novelraw Chapter 483 You can bring it to me to eat first.
Chapter 483 You can bring it to me to eat first.
Rong Shu settled Mei Mei down on the stool, "Alright, sit still."
Meimei handed the phone back to Rong Shu and said, "Mom, send it to Dad."
Rong Shu took the phone and reluctantly sent the photo to Sheng Tingchen before placing the phone on the cabinet behind her.
The little incident didn't affect anyone's mood.
Rong Qingwen sat in the main seat, his smile never fading. "It's rare to have such a lively atmosphere. Xiaoyu, you probably don't know yet. Let me introduce you. This is my son, Xiaoshu's older brother."
Meimei's little head was full of questions. "Uncle Qingzhi is Mommy's brother, so why didn't we know each other before?"
Rong Qingwen said, "Meimei will understand when she grows up."
Meimei, puzzled, gave an "oh" and asked, "Then should Meimei call Uncle Qingzhi 'eldest uncle' or 'second uncle'?"
Rong Qingwen said, "Call him Second Uncle."
Su Qingzhi and Pei Yu were born in the same year, only two months apart.
Meimei found it very strange. Uncle Qingzhi is Mom's brother, so what is the relationship between Dad and Uncle Qingzhi?
"Alright, everyone, let's start eating! Let's eat the zongzi first."
Rong Qingwen took one and put it in Su Qingzhi's bowl.
Su Qingzhi quickly said, "Dad, I can do it myself."
Rong Qingwen chuckled and said, "Eat up, eat up."
A large group of people were chatting, and the sound of children could be heard, creating a warm and lively atmosphere.
"Uncle, if you ask me, you're the real winner in life. Not only is your wife beautiful and your children outstanding, but you also have such an adorable little son like Xiaobao and such a smart and beautiful granddaughter like Meimei," Song Yan said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Pei Lanhua belatedly realized that Rong Qingwen had indeed been fortunate to have lived most of his life.
In those days, he was the only son in his family. When he was young, his parents helped him start a company. Even though his marriage failed and his wife and son left, it seems that God was helping him again. When the company was about to go bankrupt, Xiao Shu became pregnant and was taken in by the Sheng family.
His children have experienced many ups and downs and hardships, but he, as their father, has enjoyed a lot of blessings. No wonder fortune tellers say that he is destined to enjoy the blessings of his children, and it really is true.
Rong Qingwen grinned from ear to ear, "It would be even better if we had two more daughters-in-law."
Song Yan said, "That's only a matter of time. Xiaoyu will have to work harder."
Jiang Yu met Song Yan's gaze. Pei Yu was peeling a zongzi for her, his eyes filled with an undisguised happy smile. "Sister Yan, you need to step up your game. I can wait for you."
Song Yan raised an eyebrow.
Su Qingzhi sat silently to the side without saying a word.
After lunch.
Rong Shu looked at Sheng Tingchen's reply on her phone: "It looks quite sumptuous, and the zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) look very tempting."
Below is another photo of his dinner: a steak, foie gras, salmon, and a glass of red wine. The contrast between the two dishes is so exquisite that it makes one lose their appetite.
However, judging from the fact that the photo was taken in his office, with the night view visible through the window, he appears to be all alone. This contrast is even more striking, especially on this day of family reunion during the Dragon Boat Festival.
She replied to the message: I want to eat zongzi (sticky rice dumplings), and it's not like they don't sell them in New York.
Sheng Tingchen replied instantly: The zongzi here are always different from the ones at home.
Rong Shu: Then we can eat our fill when we get back.
Sheng Tingchen: You can bring it over for me to eat first.
Rong Shu frowned as she read his message, as if she had already promised to go find him.
Just then, Song Yan called her, so she simply didn't reply.
An afternoon is neither a long nor a short time.
Song Yan organized a game of mahjong together.
Su Qingzhi spoke gently to Rong Shu, "Xiao Shu, you come on. If you lose, it's on me."
Song Yan looked at him and a smile played on her lips.
Rong Shu glanced at him and said, "I won't fight anymore, I'll stay with Meimei."
Su Qingzhi did not insist.
Jiang Yu doesn't know how to play mahjong, so Pei Lanhua plays with them.
Rong Shu and Jiang Yu accompanied the two children.
Around that time.
Meimei wants to take a nap.
Rong Shu accompanied her upstairs to her bedroom, changed her into pajamas, and lay her on the bed, patting her back to coax her to sleep.
Meimei nestled in Rong Shu's arms, "Mom."
"Um?"
"Dad wants Mom to go to America to be with him."
Rong Shu's expression darkened slightly; he really was using Mei Mei to intimidate her.
"Mom has work and can't go see Dad. Dad will come back as soon as he finishes work."
Meimei immediately looked aggrieved, "But Daddy is all alone over there, so pitiful. No one is with him during the holidays."
Rong Shu said, "When Meimei wakes up, call her father."
Meimei, "Mom, can't you really go and be with Dad? Dad said it won't interfere with Mom's work."
Rong Shu sighed helplessly, "Meimei, be good, go to sleep first."
Meimei blinked at her mother, then nestled obediently in her mother's arms and closed her eyes to sleep.
Rong Shu stayed with Mei Mei for a while while she slept.
Around 4 PM.
Rong Shu went to Sheng Tingze's villa to see Wei Lan and saw Sheng Tingze's car parked outside the villa.
We entered the living room.
I heard the sound of a violin coming from upstairs.
She went upstairs.
Inside the living room on the second floor.
Wei Lan stood on the balcony playing the violin. The clear and gentle sound of the violin, mixed with the sound of the wind, slowly flowed into the living room. The wind lifted her white dress, and her hair fluttered lightly. She looked like a lily blooming in the sunlight, bright and full of vitality.
Sheng Tingze stood quietly to the side and listened.
Until the song ended.
Sheng Tingze turned around and saw Rong Shu standing there.
Rong Shu met his gaze, smiled faintly, and stepped forward.
"Ms. Wei, your skill level is that of a professional violinist."
Wei Lan gave a soft "hmm" and said, "I graduated from the music department."
Her artistic temperament was still very obvious.
"It sounds beautiful," Rong Shu said.
"Thanks."
Indeed, doing what you love completely changes your mental state.
Rong Shu then asked Sheng Tingze, "Are we going back later?"
Sheng Tingze nodded. "I just came to deliver the violin. I have to go home tonight."
Rong Shu hummed in agreement.
At this time.
The nanny came up and said, "Sir, we have a guest."
Sheng Tingze asked, "What kind of guest?"
The nanny said, "I don't know, they said they came to see Miss Wei."
Upon hearing this...
Wei Lan's face turned pale instantly.
Sheng Tingze glanced at her and said to Rong Shu, "Xiao Shu, you stay with her. I'll go downstairs to check on her."
"it is good."
Sheng Tingze walked downstairs.
Rong Shu helped Wei Lan to sit down on the sofa. "Don't worry, you'll be fine here," Rong Shu reassured her.
Wei Lan gripped Rong Shu's hand, her palms sweating profusely.
Rong Shu looked at her; it seemed that someone from the Qin family had come.
A few minutes later.
A series of steady, powerful footsteps approached from afar, causing Wei Lan to tremble even more violently, while Rong Shu held her hand tightly.
Immediately afterwards, a tall figure appeared. Before you could even see who it was, the powerful aura emanating from the man was overwhelming.
The moment you see a person clearly.
Rong Shu was startled.