Chapter 1163: 293: Departing for Shanghai

Zhao Jingrong actually knew she was pregnant two weeks ago.

The reason she chose to make it public now was to make Ni Yang back off, knowing it’s a hard decision to make.

She knew Mo Baichuan had always had an inexplicable affection for Ni Yang, and the reason Ni Yang had not responded yet was because she didn’t know Mo Baichuan was Mr. Mog.

Once Ni Yang learns that Mo Baichuan is Mr. Mog, she would surely regret it too late.

Upon hearing this, Mo Baichuan nodded, "I’m very happy, Jingrong, thank you."

Of course, he was happy about becoming a father.

It’s just this happiness seemed to lack something.

Zhao Jingrong continued: "What should we name the child? Oh, Baichuan, do you prefer a boy or a girl?"

Mo Baichuan replied: "As long as it’s our child, I’ll like it either way."

Mrs. Mo hurriedly instructed the servants to prepare some dishes that pregnant women crave, "Jingrong, would you like something sour or something spicy?"

"I feel like eating sour food," Zhao Jingrong answered.

It’s said that craving sour means you’re carrying a boy, and spicy means a girl, and she had a feeling that there would definitely be a boy in her belly.

Mo Baichuan is the Mo Family’s eldest grandson; if she could bear him an eldest son, her position would be even more secure.

By then, no one would be able to take away what belonged to her!

Soon, a servant brought in a serving of sour soup fish and a small dish of pickled vegetables.

In order to show her fondness for sour taste, Zhao Jingrong, despite the upheaval in her stomach, forced herself to finish everything.

Mo Baichuan couldn’t help but glance toward Ni Yang.

Ni Yang seemed not to care about Zhao Jingrong’s pregnancy at all, taking a piece of dried tofu. As soon as she tasted it, perhaps finding the flavor off, she frowned slightly and, without a word, put the other half into Mo Qishen’s bowl.

"What’s the matter?" Mo Qishen slightly lowered his gaze.

"It’s sweet." Ni Yang preferred stronger flavors and was not accustomed to sugar in her food.

Mo Qishen ate the half of the dried tofu that Ni Yang had bitten, "It is a bit sweet. Do you want to eat crab?"

Ni Yang thought for a moment, "I’ll eat the crab roe, the rest is up to you to deal with."

"Hmm." Mo Qishen nodded slightly, picked up a crab, and carefully separated the crabmeat from the roe, drizzling it with vinegar, "Actually, the crabmeat tastes quite nice with just the roe, want to try?"

In fact, Ni Yang didn’t dislike crabmeat; she just thought shelling crabs was too much trouble, so she always only ate the roe. Now that someone had peeled the meat so nicely, of course, she was willing to eat it.

"Is it delicious?"

"It’s delicious," Ni Yang nodded.

The two seemed to live in their own little world, completely unaffected by the outside.

Mo Baichuan’s expression turned gloomy.

Was Ni Yang’s show of affection real, or was it all an act for him to see?

Was Ni Yang putting on this act because she knew about Zhao Jingrong’s pregnancy?

Just wait, he decided to see whether Ni Yang would truly marry Mo Qishen!

He refuses to believe that everything Ni Yang was doing was not for him.

On the eighth day of the first lunar month, Shangguan Xi and her in-laws came to the Ni Family to pay a New Year’s visit.

Ni Cuihua and Shangguan Dehui warmly received them.

After eating, Madam Shangguan pulled Shangguan Xi aside for a private word, "Xiaoxi, you and Chen Jun have been married for some time now, any news yet?"

Shangguan Xi was taken aback, "News? What news?"

Madam Shangguan said: "About your belly! Did you hear that Baichuan’s wife Jingrong is already four weeks pregnant!"

It dawned on Shangguan Xi who then smiled and said: "Who told you? I remember they haven’t been married for that long, have they?"

"I heard it from Shuya." Zhao Jingrong’s aunt, Zhao Shuya, married Madam Shangguan’s brother; in fact, the Shangguan Family and the Zhao Family were somewhat related by marriage.

"Aunt Grandma?" Shangguan Xi inquired.

"Yes," Madam Shangguan nodded, "Jingrong is the niece from your aunt grandma’s side, so she certainly wouldn’t be mistaken."

Shangguan Xi replied: "Then they are quite quick."

"Xiaoxi, you need to step up the pace too, how come there’s still no news! Have you gone to the hospital for a check-up? Have you felt anything unusual lately? Or have you been feeling unwell anywhere?"

Madam Shangguan was really too anxious.

Shangguan Xi smiled and said: "Chen Jun and I are still young; we don’t want children for the time being."

"Both of you are twenty-six this year," Madam Shangguan continued, "when I was your age, your dad could already fetch soy sauce!"

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