Chapter 58

“Even if it is said that these …… which even for this reason flow show good signals, you can also be the same to ignore.”

Zhou Yinchu stubbornly held on to his own opinion, did not see a moment’s movement because of the change in affection.

The matter of having children, in his cognizance, and the previous generation itself does not have much to do with, each person is an independent individual.

Even if you want to have a child, it’s a decision that he and Wen Ning made together, and it’s not up to outsiders to comment on it.

What’s more, they have basically no contact with each other over the years.

“Your mom’s situation …… is not very good.” Not intentionally once when the person’s daughter-in-law, so can not wait to ease the relationship between the mother and son of the evil, Wen Ning time think she and the need to tell the truth, so as to avoid the day Zhou Yinchu’s regrets.

“How is she now?”

“The result of her stomach examination is not too good, Indocytoma.”

The other party was silent for a moment, seemingly not really indifferent to her mother: “I talked to her secretary about arranging an operation as soon as possible, but she herself was not interested, and did not take the initiative to cooperate.”

“How can she change what she has determined to be a dead giveaway,” Zhou Yinchu, who is the son of a human being, is also unusually helpless in this matter, frowning, “People in their age tend to be like that, they are not going to change.”

With regard to the treatment program, Wen Ning did not give a clearly pointed program.

“The stomach is an emotional organ,” but the old man’s condition was such that it had to aggravate the worry in Wen Ning’s heart, she secretly reminded Zhou Yinchu, “I think if you communicate in the future, I still want you to be peaceful, to avoid affecting the old man’s mood swings.”

“That’s all you’re saying to me?”

Wen Ning: “With your mother’s personality, I think you also understand that she is not selling her misery or seeking sympathy.”

“Wen Ning, don’t you think you’re being generous?” As for Wen Ning’s avoidance of what he considered to be the conflict of the century with her mother-in-law, Zhou Yinchu’s first reaction was, “You’re like that with many people, except for me …… who can’t be considered tolerant.”

In the past, it was clearly his mother who personally ruined their marriage.

Instead of excess hatred, she advised herself how to “filial piety” their parents.

She was generous enough to stay away from their past emotions, as if she didn’t have enough to begrudge them.

Wenning could hear that this man had some unspoken grudges about their breakup.

The disagreement with his mother hadn’t formed in a day or two, either.

Wen Ning had to change her tone as she questioned him in turn, “Zhou Yinchu, you’re under the illusion that how can my tolerance for outsiders compare to that for you?”

Even if he were to switch to Che Che, when he did something wrong, he would be punished by standing in the corner, although that was rare, and Che Che had never been more disciplined than other children.

She made herself as gentle and calm as possible, “Anyone else who treated me like you did at first, I wouldn’t even care, let alone step into a marriage again with someone like that.”

It wasn’t really that much of a thought to mention their reunion, their meeting, and their hotel encounter.

What kind of gesture did he have in mind when he met her in the beginning?

Would a normal person immediately choose to go to the hotel to meet?

If you do not have that even her own unconvincing favoritism, Wen Ning in reality almost will not have any intersection with this person.

It is not impossible if you have to admit it, but women are used to all kinds of stoicism, covering up and struggling to live, she hurriedly brought over the topic, and returned to the topic, “Outside of life and death, everything else is trivial.”

She always hoped that he would treat his family no less coldly and detachedly.

It was also what was often referred to as kinship, and he did not wish to cut it off for the sake of a single incident or a deceased regret.

Zhou Yinchu was noncommittal, and seemed to have no obligation to repair his broken mother-son relationship.

“Are you still at the Second Hospital?”

The focus of his attention still inevitably fell on her alone, fearing that she had been half-affected by the influence from his family of origin: “I’ll drive over later and pick up you and Chuchu.”

Wen Ning did not repeatedly refuse, “Okay, I’ll wait for you.”

When she raised her eyes again to try and discern Mother Zhou’s figure from amongst the crowd, she had long since disappeared from the entire hospital lobby.

