Usually eager to clash with Ke Lian, today he showed his vulnerable side, indicating his heartbreak was indeed profound.

Ke Xing organized his thoughts and first carried away his grandsons, who were watching by the window, before sitting on the couch and speaking earnestly, "Yiyi, Er Er, your uncle isn’t crying, he’s just too tired and leaning on your dad’s shoulder."

Indeed, explaining concepts of affection and heartbreak to toddlers not even a year old was premature; and to prevent Chen Yin from being seen as a "crybaby" in his nephews’ eyes, Ke Xing found it better to conceal the truth a bit.

"Uncle, tired?" Er Er tilted his head, holding one of Grandpa’s hands while being held by his brother on the other, sitting steadily on Ke Xing’s lap.

Faced with the sincere gaze of his grandson, Ke Xing shifted his eyes nervously but still answered seriously, "Yes! He’s just tired!"