Chapter 238: Too Bad, My Son Is Worse Than My Father

At the villa on Chongyuan Road, it was late at night. Shen Chaoxi woke up from a nap, fed the child, and just came out of the bathroom.

The door of the study opposite opened. Shang Jianghan had just finished an overseas video conference, with the phone pressed to his left ear.

The two looked at each other.

Shang Jianghan hung up the phone, went into the bedroom, got his coat and prepared to go downstairs.

It was already one o'clock in the morning.

Going out so late?
Shen Chaoxi looked at him and asked him what was the matter.

The two came out of the bedroom, and Shang Jianghan said it was Zhongli's call.

"She was looking for you. She probably thought you were asleep, so she called me. She's outside the villa. I'll pick her up."

Shen Chaoxi was drowsy and was awakened by these words.

"Who? Zhongli! It's so late, what trouble have you gotten into?" Shen Chaoxi's first impression.

Without saying much on the phone, Shang Jianghan shook his head: "I'll go pick her up, you can ask her yourself when she comes."

At this time, the doorman and the driver were both resting. They had been very busy with the family banquet these days, and Shang Jianghan didn't want to wake them up again.

Ten minutes later, Zhongli walked in wrapped in a large coat. When he saw Shen Chaoxi, he couldn't control his tears.

This is the first time I see her like this in all the time I've known her.

Shen Chaoxi thought something had happened.

Shang Jianghan pointed to the guest room on the first floor and told Zhongli to stay there at night. He would go upstairs first in case the child woke up and didn't see anyone.

The two didn't chat for too long. Zhongli came here just to find a quiet place to get away from home.

With Liang Jing's personality, she would definitely be turned upside down if she left home, but since Shen Chaoxi has a child, she generally wouldn't disturb her.

About an hour later, Shen Chaoxi went upstairs and took a look at the little guy who was sleeping alone in the stroller.

He still slept in his usual frog-like position, and slept very soundly.

The indoor temperature is kept at 25 or 26 degrees, and there are two air humidifiers, so the comfort is superb. The little one can put a small blanket on his belly without having to worry about catching a cold.

The light from the bedside lamp was dim, and Shang Jianghan could be seen lying on his side on the bed, seemingly asleep.

Shen Chaoxi lifted the duvet, but before he lay down on it, he was pulled over by a big hand. First, his lips were sealed, and then he was touched in various ways.

Yesterday was too intense and today his body was still sore. Shen Chaoxi couldn't get what he wanted no matter what, so he pushed the man away.

Since they were not asleep, they talked about Zhongli.

Although the signs had been vaguely noticed, they had only just been confirmed.

"When did Zhongli and Song Yang fall in love with each other?" Shen Chaoxi asked.

Shang Jianghan smiled without comment.

In the men's world, many things are not secrets, but they just don't talk too much about them.

Song Yang had improper thoughts about Zhongli, and there were signs of this many years ago, but it was hard to tell whether he was being sincere when he was playing.

Jong Suk-hee naturally would not hand his sister over to a playboy and let the matter go, thinking that the matter had been strangled in the cradle.

Unexpectedly, half a year ago, the two of them gradually became closer.

Shang Jianghan answered the question irrelevantly: "She ran away from home because of this?"

Shen Chaoxi yawned and nodded: "Aunt knew about this and firmly disagreed. The two had a quarrel at home and Zhongli ran out."

When she went outside the villa to pick up Zhongli just now, she was still talking, laughing and joking.

She said she missed her child and his mother, and she couldn't wait to come over after having a dream.

Zhongli’s mouth is a joke maker.

Shang Jianghan didn't believe it and didn't ask any more questions.

After hearing the reason, Shang Jianghan laughed and said, "One wave has not yet settled when another wave comes!" The second branch of the Zhong family has been in turmoil recently.

The next day, Shen Chaoxi got up late and was still woken up by the babbling sound of little Shang Zhuoming.

At this time, Shang Jianghan had already gone to the group. Before leaving, he carried the child to the big bed and blocked the fence.

The mother and son stared at each other as they were surrounded in a half-meter-high fence. The sunlight shone through the thick cotton and linen curtains with dark patterns, casting a faint glow.

"Are you awake?" Shen Chaoxi tapped the chubby baby's tight and elastic face with his little finger.

"Umm! Ahhhh!" The little guy opened his mouth to respond, and then he kept babbling.

Shen Chaoxi turned over and lay on his side, looking at Shang Jianghan's face which was rosy and fair, and leaned close to him and kissed him.

When I was about to pull away, I felt a soft touch on my chest.

The chubby little hand pulled his mother's clothes, buried his whole fat head in Shen Chaoxi's arms, and his little mouth started smacking.

Shang Zhuoming, the boy who eats a lot, never gives in when he is hungry.

Shen Chaoxi lifted up her pajamas and fed the child.

Zhongli, who was feeding her baby, walked in with messy hair and wearing Shen Chaoxi's nightgown.

"Is my brother Jiang Han trying to prevent the child from falling, or is he trying to prevent you from falling?"

Zhongli wanted to get on the bed, but he looked at the fences surrounding him. He turned around but couldn't find the mechanism. He felt a little helpless, so he finally gave up struggling and jumped up.

She didn't sleep well last night and was woken up by a phone call early in the morning. She parted ways with Liang Jing on bad terms and really didn't want to be alone in the empty room.

After asking her aunt, she found out that Shang Jianghan had already gone to work, so she dared to come in, and blatantly occupied the other person's bed and slept with his wife and children!

Shen Chaoxi was speechless. Even little Shang Zhuoming protested. While drinking milk, he kicked his godmother in the face with his chubby feet.

Zhongli:……

This is too bad. My son is even worse than me!
After all the fuss, Zhongli lost his sleepiness, so he chatted and took photos with Xiaoshang, who was trying to roll over by bending his toes.

Shen Chaoxi went downstairs to have breakfast, and when he came back, he saw that the little guy, who could only turn over on the right side yesterday, had now learned to turn over on the left, and was having a great time with Zhongli, the two of them.

The little guy's favorite among all his relatives and friends is undoubtedly Zhongli. He can be very arrogant and not give face to other people, but this beautiful woman who claims to be his godmother almost always responds to his requests.

After packing up, we went downstairs to the lobby, where the doorman said that Zhong Hongyi and his wife were visiting.

Zhongli almost jumped up when he heard this.

"We can't let them in! Will this ever end? This is a new society, we should be able to have freedom of love, right? They are too hegemonic!"

The doorman at home was hesitating, and Shen Chaoxi asked him to come in.

"My uncle and aunt came to visit my house, and I kicked them out and turned them away? Am I okay?"

Zhongli glared, "What should I do then?"

Shen Chaoxi: "You can't always hide your affairs, talk to each other face to face, and besides, I'm here, so Auntie shouldn't do anything to you."

Zhongli thought that might not be the case.

"What if my mother beats me?" Just a joke.

Shen Chaoxi took a look at the objects around him that could be used as weapons to hit people and made an estimate.

"It shouldn't be that serious! It's really not that serious, it won't break your legs, just bear with it. If your aunt feels guilty, she might help you and Song Yang get together."

"That's impossible!" Zhongli blurted out without thinking.

Shen Chaoxi's first few words were just jokes, but it was impossible for the latter sentence to fulfill her wish.

"My mom and Auntie Tian have a deep feud. They are like fire and water. Whenever they get together, it's always either you or me."

It is difficult to have true friendship and affection among the circle of ladies. It is either false or hypocritical.

Just at this moment, little Shang Zhuoming, who had just drunk some water, was brought over. Zhongli hugged him in his arms as if he had found a life-saving straw.