Chapter 568: Chapter 568: There’s a Son in Her Belly
 

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“Aran, from today on, you should stop interfering with matters between your son and me!”

Shen Cexian was also furious, his voice cold as he spoke to Zhou Ran.

“I have no intention of meddling in you men’s affairs either!” Zhou Ran’s chest heaved with emotion.

She had never imagined that her son and husband would come to such a pass. Shen Chi’s sudden appearance today was completely unexpected and took her by surprise.

“Yes, from today on, you don’t need to come to the villa anymore,” Shen Chi said, glancing at Zhou Ran.

The standoff between Shen Cexian and Shen Chi lasted a long time, and Shen Chi was no longer willing to keep it up.

He had said all he wanted to say, and since Shen Cexian showed no sincerity, he couldn’t blame him for what happened next.

Shen Chi strode down the stairs, his demeanor frosty.

Several servants stood fearfully below, and upon seeing Shen Chi approach, they all bowed their heads, not daring to look at him.

As Shen Chi walked out, he made a call to Xiao Mo.

“Have someone seal off the summer villa by Weiyang Lake.”

“But Mr. Shen, that’s Mr. Ji’s property.”

“Is it a problem?”

“No, no problem at all.”

Xiao Mo was quick-witted and immediately understood.

Shen Chi was on good terms with Ji Shengxuan and would surely not seek trouble with Ji. The only explanation was that the person staying in the villa… Shen Chi’s father, seemed to be having a rift with his son.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Chi passed through the villa and headed for the garage.

A long while after he left, Shen Cexian was still shaking with anger. It took him a long time to regain some composure.

Once he was calm, he picked up his phone to call an old subordinate from the group.

“Old Yu, bring me the group’s recent account statements tomorrow.”

“Mr. Shen, I’m no longer at the headquarters.”

“What?”

“Well… I made a mistake in the accounts last time I checked them and was demoted to the branch in A City by Mr. Shen.”

Shen Cexian was suddenly short of breath and nearly threw his phone!

“Old Zhao, has the group signed any big projects recently?”

“Mr. Shen, I resigned several months ago.”

“What?”

“I’m old and it’s time to retire. I was also not feeling well, so I submitted my resignation to Mr. Shen ahead of time.”

“But weren’t you well?”

There was no reply from the other end of the phone, and Shen Cexian suddenly understood!

Indeed, during his absence from the group, Shen Chi had made changes to all of the top executives.

Now, were there any of Shen Cexian’s people left in the group? Even if there were, they probably sided with Shen Chi!

After several calls with similar responses, Shen Cexian genuinely flung the phone onto the floor in frustration!

With a “thud,” the phone screen shattered instantly.

Zhou Ran sighed, “Achi has the ability and the courage. There won’t be any issues with him managing the group.”

“Does he even see me as his father anymore?!”

Shen Cexian thought back to what Shen Chi had just said and felt a surge of anger.

He was his biological father, but in his son’s heart, he seemed to rank lower than a woman!

“What he did today was indeed a bit too much,” Zhou Ran said calmly.

Between Shen Chi and Shen Cexian, she always sided with Shen Chi, but today, she too felt Shen Chi had gone too far.

As they were talking, suddenly, a servant rushed in frantically.

“Master, madam, there’s trouble—the road out from the villa has suddenly been sealed off.”

Shen Cexian’s complexion changed in an instant, and he smacked his wheelchair, shouting, “Ungrateful son, that ungrateful son!”

Zhou Ran stepped forward, “So quickly?”

“We don’t know – we just can’t leave.”

“Go down and check again, and report back if there’s any situation,” Zhou Ran said.

“Yes, madam.”

The servant rushed downstairs again, and Zhou Ran looked helplessly on. Clearly, Shen Chi was truly angry this time, bold enough to even put his own father under house arrest.

Shen Chi drove from the summer villa to the Shen Family’s estate.

His mood was not good, as if there was a heavy stone pressing on his chest, dark clouds covering his face like the sky before a storm in June.

His lips pressed together, he didn’t utter a word, his profile cold and icy.

The sun had set, and only its afterglow spread warmth across the land. At the horizon, where sky met earth, a lingering tinge of orange refused to fade.

A breeze blew, causing the plants to sway.

The Shen Family.

Xu Chaomu was in the kitchen learning to cook with Butler Ling. Her cooking skills weren’t great, but she was eager to learn.

After much effort, she finally managed to make a pot of spare rib soup, which made her incredibly happy.

She also made plum juice for herself, for lately she had developed a particular craving for sour flavors. Even the normally too sour lemon juice felt just right to her during this time.

She knew, though, that Shen Chi wasn’t fond of sour things.

By the time Shen Chi got home, Xu Chaomu had finished cooking and was idly playing with her chopsticks.

At some point, she had fallen in love with the feeling of home, with someone to look forward to seeing every day.

She just wondered if a certain stingy man’s jealousy had subsided yet, she missed him a bit after not seeing him for a day.

As night fell, Shen Chi returned.

Xu Chaomu’s eyes shone, but she coughed lightly and pretended to be indifferent, picking up her chopsticks.

Shen Chi walked over, bringing a gust of wind with him.

He still carried that clean and pleasant scent, making Xu Chaomu’s eyelashes flutter slightly.

“Just in time for dinner—I was just about to start eating,” Xu Chaomu said.

“Really? You weren’t waiting for me?” Shen Chi sat down beside her.

“Of course not, why would I wait for you?” Xu Chaomu denied, though her heart disagreed.

Shen Chi restrained all his anger, his lips curved slightly, and he wrapped a large hand around her waist.

“Stop fooling around and eat!”

Xu Chaomu handed him a bowl of rice and grabbed a pair of chopsticks for him.

Shen Chi didn’t let go, his hand caressing her waistline, feeling that she had gained some weight recently, which improved the touch.

“Plum juice?” Shen Chi glanced at the cup in front of him.

“I know you don’t like sour things, so I made it on purpose,” Xu Chaomu chuckled.

Shen Chi also smiled, although he thought Xu Chaomu was really asking for it.

“You like sour so much; seems like there’s a son in your belly,” Shen Chi said casually.

His expression, now devoid of coldness and harshness, was very gentle, especially the smile at the corners of his eyes, which resembled a warm breeze in March, affectionate and tender.

Xu Chaomu pondered; it seemed that such belief existed.

Immediately her face fell, and she said unhappily, “I don’t want a son…”

“No problem, no problem; if you want a daughter, we’ll have another one,” Shen Chi consoled her opportunistically.

He was more than willing to accommodate her in having children.

“Eat!” Xu Chaomu shoved a spare rib into his bowl.

It seemed the man’s jealousy had mostly dissipated.

As they sat down to eat together, Shen Chi’s hand would occasionally touch Xu Chaomu’s waist. She felt awkward but just had to bear with it.

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