After his high school classmate left, Lin Tingyue was still staring at him.
Lin Shengyan asked, "Do you know him?"
Lin Tingyue shook her head.
[Whatever else you might say, Second Brother's high school classmate really is a colossal sucker.]
Lin Shengyan: Huh?
The colossal sucker stopped too.
[Raising his wife's children by other men-how could he not be a sucker?]
Chapter 46
Shen Feirong: "?"
Just then, his three children came over holding hands. The youngest reached out to be held as soon as he saw him. Looking at the child's little face, Shen Feirong's heart melted. The child clearly looked so much like him; that voice had to be lying.
Shen Feirong was just about to pick him up when the voice sounded in his head again.
[Tsk, tsk, tsk. His wife had this one with her first love behind his back.]
Shen Feirong's arms stiffened. He didn't know whether it was all in his head, but suddenly the child's features bore no resemblance to his at all. He said sternly, "Learn to walk on your own."
The youngest puckered his lips, about to cry, but perhaps Shen Feirong's expression was too frightening. He was scared into silence, tears hovering in his eyes without falling.
Shen Feirong then stroked the middle child's head, smiling with fatherly affection.
[Tsk, tsk, tsk. This one's even better. His wife had this one with his romantic rival behind his back.]
Shen Feirong froze again.
No wonder. No wonder the man who had pursued Meng Yi'an so desperately had suddenly given up after Shen Feirong married her.
And his attitude toward Shen Feirong had made a complete about-face. Shen Feirong had thought the man had given up hope. They worked at the same company and were bound to run into each other, so he had assumed the man had decided to make peace rather than sour their relationship.
He had never imagined it was because they had long since been hooking up.
Refusing to believe it, Shen Feirong took the eldest child's hand. This was his first child with Meng Yi'an, the fruit of their love. Surely it couldn't be...
As long as one child was his, Shen Feirong could find some comfort, but!!!
[Tsk, tsk, tsk. Back then, Meng Yi'an only discovered she was pregnant after breaking up with her ex-boyfriend. In her panic, she thought of Shen Feirong, and just like that, he became the sucker left holding the bag.]
The onlookers were stunned. They had seen men wear green hats before, but never one this green. He practically had an entire lush green prairie growing on his head.
In an instant, every gaze directed at Shen Feirong was filled with sympathy.
There was a distinct air of wishing he could just rest in peace already.
Seething with rage, Shen Feirong strode toward the entrance of the banquet hall, where Meng Yi'an was chatting and laughing with another man.
Seeing him approach, Meng Yi'an even smiled and said, "Feirong, luckily Wendong gave me a ride here today. You really should thank him properly."
Shen Feirong clenched his fists and looked at Gao Wendong, gritting his teeth. "I certainly should thank him properly."
"Why don't we find a time to have dinner with Wendong?"
[Good grief, wouldn't that be a grand harem reunion?]
Shen Feirong couldn't hold back any longer. He walked up to Gao Wendong and punched him straight in the bridge of his nose.
Meng Yi'an's lovely face drained of color in fright. She screamed, "Shen Feirong, what are you doing?"
"What, does it hurt you to see me hit him? How many more children are you planning to have with other men for me to raise, huh?"
Shen Feirong even raised his fist at Meng Yi'an.
Meng Yi'an backed away in terror, stammering, "F-Feirong, you know everything? I was going to-I was going to find a time to tell you."
Shen Feirong was so furious he nearly couldn't catch his breath. "You were actually planning to tell me?"
"Yes, Feirong." Meng Yi'an's gaze was sincere.
Gao Wendong spoke up then too. "After all, we both love Yi'an so much we'd die for her. We're the same."
[Huh?]
[I don't understand.]
[Is this a real-life case of becoming a side piece for love?]
The onlookers were amused. Looking at it that way, Gao Wendong shouldn't actually count as the side piece. After all, he had a child with Meng Yi'an.
Then the side piece would be...
Hiss. Everyone sucked in a sharp breath.
Shen Feirong's eyes reddened with fury, and he unleashed a torrent of abuse. "Who's the same as you, you shameless male homewrecker? Both of you can go to hell!"
Meng Yi'an said disapprovingly, "Feirong, how can you say that? I truly love you."
Lin Tingyue: "?"
[Could the tip of Meng Yi'an's heart be a durian's spikes? In that case, there's room in her heart for plenty more people!]
There were more?
Shen Feirong roared, "If you truly loved me, would you cheat? Would you have children with other men? I wouldn't dare accept this kind of true love!"
Meng Yi'an's expression suddenly became hard to describe. "Feirong, it's not that I don't want to have your children, but..."
[Wow, what a loaded pause. Is there more juicy gossip behind this?]
Fan Qing's eyes shone as she cracked sunflower seeds. More gossip? Keep it coming, keep it coming. She even asked Feng Shuiyun if she wanted some seeds.
