Rongshu hmmed, “He really is a good man.”
Fu Jingting was not happy with her mouth shouting that other men were good though.
But Lin Tianchen was an exception, so he didn’t feel there was anything to take issue with.
After that, the old lady asked Rong Shu some other questions, and only after learning that Rong Shu would indeed not bring any problems to herself by carrying this child did she completely put down a heart.
After that, Rong Shu knew what it meant to live as a national treasure.
The old lady and Feng’s mother treated her like a porcelain doll, fearing that she might get cold or hungry, and took care of her without missing a beat.
She couldn’t help but feel very amused.
She was only pregnant, she wasn’t really that fragile.
But the old lady and Feng’s mother took care of her as if she were a fragile doll, which made her laugh and touched her heart at the same time.
In the evening, during the New Year’s Eve dinner, Old Madam did not hide the fact that Rongshu was pregnant from everyone and told them.
Wang Shuqin and Fu Jinglin reacted the most.
Wang Shuqin was surprised, but then she bristled, thinking that the heavens were really blind to let Rongshu get pregnant at this time, so it was no wonder that the two had suddenly remarried.
Of course, Wang Shuqin was not an absolute bad person, although she did not like Rong Shu and did not want to see her pregnant, she did not intend to do anything to Rong Shu.
She knew very well that she could not stop the two from being together, and since that was the case, why did she care so much about what happened between them?
At most, she would only mutter a few words under her breath, not planning to actually do anything.
Fu Jinglin, on the other hand, was just plain happy, constantly chanting that he was going to be an uncle, and saying that when the baby was born, he would ask his little nephew or niece to play basketball.
In short, apart from Wang Shuqin, everyone else was happy about Rongshu’s pregnancy.
Naturally, Rongshu noticed Wang Shuqin’s reaction, but didn’t care and didn’t bother to pay any attention to it.
In her heart, however, she kept a secret eye out and decided that if Wang Shuqin dared to do anything to her, she would definitely not let Wang Shuqin go.
After the New Year’s Eve dinner, everyone sat around in the hall to celebrate the New Year.
Fu Jinglin was a youngster who couldn’t be bothered, so after a short while, he went out to set off firecrackers and fireworks.
The old mansion was located in the suburbs and there were no buildings around, so fireworks could be set off.
Fu Jinglin dragged a*sistant Zhang with him and went out.
a*sistant Zhang originally did not want to play with him, but the nature of human beings is really fragrant, and before long he was really addicted to playing.
The two men, who were quite different in age, finished fireworks in the courtyard and had a great time.
Wang Shuqin knew that they didn’t like her and that she was not well received, so she didn’t stay long and left on the pretext of going to her room to sleep.
Fu Jingting couldn’t stay out for long either, and had to rest in bed a lot, which would help him recover even more.
So Rongshu didn’t stay long, and not long after Wang Shuqin left, she also pushed Fu Jingting back to his room to rest.
The old lady also agreed that they should hurry back to rest, not only because of Fu Jingting’s health, but also for the sake of Rongshu’s health.
Rongshu’s health also required her to be in bed a lot, so she didn’t need to be too serious about keeping watch over the New Year.
What’s more, at her age, the old lady was not in a very good state of mind, so she would be drowsy even if she kept watch for a while.
After Rongshu and the others left, the old lady could go back and rest, so she didn’t have to keep up with the two youngsters.
So, except for Fu Jinglin and a*sistant Zhang, who were still playing all night, the rest of the family went back to their own houses.
Rongshu pushed Fu Jingting back to the room where the two of them were staying.
Well, before the day before yesterday, this was Fu Jingting’s room alone, but now that they were remarried, it was indeed their room.
Rongshu took Fu Jingting’s coat and hung it up, while Fu Jingting sat on the edge of the bed, holding the gift she had given him during the day, and was opening it with great interest.
He had wanted to see what was inside for a long time, but had held off opening it during the day.
Now that it was just the two of them, he could open it openly without having to hide it.
When Rongshu saw him opening the present, she smiled a little and didn’t bother her, so she went to the bathroom to wash up.
On this side, Fu Jingting finally opened the box, which was not a valuable gift, but a yellowed and old letter.
Fu Jingting immediately recognised that the letters were all written by him, replies to her from the time he used to be pen pals with her.
Fu Jingting put the box on his lap and then took out all the letters inside, a pile so thick he almost couldn’t hold it.
These letters were all sorted by Rongshu, organized by date.
When Fu Jingting saw the top of the pile, his first letter to her, his thin lips curved up in a nostalgic way, and his big hand couldn’t help but stroke the letter.
They had met through an internet drift bottle, and at that time, he had salvaged her drift bottle at random, with her mood written inside.
After reading it, he felt quite sorry for her and then replied to her, comforting her.
From then on, they added friends, exchanged their real-life contact addresses and began a pen-pal journey.
He still remembers clearly to this day what was on the first letter he wrote to her.
Fu Jingting opened the first letter and could not help but laugh out loud when he saw his still slightly juvenile and not yet sharp enough handwriting on it.
Afterwards, he opened one letter at a time and read them one by one.
There were some letters whose contents he had long forgotten, and some he remembered so well that he could still remember them.
But whether it was one he had long forgotten, or one he had never forgotten, it was nice to re-read it again now with a different feeling, a kind of reliving the process of falling in love with her.
“It seems that you like this gift from me.” Rongshu had finished washing up and came behind him, bending over the man’s back, her voice soft and delicate.
Fu Jingting put the letter back into the box carefully, his voice low and husky, “Of course, this is the best gift I’ve ever received, I didn’t expect that you would give me this.”
Rongshu wrapped her arms around the man’s neck, “In fact, at first, I didn’t know what to give you, so I thought about it for half a day and finally came up with something, so I decided to give them to you. Would it be different to see your letters from the past again after so many years?”
“Of course I do.” Fu Jingting nodded, then looked at her guiltily, “I’m sorry, you wrote it to me, I didn’t keep it well and it was burnt by Gu Manyin.”
At that time, he was still in hypnosis and had always thought in his heart that Gu Manyin was Maple Leaf.
So when Gu Manyin suggested that since she was already by his side, there was no need to keep those letters, he agreed.
Just like that, all those letters were burned by Gu Manyin.
“It’s okay.” Rongshu shook her head, knowing that she could not blame the man, and smiled back, “At least the ones you wrote to me are still kept, these are already enough to prove, our past.”
“These, I will take good care of them and won’t let anyone have the chance to destroy them again.” Fu Jingting hugged the box tightly and said firmly with narrowed eyes.
Rongshu gave a muffled sound.
Then Fu Jingting dug in his pocket and pulled out a delicate little gift box for her as well.
Rongshu froze slightly, “This?”
“A New Year’s gift for you.” Fu Jingting looked at her and smiled, “As my wife, how could I not prepare a gift for you.”