Chapter 1018 - 1042: She’s 15 Weeks Pregnant
Chapter 1018: Chapter 1042: She’s 15 Weeks Pregnant
Li Tingyan was caught off guard when Nianyang rushed at him, causing him to stumble and almost fall.
Looking at his wife glaring at him with fury, hands already poking into his mouth, he grabbed her wrist firmly, his voice deep and somber, "Chu Nianyang, what’s the matter with you? Just for sour plum juice, do you want to overturn heaven and earth with me? I can indulge and accommodate you unconditionally, but it doesn’t mean you can step on other men to anger me."
Nianyang glared at him fiercely, "What do you mean, indulge and accommodate me? Your idea of indulging and accommodating me is to snatch your wife’s sour plum juice? Tell me, what use do I have for you, if you’re there to steal my food?"
"..."
Li Tingyan rubbed his temples, looking at Nianyang’s reddened eyes, misty gaze, his voice dropping lower, "Just for another man’s sour plum juice, really this mad? I’m your husband, can’t I even have some of yours? Chu Nianyang, how could you be so petty with me?"
His things, he always gave her whatever she wanted—he never asked her for anything, and it was just today’s bottle of sour plum juice.
Li Tingyan really couldn’t comprehend; could they really have a fight over just one bottle of sour plum juice?
Nianyang turned her face away, taking a deep breath, "Li Tingyan, I’m really angry right now. I don’t want to talk to you, don’t want to face you, I just want the sour plum juice."
Just wanting the sour plum juice, those words sounded so aggrieved, with a voice noticeably suppressing emotions. Li Tingyan could now feel that she was truly angry; it was no longer unreasonable noisiness or random tantrums, but genuinely mad.
Li Tingyan really couldn’t understand why Nianyang was so fixated on the sour plum juice, and with a slight headache, said, "Is the sour plum juice really that important?"
"Important!" Nianyang replied without hesitation, and after speaking, felt it wasn’t forceful enough, so she nodded firmly, staring straight at Li Tingyan’s empty bottle, almost wanting to lick it clean.
Li Tingyan felt frustrated, his tone sinking further, "More important than me?"
"Can you compare with sour plum juice?" Nianyang glared unhappily.
Li Tingyan suddenly chuckled, but the next moment Nianyang said, "Sour plum juice can make me happy and comfortable, while you only add to my troubles and make me uncomfortable. You’re just a shit-stirrer; you don’t measure up to sour plum juice!"
"..."
Li Tingyan’s face went dark instantly, he let out a voice, teeth-gritting,
"Chu Nianyang, you’re really something, huh!"
As a grown man, he couldn’t even compare to a mere bottle of sour plum juice?
Does this mean, in her heart, Lu Chi weighs more than him?
Now it was Li Tingyan’s turn to nearly die of anger!
Just as he was about to blow up, he saw Nianyang starting to sob, tears falling down like drops.
Li Tingyan’s heart paused from wanting to explode, replaced by suffocation.
She’s crying!.
She actually cried!
Just for sour plum juice?
Didn’t she cry for him only a few times?
Li Tingyan restrained his unwillingness, with a gloomy face, pulled out a bottle of mineral water from his coat and stuffed it into Nianyang’s hands.
"If you’re thirsty, drink some of this, I brought it. It’s healthier than sour plum juice."
Nianyang looked at the mineral water in her hands, the disappointment was obvious, almost like day versus night, without thinking she tossed it aside,
"Li Tingyan, go away! If I really cherished this mineral water, isn’t there Spiritual Spring in my space, which is a hundred times better than yours? You’re just here to upset me; get as far away from me as possible!"