Feng Shuiyun pushed her hand away. So this was what it felt like to feast on gossip in person? It felt amazing!
At that moment, she finally understood gossip-loving Fan Qing.
[Oh, so Shen Feirong has low sperm motility and can't have children at all.]
Shen Feirong felt as though the sky had collapsed. He staggered and fell to the floor in a daze.
Seeing him like this, Meng Yi'an hurried to comfort him. "Feirong, even though you can't have children, you don't need to feel ashamed. You still have me."
"Get lost."
Shen Feirong shoved Meng Yi'an away and continued beating Gao Wendong.
[Aaaaah, stop fighting! If you have to fight, take it outside.]
Hmm?
Feng Shuiyun stood up. Was there more gossip?
Fan Qing looked at her mother, suspecting she wanted to pick Yueyue up and shake her.
After waiting a long time without hearing anything more, Feng Shuiyun was certain there probably wasn't any. She had security "escort" the two men still locked in a fight, along with the woman trying to break it up, outside.
Afterward, thoroughly satisfied with her feast of gossip, Feng Shuiyun stepped onto the stage and announced the official start of the banquet.
Bai Yaxin and Feng Shuiyun chatted happily, regretting that they hadn't met sooner.
Although Fan Qing and Lin Tingyue were good friends, this was actually Bai Yaxin and Feng Shuiyun's first meeting. Only after meeting did they realize how well they got along.
But this left Lin Rusong in a rather awkward position.
Bai Yaxin was no longer beside him, and Lin Yuhuan and Lin Shengyan were each chatting with their own friends.
Lin Rusong straightened his tie and prepared to find someone to talk to as well.
As it happened, he really did find someone.
Lin Rusong's eyes lit up, and he approached with his wineglass raised. "Mr. Fang, long time no see."
Seeing who had approached, Fang Jiancheng was somewhat surprised. "Mr. Lin, I didn't expect you to attend Miss Feng's banquet too."
Lin Rusong said, "My daughter and Miss Feng's daughter are good friends."
Fang Jiancheng smiled. "No wonder. If I'd known you were coming, Mr. Lin, I would have brought my proposal."
"You must be joking, Mr. Fang."
Fang Jiancheng clinked glasses with Lin Rusong. "Not at all. I truly look forward to working with you, Mr. Lin. If you're looking for a business partner, don't forget me."
"Of course."
After exchanging pleasantries and discussing future cooperation, Fang Jiancheng's phone suddenly rang. He glanced at it and smiled knowingly, then told Lin Rusong he had something important to attend to and would have to excuse himself.
Lin Rusong understood. He nodded and watched him leave, deciding to find someone else to talk to.
At some point, Lin Tingyue had come over holding a little cake. She asked, "Dad, what are you looking for?"
Seeing Lin Tingyue, Lin Rusong's gaze softened with fatherly affection. "Your mother abandoned me, so I have to find someone else to talk to."
His tone carried helplessness.
Lin Tingyue tilted her head. "Dad, are you jealous?"
"Nonsense." With his thoughts exposed, Lin Rusong found it a little hard to save face. "At my age, how could I be jealous?"
[If this isn't jealousy, what is?]
Lin Rusong: "!"
Bai Yaxin and Feng Shuiyun had noticed what was happening too and were coming over. Bai Yaxin wanted to see just how Lin Rusong was being jealous.
"All right." Lin Tingyue asked another question. "Dad, weren't you just talking to someone? Where did he go?"
Lin Rusong sighed. "That was Mr. Fang from Jiancheng Enterprises. Something suddenly came up, and he left."
Lin Tingyue blinked. "Dad, do you know what came up?"
"I don't. Perhaps something at his company," Lin Rusong guessed.
[It wasn't company business.]
A shudder ran through Lin Rusong. Did that Mr. Fang have juicy gossip surrounding him too?
Wait, wait, wait. Lin Rusong thought the most important thing he should do right now was draw a clear line between himself and Mr. Fang.
Lin Rusong kept stealing glances at Bai Yaxin beside Lin Tingyue. "I was only making casual conversation with him. We didn't particularly hit it off."
"I understand, Dad," Lin Tingyue said obediently.
[Mr. Fang probably has no time to worry about hitting it off with Dad. He's too busy thinking about sleeping with his son-in-law.]
Huh?
Feng Shuiyun thought it over carefully.
She remembered that a younger female cousin of hers had married a CEO surnamed Fang. Could it be this CEO?
The Feng family was fiercely protective of its own. If something like this really was happening, Feng Shuiyun couldn't stand idly by.
After saying a word to Bai Yaxin, Feng Shuiyun left the banquet hall. Once she had asked where that Mr. Fang had gone, she pressed the elevator button and headed upstairs.
At the same time, Lin Tingyue started moving too. The Lin family, Fan Qing, and everyone else who wanted to feast on the gossip followed behind her.