Ever since Lin Wanyi agreed to Liu Renzhi's marriage proposal, Liu Renzhi couldn’t help but keep a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
After the two families comfortably stayed at the resort for another week, Su Jing grew restless.
She had to head back first to prepare for the wedding.
And she needed to find someone to pick an auspicious date.
She asked Li Suhua:
“Do you have any requests? Like how much the bride price should be, or how much gold.
“Or any special demands.”
Li Suhua thought for a moment:
“You know our family’s situation. My dowry can only be up to 180,000 yuan—that’s all the money I have.
“Su Jing, I…”
Su Jing took her hand firmly:
“I understand. I’m not talking about that. I just want to make sure you don’t have any customs or etiquette-related requests.
“Anything at all, just tell me. I’ll make sure to fulfill it.”
What else could Li Suhua possibly ask for?
She knew perfectly well that Lin Wanyi was marrying above her station. Her only hope was that Liu Renzhi would treat Lin Wanyi well.
Not like Wang Hao, who was one way before marriage and another after.
That was her only condition.
As long as Lin Wanyi was happy, she had no other demands.
Su Jing had to get busy with preparations, and Liu Renzhi had to return to work.
Lin Jiajun had to go to his job, so Lin Wanyi simply went back with them.
But instead of sending her back to the Lin family home, Liu Renzhi took her, along with Wang Keke and Li Suhua, to his own villa.
Liu Renzhi said:
“After the wedding, Auntie and Keke will live here with us.
“The house is big, and there are plenty of rooms.”
Wang Keke ran around the villa, her eyes shining with excitement.
“Mom, this house is so beautiful, and it even has a garden.
“Mom, will we live here from now on?”
Lin Wanyi crouched down and told her:
“If you like it, Keke, then we’ll live here, okay?”
“Okay!”
Wang Keke was overjoyed, but Li Suhua didn’t say much.
They would eventually have their own children, and Li Suhua wasn’t sure if it was right or wrong for Wang Keke to be here.
...
No sooner had Chen Hui returned to the Lin family home than she heard Tang Guixiang shouting loudly in the yard.
“Chen Hui, you damn bitch, finally living it up again! I thought you were dead out there!”
Chen Hui came downstairs and stood in front of her.
“What’s wrong with you? Can’t you let me have a few days of peace?
“You come back and act like a debt collector. Do I owe you anything?”
“Why don’t you owe me instead?”
Tang Guixiang got so worked up she tried to grab Chen Hui’s hair.
“I saw your Moments on your cousin’s phone. You’ve been living the high life these days.
“Eating and drinking, staying in fancy hotels, enjoying all-you-can-eat buffets. Have you ever thought about your mom and your little brother back home?
“When you’re having a good time, why don’t you ever think about us?”
Chen Hui found her accusations ridiculous.
“How else am I supposed to think about you? I even gave you the wedding house.
“I can’t stand you, but can’t I hide from you? I hid away in the old house, what more do you want?”
“Hmph!”
Tang Guixiang was even angrier.
She yelled even louder:
“How dare you say that? Did you really mean to give me that place?
“You left, and the water and electricity got cut off immediately.
“In this heat, no water or power—how am I supposed to live? Tell me, how?”
Chen Hui fought hard to suppress a laugh.
She knew this trick would work, so the moment Lin Wanyi said to avoid Tang Guixiang, she immediately agreed.
These past few days, Tang Guixiang couldn’t get in touch with her and was probably already furious.
Chen Hui didn’t want to bother with her at all; she just said,
“If you can’t stay here, then leave. I never invited you in the first place.”
“You!”
Tang Guixiang was so angry her nostrils flared.
She crossed her arms and plopped down on the sofa:
“I’m not leaving today. If you don’t get the water and electricity turned on for me, I’ll just stay here.
“Let’s see how comfortable you all feel.”
And she really sat there, motionless.
Until Lin Wanyi and Li Suhua came back together.
Tang Guixiang remained completely unfazed, showing no sign of leaving.
Li Suhua asked her,
“What do you mean by this? Tang Guixiang, this is my home.”
“Oh, it’s your home, huh?”
Tang Guixiang showed no shame at all.
“It’s your home, but now it’s also my daughter’s home. What’s wrong with me coming to my daughter’s house?
“Li Suhua, you’d better be sensible and keep quiet.”
“Mom!”
Chen Hui was absolutely furious with Tang Guixiang and yelled at her,
“Don’t go too far! This is my mother-in-law’s house, what does it have to do with you?”
“How is it not related?”
Tang Guixiang was completely unapologetic.
“Chen Hui, you just got married and you’re already turning your elbows outward, huh?
“I told you, if you don’t get the water and electricity turned on for me, I’m not leaving.”
She was downright crazy.
Chen Hui pushed her away directly.
“Go, get out of here. Don’t embarrass me.
“I told you before, I want nothing to do with you. Leave, did you hear me?”
“No, I’m not leaving, Chen Hui, I’m not leaving.”
She shouted while pointing at Lin Wanyi.
“She, a divorced elder sister-in-law, can live in your house and take up a room. Why can’t I and your brother have a place?
“I’ve told you many times, without a house or money, your brother won’t be able to get married.
“Why won’t you think about me? Why does a woman like you need so many houses?
“What you should be thinking about now is Daqiang, Daqiang, do you understand?”
“No, I don’t.”
Chen Hui still blocked her way, trying to make her leave, but Tang Guixiang suddenly pushed Chen Hui hard with her hand.
“Get away, you filthy bitch, don’t touch me.
“I told you, I’m not leaving until I get what I want, you…”
Her words were cut off abruptly.
Because Chen Hui clutched her stomach and crouched down in pain.
Tang Guixiang glanced nervously at the corner of the table behind Chen Hui.
“You, what are you pretending? I only pushed you a little, don’t try to frame me.”
Chen Hui was too busy to respond; she stayed crouched down, unable to speak.
Lin Wanyi sensed something was wrong and quickly stepped forward to help Chen Hui up.
But Chen Hui held Lin Wanyi’s hand tightly.
“Big Sister, there’s blood... down there.”
“Blood?”
Lin Wanyi’s heart skipped a beat.
She reached out and sure enough, her hand was covered in fresh blood.
Her heart sank.
This was a sign of a miscarriage.
She hurriedly asked Chen Hui, “You’re pregnant? When did this happen?”
Chen Hui didn’t know; she had no idea she was pregnant.
Li Suhua immediately called 911.
Then she called Lin Jiajun.
When Chen Hui was rushed into the emergency room, Li Suhua and Lin Wanyi paced anxiously in the hallway.
Li Suhua was especially distraught, her prayers pouring out nonstop:
“Old Man, please watch over Huihui. You must protect her.
“This is the Lin family’s second child, the very first baby of Jiajun and Huihui. Please, nothing bad must happen.”
Lin Wanyi also looked toward the emergency room with a heavy heart.
But her pain wasn’t for the child—it was for Chen Hui.
If it really was a miscarriage, then all her suffering would have been for nothing.
Lin Jiajun hurriedly arrived, only to be met with Li Suhua’s sharp reproach:
“How could you be such a husband? Huihui is pregnant, and you didn’t even know.
“If you had told me earlier, no matter what, I wouldn’t have let Tang Guixiang near Huihui today.”