Interestingly enough, this mother and son both seemed to treat each other so well that they shied away from meeting each other.

“Mom, why do you have some worry on your face?”

Li Che carefully interrogated, “I’m not doing too bad, is it because something else is troubling mom’s heart?”

“There is.”

“Is it because of Uncle Zhou?”

“Sort of, but he can’t be blamed for this.” Wen Ning couldn’t say in a single word about the various things between the adults, indeed, Zhou Yinchu wasn’t so cold as to completely disregard his mother’s condition, only that he was in the way of the other party who might not be willing to accept his advice.

Just as he did not need her remote guidance when laying out his career, his mother had a different perception of her own condition.

“Uncle Zhou.”

From the moment he saw Zhou Yinchu from a great distance, Li Che waved towards him.

Che’s eyes were clear, “Dr. Qiu asked me to bring you a message, saying that he’s not going to pay the gift money for you and mom’s wedding, he’s been so poor lately.”

Wen Ning chimed in, “Dr. Qiu helped Che Che so much, we really shouldn’t be accepting money from others yet.”

Zhou Yinchu’s words flowed from the world, completely missing any semblance of kindness towards Dr. Qiu who had asked for help in the first place, “We should still receive it, or else you’ve become the mistress, you can’t just let our family’s explicit books stay in the red.”

Wen Ning was amused by these words and couldn’t help but laugh, but it wasn’t like her body was even leaning forward, and she didn’t know how she was so smoothly held in the man’s arms.

The two of them shared the same tacit understanding, unspoken, and neither of them mentioned the matter of Mother Zhou.

Chou Chou sheepishly covered her eyes, but the gap between her fingers was clearly big enough to see everything.

And outside the outpatient building of the second hospital, the older woman got into a black Bentley, taking advantage of the orange-red sunset light, seeing the light inside the hall through the car window, she had a rare smile.

“Good thing it came together after all.”

Turning to the driver again with a scant expression, she snapped, “Drive.”

But Wen Ning also realized that tonight’s Zhou Yinchu was clinging to people especially tightly.

It was as if his mom had said something that could easily call for them to break up again so that he could lose himself once more.

Even when he was slicing the shredded shutters, he couldn’t be distracted for a moment, with the man standing directly behind him.

How could a person have the presence of mind to continue cooking dinner like that?

“You slightly far away away point,” Wen Ning lifted but put down the kitchen knife, can’t help but frequently retreat to watch how the man is inches away, “I use a knife in this kitchen, you walk so close, in case of abrasions, bruises?”

“You can go and busy yourself with your official duties for a while, when the meal is ready afterward, I will naturally call out to you.”

“I’m not going.”

“I can give you a hand.”

“That’s fine,” Wen Ning smoothly unclasped her apron and put it over the man, “you cut it.”

Perhaps, it was heaven’s draping and favoritism, so much so that this middle-aged man could hardly hide his figure even in the most affordable apron.

The thin rope on the back of the apron is not considered long, but with broad shoulders and thin waist, it can be tied smoothly.

If the butterflies behind him for a longer period of time, she guessed that she would have to be reminded of the night she had experienced before in a single shot.

The table lamp’s extension of the traction cord that controlled the bulb was just as much a part of their toying.

And while Zhou Yinchu’s knife skills were surprisingly less lousy than she’d envisioned, he seemed to be a keen learner, a fact that had been amply demonstrated in his youth.

He sliced the dried shreds fairly flat, and the length of each section was basically the same.

There was something of the inner spirit of a polytechnic student striving for excellence in that.

“Practiced?”

She didn’t beat around the bush and ask for details about who he’d practiced for before.

Instead, he spilled the beans about that past without her, “I was alone in the US during those days when you were away, and I couldn’t eat white people’s food every day.”

“Barely know a bit of cooking skills, but the cooking was awful.”

