CHAPTER 120: CHAPTER 119: PRIVILEGE

This is not something trivial.

No matter how small, doing something day after day, year after year can get tiresome, but He Chen has been married to Ye Manman for almost half a year, and he hasn’t shown a hint of impatience?

Everyone found it hard to believe.

How is that possible?

They all felt like He Chen appeared honest, yet in reality, he was just as complex as Ye Manman. They even suspected the two of them might have deliberately conspired to put on a show together.

But He Chen honestly answered Yang Xiumei’s question, and he looked very proud.

"It’s not always like this at home. Sometimes Manman doesn’t like me to help her with food, but because the table is quite big today, I have the chance."

He spoke as if being able to serve Ye Manman was an honor, leaving Yang Xiumei and Ye Xiaotong dumbfounded.

My goodness, what an extraordinary man!

He can earn money and take care of his wife.

Why hadn’t they noticed this before? Where did they go wrong?

They couldn’t figure it out, but they couldn’t help feeling envious of Ye Manman, envying her for her luck, turning a bad hand into a winning one, able to teach He Chen to be so caring.

Then they served themselves food and water, remembering how they still had to cook, do laundry, and wash dishes at home, and they began to look resentfully at their own husbands.

Ye Guoqiang never thought he’d one day be outdone by the younger generation, and he felt extremely embarrassed.

With his usual timid nature, he didn’t dare to look Yang Xiumei in the eye and just buried his head, eating silently.

Xie Fengmian, on the other hand, was completely indifferent to Ye Xiaotong’s gaze and even held contempt for her in his heart. If not for the fear of embarrassing her in front of everyone and causing a scene, he would’ve definitely told her off.

"If you have the ability, why don’t you look like Ye Manman? She’s beautiful, has a great figure, and good temperament. How can you compare to her? Dream on if you want me to cater to you."

He had already cursed her like this in his mind because just seeing Ye Xiaotong’s unpleasant face was enough to sap his appetite. If not her, who else should he curse?

How could he possibly coax her or serve her?

His disdainful glare wasn’t hidden in the slightest, and Ye Xiaotong naturally noticed, but she just glanced at him subconsciously without expecting Xie Fengmian to treat her any differently.

Hmph, what’s the use of being so considerate and attentive?

Ye Xiaotong glanced over at Ye Manman’s flat stomach, as if she had suddenly discovered her weak spot, and deliberately looked like she was about to vomit, turning her head aside to dry heave.

This action genuinely disgusted the people at the table, and Ye Manman immediately put down her chopsticks, deciding not to eat anymore.

Worried that she’d be upset, He Chen quickly took out some candy he had with him, unwrapped it, and handed it to her.

"If you’re not in the mood to eat, have some candy; this is orange-flavored."

Orange-flavored candy is best for when you don’t have an appetite.

This was something He Chen had figured out just by observing Ye Manman day after day, as she often had no appetite, only feeling slightly happier with orange-flavored candy.

Sure enough, the cute frown on Ye Manman’s nose relaxed after tasting the candy, which in turn eased He Chen’s mind.

Seeing everyone more or less put down their chopsticks, Ye Xiaotong chuckled awkwardly.

"Oh dear, I’m really sorry, my pregnancy is making me feel nauseous often, don’t mind me, everyone, continue eating."

Actually, no one was really paying her any mind. Xie Fengmian didn’t want to even glance her way, eating his meal slowly, while only Yang Xiumei, who doted on her daughter, passed her a cup of hot water.

Ye Xiaotong accepted the hot water, holding it while pretending as if nothing unpleasant happened earlier, joked.

"It looks like my brother-in-law really dotes on Manman, all the way to his core. I wonder when Manman’s belly will start moving? After all, our families got married around the same time."

She intentionally touched her belly, proudly but with hidden mockery.

"I was thinking, since we got married around the same time, we might have kids around the same time too. When I have a son, whether you have a brother or a sister, they’d have an older brother to take care of them."

"When are you planning to have children?"

Her topic transition was quite smooth, instantly capturing everyone’s attention.

Ye Guoqiang and Yang Xiumei looked curious, wondering why there was no movement despite being married for so long, while Xie Fengmian clenched his chopsticks tightly.

He absolutely didn’t want Ye Manman to get pregnant!

Even though he didn’t have the ability to win her over yet, Xie Fengmian believed he would someday, so he fervently hoped Ye Manman wouldn’t have a child with He Chen.

Otherwise, it would disgust him to no end.

Suddenly becoming the focus of everyone’s attention left He Chen a bit stunned and embarrassed, while Ye Manman remained calm, launching those classic four words once more.

"None of your business!"

Whether she has kids, when she has them, and whether they’re boys or girls, what does it have to do with Ye Xiaotong?

"Do you live in the Pacific Ocean? Why the wide management?"

"Besides, how do you know you’ll definitely have a son, what if it’s a daughter?"

With a candy in her mouth, Ye Manman’s words exuded a faint, sweet aroma of orange, captivating, almost enchanting, and Xie Fengmian felt bewitched.

Without knowing why, it reminded him of that moment on the mountain not long ago, how great it would be if that woman was Ye Manman!

Xie Fengmian tense-legged, his cheeks moved slightly, feeling utterly vexed.

Ye Xiaotong couldn’t stand anyone implying she might not have a son, especially when these words came from Ye Manman’s mouth.

"I will absolutely have a son! Don’t you dare curse me, everyone says I’m going to have a son."

"Plus, there’s the saying ’sour for boys, spicy for girls,’ and I’ve been loving sour things recently, so it must be a boy! If you can’t even get pregnant yourself, don’t curse me here!"

Her demeanor became somewhat distorted, her voice almost hysterical, looking a bit frightening and crazy.

Ye Manman leaned slightly closer to He Chen, worried she might genuinely go crazy.

"I wasn’t cursing you, whether you have a son or a daughter, it’s none of my business. Feel free to have as many as you want."

She had lost her appetite, especially since Yang Xiumei’s cooking wasn’t to her liking, and Ye Xiaotong resembled a mad dog ready to pounce and bite.

Ye Manman simply tugged on He Chen’s sleeve, acting spoiled.

"He Chen, let’s go home~ it’s scary here, I don’t want to stay any longer."

"Going back so soon? Can’t you stay a bit longer?"

Yang Xiumei actually also wanted Ye Manman to leave immediately, afraid that something bad might happen to Ye Xiaotong in a fit of anger. So, although her words were polite, she stood up, ready to send them off.

He Chen didn’t want to stay either, so he simply said goodbye to Ye Guoqiang and quickly held Ye Manman’s hand, leaving the Ye Family home.

Walking down the road together, Ye Manman suddenly felt a bit deflated.

Although she genuinely didn’t want to have kids so soon, those intimate moments were still welcome, no?

But He Chen was so dull.

She felt so frustrated.

"What’s wrong, Manman?"

He Chen sensitively noticed the downturn in her mood, but he wasn’t sure what the reason was.

Hearing his voice made Ye Manman feel even more dejected.

She asked him to lower his head.

He Chen obediently complied.

Then Ye Manman tugged on his ear on that open street, her small, fair face turning a rosy red with frustration and agitation.

"You big dummy, I told you to practice properly before, and you still couldn’t do it. We’ll have another go tonight!"