Chapter 111: Chapter 108: Three Conditions (Part 2)
The dragon-head walking stick hit the ground hard, "You’re just an ungrateful brat! You can’t make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear!"
"...Hmph!"
When Yin Shixiu came back, it was past one o’clock. As he stepped out of the elevator, he saw a certain Prince dressed in "bizarre clothing" leaning against his door outside.
He raised an eyebrow and walked over.
Rong Jing saw Yin Shixiu return and quickly raised a hand in greeting, "Yo!"
"What are you doing here?"
"I’m here to discuss a business proposal with you!"
"What business proposal?"
"What business proposal? Isn’t it the one you rejected outright?"
"Since I rejected it outright, is there still a problem?"
"Brother Shixiu, you can’t be biased against this project because of personal feelings. It’s fine if you don’t like me, but as a businessman, you can’t ignore policy shifts and economic trends, can you?"
Yin Shixiu raised an eyebrow, "Oh? What kind of nonsense economic trend are you talking about? Let me hear it."
Rong Jing smiled, his mouth stretching like a fox’s.
"Without developing the real economy, companies will find it hard to finance, and social economics won’t stabilize. So, even though the internet economy is growing rapidly, the country will still continuously introduce policies that favor the real economy. With this business proposal, Brother Shixiu, you won’t lose out."
"Rong—"
Before Yin Shixiu could say anything, he heard the sound of his family’s old man scolding from inside!
His heart tensed, he looked towards Rong Jing...
Rong Jing blinked, spread his hands, looking very innocent, "Oh, I forgot to tell you... Your dad came to see Meng Meng."
Yin Shixiu gave him a fierce glare.
"Why are you glaring at me? I came all this way to talk business with you and you ignored me, why should I—eh? Brother Shixiu!"
Rong Jing was still complaining when Yin Shixiu opened the door. As soon as the door opened, Yin Shaohui came out angrily!
"Dad..."
"Don’t call me Dad!"
Yin Shixiu frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "If you have something to say, come to me directly. There’s no need to bully a little girl."
Yin Shaohui was just about to leave with a raised leg, but his footsteps paused when he heard Yin Shixiu’s words.
His old eyes widened, "Me?! Bully her?!"
Yin Shixiu pressed his lips together, "She’s timid and pregnant, easily scared."
"Ha..."
Yin Shaohui was speechless, listening to Yin Shixiu’s accusatory tone, he’d lived a tough life and had never been so wrongly accused!
Yet he couldn’t directly refute it, making it seem like he was the one being bullied by that little girl.
"She’s easily scared!"
The old man finally just gave a displeased snort, glared fiercely at Yin Shixiu, and then left with his cane.
Yin Shixiu seemed to catch an indescribable nuance in the old man’s words.
Watching his father’s straight but aged back, he sighed lightly, pulled out his phone, and made a call...
"Fourth Young Master?"
"Uncle Huang, did you bring my father here?"
"Yes, I did."
"...That’s good, he’s coming down now."
"Alright."
"...Don’t tell him I called you."
"You!"
Yin Shixiu hung up the phone and walked into the house. Just as he was about to close the door, Rong Jing’s head popped in!
"What are you doing?"
Yin Shixiu looked at the not-so-serious Rong Jing with annoyance.
"Brother Shixiu, are you really not going to consider this business proposal?"
Yin Shixiu looked at him, "Come to the Yin Family tomorrow."
Rong Jing raised an eyebrow, "Then it’s settled—bang!"
Yin Shixiu closed the door, cutting off Rong Jing’s voice.
Turning around...
Su Xiaomeng looked at him with wide eyes, unable to tell what emotion was on her face... In any case, it wasn’t good.
"Little girl..."
"There’s something I need to make clear to you!"
"Once the baby is born, you must let me go! No more entanglements!"
Yin Shixiu pursed his lips and walked up to Su Xiaomeng, looking at her flushed face, "What did my dad say to you?"
"It doesn’t matter what he said! I don’t see him as my father anyway! Whatever he says, I won’t take it to heart!"
Yin Shixiu sighed softly, holding her rounded belly, cajoling, "Little girl, you really don’t suit getting angry, you see how ugly you look when you’re mad?"
"Then let go of me!"
"No can do, ugly or not, you’re mine."
"Don’t use sweet talk on me like that, it doesn’t work!"
Su Xiaomeng snorted, pushing him away.
Yet Yin Shixiu held her tightly, lowering his head to press against her forehead, "No matter what my dad said, I’ll apologize to you on his behalf, okay?"
Is this something an apology can solve?
Su Xiaomeng thought to herself, that old man wants her to take a PhD!
Seeing her not speaking, Yin Shixiu thought she was softening and affectionately rubbed her nose, "Did you have lunch?"
"I advise you to comfort your father instead."
Su Xiaomeng turned her eyes away, feeling upset and restless because of the three conditions Father Yin specifically came to bring up, but being held like this by Uncle...
The utmost pampering and comfort made her anger seem to dissipate.
