Jiang Mufeng took a sip of the hangover soup and found Lu Yanting staring straight at the bowl in his hand.
He was stunned for a moment and handed the bowl out: "Mr. Lu, please order some too. You drank too much last night."
After saying that, he was about to pass the bowl over, and Lu Yanting reached out to take it seriously.
Halfway through handing it over, Jiang Mufeng thought of something and retracted his hand.
Lu Yanting's eyes moved from the bowl to his face.
There seemed to be dissatisfaction in his eyes.
Jiang Mufeng smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, sorry, Mr. Lu, I have drank this bowl. If you don't mind, drink it from the pot."
Under Lu Yanting's urgent gaze, Jiang Mufeng handed over the kettle in his hand.
Lu Yanting quickly took it, fearing that he would regret it.
Jiang Mufeng slowly drank the sobering soup, while Lu Yanting held the stew pot and took a big sip.
After drinking it, he sighed: "The hangover soup made by Jiang Chaoxi is delicious."
"Yes!" Jiang Mufeng had a smile on his face and took another sip of hangover soup.
As he entered the sobering soup, he reacted belatedly: "Mr. Lu, I don't seem to have told you that my niece's name is Jiang Chaoshi. Do you know her?"
Lu Yanting knew that he had spilled the beans.
"Ahem." He coughed lightly and then decided to confess: "Actually, I am Jiang Chaoxi's ex-husband. She only got together with Song Tingyue after she divorced me."
Every word is sad and difficult to say.
In the past few months, he had truly realized the pain of losing Jiang Chaoxi.
"..."
Jiang Mufeng was so shocked that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.
It is not easy to get back his business: "Mr. Lu... this joke is a bit big."
"It's not a joke." Lu Yanting pursed his lips, as if savoring the taste of the hangover soup, and said after a moment: "I'm sorry, she and I have been married for three years, and we haven't even visited her. She said she was an orphan, and I don't know who she is.
My family and I are really sorry."
It took Jiang Mufeng a while to recover from the shock, and he muttered: "Xi Bao didn't tell me that she was married to you. I am her second uncle after all."
"Second uncle, I think it's not that Jiang Chaoxi doesn't want to tell you, but that he's afraid that you won't agree."
Lu Yanting even called him "Second Uncle".
Suddenly I felt a lot closer to Jiang Chaoxi.
Jiang Mufeng was even more puzzled: "Why?"
"This matter started ten years ago..."
Lu Yanting briefly told the story of how he saved Jiang Chaoxi ten years ago and lost his sight three years ago. Jiang Chaoxi took care of him and married him in order to repay his kindness.
But the reason for their divorce was not stated.
Jiang Mufeng nodded after listening.
If Jiang Chaoxi had really told him back then, he would definitely not have agreed.
Jiang Mufeng said thoughtfully: "I didn't expect that Mr. Lu and I would have such a fate."
"You are Jiang Chaoxi's second uncle, which is also my second uncle. This will not change."
Lu Yanting suddenly felt that his marriage to Jiang Chaoxi was too weak.
She had never brought him home to meet her relatives, not even her childhood sweetheart.
And he never thought of truly understanding her.
Unfortunately, I only got to know her again after the divorce.
"The child in Xibao's belly..."
Jiang Mufeng hesitated to speak, but Lu Yanting understood what he meant and said solemnly: "It's not mine."
"oh……"
Jiang Mufeng also felt that it could not be Lu Yanting's child.
If Jiang Chaoxi was pregnant with Lu Yanting's child, the two might not divorce.
Lu Yanting added: "Song Tingyue is very good to her. I feel relieved to hand her over to Song Tingyue."
Of course, he would feel more at ease if Jiang Chaoxi was by his side.
Lu Yanting and Jiang Mufeng went to the hotel restaurant to have a buffet breakfast together.
Then we went to Lu's to sign a contract together.
Jiang Mufeng did not expect it to go so smoothly. When he signed the contract, he was still in a daze, as if he was not fully awake from the wine.
The big reason why Lu Yanting signed the contract so readily was Jiang Chaoxi.
Jiang Chaoxi is a shareholder of the Jiang family. When Jiang family makes money, it means she makes money.
He hoped that she would live a prosperous life, and even if she could not marry into the Song family, she would still have confidence.
…
Jiang Mufeng took the contract and went directly to Jiang Chaoxi.
Jiang Chaoxi stood at the door waiting for him, getting him slippers.
"Second uncle."
Jiang Mufeng suddenly felt sad when he saw the potbellied Jiang Chao Xi: "Xi Bao, you have suffered a lot these years."
Jiang Mufeng's words made Jiang Chaoxi at a loss: "Second uncle, what do you... mean?"
"I already know that you married Mr. Lu to repay your kindness." Jiang Mufeng's eyes turned red: "In my memory, you were still a child. I really didn't expect that you have gone through so much."
"Second uncle, did Lu Yanting tell you?"
Apart from Lu Yanting, Jiang Chaoxi could not think of anyone else.
"Yes, Mr. Lu told me today. You silly girl, why didn't you tell me about such a big thing as getting married? Do you still think that I am your second uncle?"
Jiang Mufeng looked at Jiang Chaoxi with some complaints.
Jiang Chaoxi lowered his head in shame: "Second uncle, I'm sorry, I was wrong."
Seeing how good she was in admitting her mistake, Jiang Mufeng couldn't get angry even if he wanted to.
"Silly girl, you are not sorry for me. What you are sorry for is yourself. Do you really think marriage is child's play when you get married and divorced?" Jiang Mufeng frowned and asked, "Why did you and Mr. Lu divorce?"
Jiang Chaoxi didn't want to answer this question.
"Second uncle, this is between him and me, I don't want to talk about it."
"Forget it, forget it if you don't want to say it. Don't hide such a big thing from your second uncle anymore." Jiang Mufeng asked again: "When are you and Song Tingyue going to get married?"
Jiang Chaoxi stopped being perfunctory and answered directly: "He and I will not get married."
"Why is this? Could it be that the Song family doesn't agree?"
Jiang Mufeng suddenly felt a headache, and the joy of signing the contract was diluted.
"Second uncle, I think it's good to raise a child by myself. It's not like I can't afford it. If the child is born with my surname Jiang, he will inherit my property without anyone's intervention."
As her belly grew day by day, Jiang Chaoxi felt more and more that her decision to keep the child was the right one.
A child that belongs only to her is more beautiful than a man.
Jiang Mufeng shook his head helplessly: "I really don't know what you young people think."
"Second uncle, don't worry about what I think. I have already decided that the child will be named after me and I will raise it myself."
Jiang Chaoxi's eyes were firm, confident and calm.
She believed that she could raise the child well by herself.
At this time, Song Tingyue came out of the kitchen, holding freshly baked yogurt cupcakes in his hand.
He saw Jiang Mufeng and Jiang Chaoxi standing at the door talking.
Smiling and greeting: "Xi Bao, second uncle, come over and eat cake."
Jiang Chaoxi happily responded: "Here he comes."
"Let's go, uncle, let's eat cake." Jiang Chaoxi pulled Jiang Mufeng and walked towards the living room.
Jiang Mufeng looked at Song Tingyue who tore open the paper cup for Jiang Chaoxi and asked: "Ayue, Xibao said that she won't get married and the child will have her surname. Do you agree?"
Song Tingyue replied with a smile: "I agree, why don't you agree? No matter what Xibao decides, I will support it."