CHAPTER 650: CHAPTER 652: TWO SONS

No wonder Wei Yuanren had such thoughts; Yu Siqiao really didn’t like Gu Wenjuan, to the point of dislike.

But when he heard Wei Yuanren’s words, Yu Siqiao still said nothing.

Meanwhile, at Mo Shu’s place.

Gu Wenjuan sat down next to Mo Shu with a feigned courtesy on her face, saying, "It’s really been a long time."

Mo Shu gave a smirk, took the drink Ji Nan handed to her, and stayed quiet.

Gu Wenjuan felt extremely awkward.

She found herself unable to comfortably heed Mr. Wei’s words, to please Mo Shu.

She hated her, envied her; whenever she saw her, she couldn’t help but think of all the things Mo Shu had done to her in the past.

It was Mo Shu, this woman, who had raised her up high only to shatter her brutally.

All her misfortunes today were because of this woman!

Gu Wenjuan harbored resentment in her heart, but remembering Wei Yuanren’s recent reminder, she still perked up, trying her best to smile and find a topic to discuss, "Your belly is growing so fast, it’s almost like it’s inflated, must be six months now, right?"

Mo Shu took a sip of her drink, quickly passed it to Ji Nan, and said with a light smile, "Yes, it’s been half a year. He’s very lively, always kicking me. There have been several times he’s kicked me so hard I threw up. Their father says he’ll have to deal with them."

Gu Wenjuan’s smile stiffened, "Young Master Yu... he’s really good to you."

"He’s always been rather good," Mo Shu’s eyes curved into a smile, "Speaking of which, how about you? Is that person good to you?"

Her gaze drifted vaguely onto Wei Yuanren, who was talking with Yu Siqiao.

This Wei Yuanren was Wei Yuantong’s elder brother.

There were many sisters in Wei Yuantong’s family, and Wei Yuanren was the eldest.

It was said he was almost forty years old, with a wife and children at home.

Yet, being naturally promiscuous, he seemed to care little for his marriage and kept mistresses openly.

And Gu Wenjuan now...

Clearly had become one of Mr. Wei’s many mistresses.

Mo Shu still bore a smile, but in her heart, she was gravely disappointed in Gu Wenjuan.

Yu Siqiao was right.

Up to this day, no one had forced her; all her actions were her own choices.

Gu Wenjuan, facing Mo Shu’s gaze, felt somewhat out of place, lowered her head to avoid her eyes, and said, "It’s quite good."

At least, she wanted for nothing regarding food, clothing, or necessities.

If there was any deficiency, it was that Wei Yuanren was a bit old.

Gu Wenjuan was 21 this year, 18 years younger than Wei Yuanren.

Mo Shu was 20, and Yu Siqiao was only in his mid-twenties, so when they went out together, everyone would praise them as a perfect match.

In contrast, anyone could tell at a glance that she was a mistress kept by Wei Yuanren.

Mo Shu said in a soft voice, "That’s good."

Following that, there was silence.

Gu Wenjuan felt somewhat embarrassed and finally mustered the courage to ask, "The baby’s so big now, you probably know the gender, right? Is it a boy or a girl?"

When the conversation turned to the baby, Mo Shu’s eyes softened a bit, and she placed her hand on her swelling belly, "We don’t know yet, he won’t let us."

"So it’s like that," Gu Wenjuan murmured: "Your belly looks pointy, so I thought it might be twin boys."

Mo Shu had heard this speculation before but was still curious, "How can you tell?"

"I heard it from someone, that a round belly means a daughter, and a pointy one means a son..."