Remembering Mr. Yin’s unpleasant expression earlier, she hesitated for a moment before admitting, "Actually... I’m fine, but Father might have been upset by me."
Yin Shixiu was taken aback for a moment.
"You upset him?"
"I don’t know if he’s really upset, but his face sure looked awful!"
Yin Shixiu seemed quite surprised and asked with a smile, "What did you say that could upset him?"
"Oh, I’ve already told you, comfort him if you want!"
Su Xiaomeng said that and then went straight back to the bedroom.
Leaning on the bed, she picked up her tablet and started watching a movie.
Yin Shixiu seemed to understand why the old man showed that awkward expression earlier, but... he really couldn’t figure out what she said that could upset the old man.
Calling to specifically comfort the old man was definitely unnecessary.
With the current cold war between father and son, that call would inadvertently be provocative.
He took off his jacket and leaned on the bed as well.
Su Xiaomeng glanced at him, "What are you doing?"
Yin Shixiu lay there, his hand resting on her belly, "I’m taking a nap, wake me up at three o’clock."
As he spoke, he had already closed his eyes.
Su Xiaomeng pursed her lips and muttered, "Still need to go to the office..."
"Yeah, there’s a meeting at three-thirty..."
"...Okay."
She responded, looking at his large hand resting on her belly...
A thought suddenly flashed through her mind...
If she really went abroad to get a Ph.D., would she be able to stay with Uncle forever...
Ah, Su Xiaomeng, what nonsense are you thinking!
That’s a Ph.D.! It’s way harder to get into than A University, and you have to go abroad for it!
She quickly shook her head, frightened by the fleeting thought.
Divorce, divorce...
The next day, after finishing his afternoon meeting, Yin Shixiu took Su Xiaomeng for a regular prenatal check-up.
Her belly was already fully visible, much bigger than that of other expectant mothers at the same stage.
Su Xiaomeng looked at the two little ones moving on the screen and found it amazing.
Unknowingly, these two children had been in her belly for such a long time...
Often making her unable to eat, unable to sleep, unable to dance and bounce around...
But, she really liked them.
The little girl’s eyes suddenly turned red, but the doctor saw it and didn’t find it strange, instead showing an understanding expression.
"It seems like every expectant mother becomes more emotional at this time."
Yin Shixiu heard this and finally shifted his attention from the screen to Su Xiaomeng, who was secretly rubbing her eyes, moved in his heart.
Little girl...
Since it was still early after leaving the hospital, Yin Shixiu took Su Xiaomeng to the mall and bought a lot of maternity clothes, mostly spring outfits and jackets.
When they came out, Yin Shixiu’s hands were full.
He looked at the time, "It’s still early, should we go back?"
Su Xiaomeng leaned on the passenger seat, her eyelids seeming very heavy and drooping...
"Tired?"
She nodded.
"Then let’s go home."
Yin Shixiu started the car and headed back.
At the moment, parked discreetly beside the apartment building of Yin Shixiu was a military vehicle.
In the back seat sat Yin Shaohui, with a wrinkled old face.
In the driver’s seat, a man in his forties, casually resting his hand on the steering wheel with a light smile on his face.
"Old Commander, are you going up or not?"
Yin Shaohui looked very conflicted.
The car had been parked here for about twenty minutes.
"Haha, Old Commander, if others saw your expression, they would definitely—"
Before Uncle Huang could finish, Yin Shaohui shot him a glare.
Uncle Huang shut his mouth, but couldn’t hold back a muffled laugh.
Yin Shaohui sighed heavily.
Should he go up... or not?
Seeing his indecision, Uncle Huang whispered, "If the little girl really doesn’t want to go for a Ph.D., there’s nothing we can do..."
"But that girl, there’s nothing outstanding about her that I see! Apart from studying and getting a diploma, tell me, what other way is there to get Meng Qin to agree?"
"Maybe... Madam just needs some time..."
"You don’t understand her nature; she seems gentle but is more stubborn than anyone."
Yin Shaohui furrowed his brows.
"If that’s the case, then go up! Have a good talk with the little girl! Doesn’t the little girl like Fourth Young Master a lot?"
"Persuade her to make some sacrifices for Fourth Young Master?"
"You don’t know the attitude of that little girl yesterday; she put on more airs than I did!"
"Are you... scared?"
Yin Shaohui raised an eyebrow, "Are you looking for death?"
"Old Commander, I say you should bring out this imposing manner. Actually, I don’t think there’s much with the little girl; if worse comes to worst, take out a gun to intimidate her, and she’ll agree obediently."
Yin Shaohui did have a gun on him, though it wasn’t loaded.
Before coming, he also thought of this non-solution tactic...
"I just don’t get it! How can a girl so young have no ambition at all?"
"Today’s youth are more free-spirited, unlike the past when everyone talked about ideals and ambitions."
Yin Shaohui closed his eyes, feeling utterly exhausted...
"Old Commander... is that Fourth Young Master’s car?"
Uncle Huang asked, looking at the silver sports car parked not far in a parking spot.