Things finally settled down, and the Cheng father and son breathed a sigh of relief.
Early the next morning, while everyone else was still asleep, Cheng Tianhao sent Mei Yuxin a message asking her to meet him in a guest room.
"This incident had a huge impact, and the losses to the Cheng Family were considerable. Haoming and I spent a great deal of effort calming things down. Don't do anything unnecessary from now on. Just focus on giving birth to the child."
"Since you've obtained status, position, and money, don't fantasize about anything else, such as Haoming's undivided love."
"There's no such thing as having everything in this world. It's impossible for you to get every benefit by yourself."
Cheng Tianhao spoke without the slightest courtesy, and Mei Yuxin lowered her eyes.
"I understand."
Cheng Tianhao's gaze dropped to her swollen belly. "How's the child...?"
Mei Yuxin habitually stroked her belly. "Very well. The baby's been moving quite a lot lately."
"Looks like it's going to be a lively boy."
A rare smile appeared in Cheng Tianhao's eyes.
Although the child had been conceived dishonorably, how could Cheng Tianhao not be pleased at the prospect of having another son?
When his wife had given birth to their son Haoming, she had suffered a difficult labor. After that, she could no longer have children.
When he was young, he had once considered secretly finding another woman outside and having another child.
But in the end, those thoughts had been defeated by his astonishing self-control.
At that time, the Cheng Family could not withstand any turmoil at all. Without his father-in-law's help, it would never have grown to its present size.
Cheng Tianhao raised his hand and checked the time. It was six-thirty, which meant the servants should be getting up