Chapter 565. An Impatient Mother
“Leaving already~”
“So soon… you couldn’t at least have dinner before you go?”
“I have things to do, and Li Han has work tomorrow.”
Despite the noisy hours we spent together, Ning Chu’s face was filled with disappointment as we had to part again.
While waiting for the elevator in the hallway, Yan Xinya couldn’t sit still, pacing up and down the stairs, asking Ning Chu, “Remember to come to my wedding next month! How about you and Lily Qian Qian be my bridesmaids?”
“Don’t bridesmaids usually have to be single?”
“I don’t mind~”
The elevator chimed open, and Yan Xinya turned to glance back, waving goodbye to Ning Chu, “Bye-bye~”
“Wen Yang, put in some effort! Get Ning Chu pregnant soon, then we can arrange for the babies to marry!”
Wen Yang awkwardly scratched his nose.
He thought he had been trying really hard, but who knows why Ning Chu just couldn’t get pregnant.
Maybe it really was too many times, leading to quality issues?
As the elevator doors closed, Ning Chu cast a resigned glance at Wen Yang: “Did you hear that? You need to try harder.”
Wen Yang shrugged: “Should I go to Grandpa’s place and grab some medicinal wine?”
“Isn’t it about to run out with you and Uncle drinking it all?”
Especially Uncle, who seemed to be increasingly powerless with age.
It was as if the Succubus really could absorb Yang energy; ever since Mom married Uncle and Hei Dou went to boarding school, Uncle’s life had become harder.
Watching Uncle grow thinner, while Mom seemed to glow, her skin and figure improved, and with just a bit of makeup, people would mistake her for Ning Chu’s sister.
“Maybe leave some for Uncle~”
Ning Chu wished him well for two seconds before turning to head to the bedroom: “I’ll cook tonight? You should rest well over the next few days, and don’t tire yourself out at work.”
All for the arrival of the ovulation period! No matter how tempting it was, she had to hold back for a few days!
“Cooking without going to the kitchen?”
“Just changing clothes—there’s no one else around.”
Changing into her usual home attire of a shirt and shorts, and freeing herself from the constraints of a bra, Ning Chu swayed her tail and ran to the kitchen to cook.
Wen Yang followed her to the kitchen, looking uneasy: “How about I cook instead? Oil smoke isn’t good for your skin.”
“Just rest well~ Don’t flake out in a few days.”
He was still worried about the phantom pain in his back.
Every time he neglected his wife for a few days, he ended up with a sore back and had to exert himself just to feed her.
Ning Chu donned an apron, turned on the range hood, tied her long hair into a high ponytail, washed her hands, and swiftly began washing and chopping the ingredients.
She chattered on about her recent worries and amusing stories, asking Wen Yang for help.
“My mom wants to book a banquet for three thousand a table—don’t you think that’s too expensive? Can you bring me some eggs?”
“Three thousand is a bit pricey.”
“Honey~ Hei Dou doesn’t want to continue her studies anymore, what can you do with just a vocational diploma… It’s hard enough to find a decent boyfriend. Can you talk to her? At least encourage her to study for a diploma?”
“Sure, I’ll video call her later. That cat is getting more unruly.”
“……”
In the kitchen, the couple chatted about the mundane, drifting from weddings to Hei Dou, then to dramas, even poking fun at Lily, who still didn’t have a boyfriend.
Perhaps seeing Yan Xinya had put Ning Chu in a good mood, she talked even more today. But her hands didn’t stop; half an hour later, she had simply prepared dinner.
Carrying a large bowl of egg fried rice to the dining room, Ning Chu took off her apron and proudly said, “You have to try this—it’s definitely delicious, just look at the color and aroma!”
“There’s no way it can’t taste good with the ingredients you used,” Wen Yang set down two bowls, one big and one small, “You shouldn’t be cooking.”
“What’s wrong with that! It’s nutritious enough—there’s meat, eggs, and vegetables.”
He picked up the rare shreds of carrot in the fried rice: “Just this, huh?”
“Then why don’t you cook some vegetables? If I’m cooking, you shouldn’t complain.”
“You just want to eat fried rice.”
Wen Yang saw right through Ning Chu’s thoughts. Just as he was about to say something more, the doorbell rang.
“Who is it? Coming over for a free meal at this time? So shameless.” Ning Chu, uninterested in getting up, kicked Wen Yang’s calf under the table, “Go get the door.”
A moment later, she heard the sound of the door opening and got up to peek out of the dining room, sticking out her head to look.
There was her mother, smiling, sitting on the sofa with Hei Dou, while Wen Yang stood awkwardly on the side, like a little eunuch in the palace.
After so long, Wen Yang still felt a bit nervous facing his mother-in-law.
Previously, it was because they were poor with no house or car, and he had the audacity to marry Ning Chu. Now it was because they had been trying for months with no results.
“Mom~ Hei Dou, have you eaten?”
“I’ve already eaten. You two can eat first; I just brought Ning Xin over to see.”
“What did you eat?” Ning Xin sniffed, “Smells so good.”
Hei Dou, who was placed in a vocational school due to poor grades, had now grown to around 165, a bit taller than Ning Chu, but her chest was only as big as an apple, with a very slender build—no chest and no curves.
“Come in and try.”
Hei Dou immediately scampered into the dining room.
This little cat had recently developed some pimples and had poor skin. While eating, Ning Chu spoke earnestly: “You should use some skincare products; at least use face wash instead of being lazy. Look at your pimples.”
“Uh-huh… Sis, it’s delicious!”
Seeing Hei Dou dodge her advice, she exchanged a resigned glance with Wen Yang and sighed.
They’re becoming so rebellious and difficult to manage~ I wonder if their kid will be like this during their teenage years.
After simply eating a few bites, Ning Chu returned to the living room, sitting down next to her mother.
“Here, the wedding invitations.”
On the coffee table was already a stack of invitations. Her mother instructed: “Write down any good friends of you and Wen Yang who are close, and any friends invited to the wedding too.”
“Uh-huh, did you specially come over for this?”
“And about your belly~ I brought some medicine for Wen Yang; it’ll help him get you pregnant.”
“That guy looks pretty strong, but it’s been so long, and he still hasn’t gotten you pregnant.”
“Don’t listen to those nonsense,” Ning Chu twitched her mouth, “Wen Yang has also had a check-up, and everything is normal. It’s just that he has poor fertility.”
Living so close to her mother had its downsides; their blissful little life was always interrupted, even with her mother pointing fingers.
But her mother was relentless, scrolling through social media: “Look, everyone’s posting! Just like you, trying for months without success, then take the medicine and suddenly pregnant.”
Buying medicine through social media—what kind of illness is that!
Ning Chu desperately tried to argue: “No, didn’t the weight loss pills you bought for my brother not work? I’ve told you before that those social media sellers are all scams.”
“Your brother’s situation is…”
“Mom!” She interrupted her mother, changing the subject: “Isn’t it supposed to be that you can’t… you know, with Wen Yang after getting pregnant? What about the Succubus? Isn’t it tough for them every few days?”
Her mother paused: “Oh… in pregnancy, not having sex won’t affect anything, just afraid you won’t be able to hold back mentally.”
“That shouldn’t be an issue.”
Uh-oh! What Succubus can actually hold back? Did you manage to hold back back then?
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