He finished shredding the dried julienne and came to peel the tomatoes, slashing their backbone lines and pouring boiling hot water down in one swift motion.

For the man’s willingness to give a hand, Wen Ning unexpected, she again pretended to be very curious about the true level of his cooking skills, said: “Then one day when you are not busy at work, can you make a meal for me to taste?”

“One day when you have the chance to go to my apartment in the United States, I’ll make it for you.”

Getting a meal to be limited to a time and place, especially the coordinates of his apartment, Wenning couldn’t help but think carefully about what exactly he hoped to reacquire in himself.

And he, on the other hand, could say it with such a straight face.

In the kitchen, reintroduced into the busy woman is too busy to get out of the way, blending the soup, said: “So far away, do not go.”

He didn’t count on it explicitly, but instead cupped her face and dropped a kiss on her open kitchen without a care in the world.

Like a punishment for her reluctance to go.

Those passing, unaccompanied years, she hadn’t really thought of a better form of compensation; or, as in the case of the twists and turns between him and his mother, she hadn’t really known what would be the best solution for them.

“You should go and see her sometime.”

“Who?”

“Your mom.”

“An uninformed outsider would think that our most disciplined Miss Wen has now learned to curse,” Zhou Yinchu didn’t see any reason to be repulsed by the meeting, only that he saw no reason for him to show up in an unwanted setting, “I’ll see her, but not right now, and if she’s set up a time for the operation, I should be among the people to accompany her, if necessary. I shall be among the persons.”

“You know full well that she doesn’t want surgery at this stage,” Wenning turned down the heat on the gas stove, “People can’t afford to procrastinate.”

“Perhaps you could consider persuading her.”

“You’ve just gotten married and you want to be someone’s good daughter-in-law,” Zhou Yinchu, however, was unafraid to use the utmost malice, “Aren’t you afraid that she’s going to use you to become our family’s mansion’s fertility tool?”

The matter of having children is like this in the circle of luxury families, women whose conditions are vastly different usually have a few more to safeguard their position at home.

It also can’t be ruled out that rich men take advantage of a small portion of women’s mentality and let the one who is the mother go away after giving birth to a child.

Wen Ning and Zhou mother just met, I can see that the woman for the extension of the heir’s expectations, but did not see her take out the bait, or default her after the birth of a child in order to get the recognition of the extended family.

It’s just a casual remark, and I don’t think there’s that kind of malice in it.

“Zhou Yinchu,” Wen Ning understood that they had also been trying to avoid the topic of children, he knew that he already had a child, and the child was ten years old, if he went to have another child, anyone, especially the people in their family, no one will ensure that a bowl of water is leveled out, and the more understanding Chol Che is, the more Wen Ning feels that this is a great injustice to him, “The child is not a child,” Wen Ning said, “The more understanding Chol Che is, the more Wen Ning feels that it is a great injustice to him. injustice, “The matter of the child, let’s talk about it later.”

Although he had deliberately misinterpreted what she meant by “being a human being” when they first met, after they had been together for so long, she had always thought that Zhou Yinchu was just having a moment of high spirits, and in the end, he hadn’t really let her get pregnant in an unguarded moment.

That would have been crazy, and if Zhou Yinchu hadn’t planned to take any protective measures in the first place, she wouldn’t have let the two of them continue their relationship.

A child is the best tool to tie someone down.

He wasn’t that shitty.

“Right now, Li Yuanzhe’s case is still on trial, and Chuchu’s psychological counseling is still continuing,” Wen Ning unreservedly spoke her mind, “Your mother’s condition is not in remission.”

“I don’t think this is a good time to have a child.”

“Of course.” He looked extremely respectful of her wishes.

In fact, Zhou Yinchu knew that Wen Ning was too lazy to expose him, he had been separated from her for so long that he hated to fight for every second he spent together, and was wondering if he could decentralize his company’s affairs without affecting his shareholding structure again, and he only had her at the moment.

For the time being, he didn’t need a child to disrupt their lives.