Chapter 190: Staying by Your Side

“Why would I take Hengheng to chase after them?” Hu Yao pinched his face, pulling him back from his thoughts.

She had been lost in thought, but she wasn’t thinking what he was thinking.

“Don’t you want Hengheng anymore? Just Chaochao?” She pulled his hand away.

“One for each of us, it’s fair!” Jiang Han snorted.

“Then I want Chaochao.” Hu Yao saw that he was jealous and grumpy again, and she smiled.

“You want him, so you get him? I raised Jiang Fuchao for four years, I put in so much effort. How long has Jiang Fuheng been around? If you take Jiang Fuheng away, that bastard will be so happy, you know he’ll be ecstatic.” Jiang Han saw that she actually dared to agree, he narrowed his eyes.

“I’ve played with Chaochao for four years too, I want him.” Hu Yao said deliberately.

Jiang Han scoffed: “Let Jiang Fuheng come out and hear how his mom doesn’t want him!”

“How can he come out, he’s only a month old.” Hu Yao couldn’t help but laugh.

“You were the one who said we should split the kids!” She glared at him.

“You’re actually choosing to split them?” Jiang Han looked at her darkly: “Are you tired of living?”

He looked fierce at the moment, his eyes dark and displeased.

Hu Yao paused, the smile on her face slowly faded, she nervously clutched her own hands.

When Jiang Han’s fierce words came out again, she blinked lightly, her eyelashes trembling, and when she looked up again, her eyes were already filled with a faint mist. She raised her hand, wiping them away in a gesture of grievance.

“You’re sick, aren’t you? You cry after saying a few words?” Jiang Han saw her watery, red eyes, his face stiffened, his tone unconsciously softened, and he reached out to touch her face.

“They’re all yours! Jiang Fuchao is all yours! That cow and the two dogs, if you like them, they’re yours too!”

“Why are you crying?”

She’s even more delicate now, can’t say a word without crying! How many times has he said these words back and forth to her, but now they seem to have a greater impact?

His fingertips touched the wet, cold tears on the corner of her eyes, Jiang Han’s face tightened even more.

“I got sand in my eye.”

Hu Yao uncomfortably pulled away his hand that was wiping her eyes, the more he wiped, the more uncomfortable she felt.

She was just talking and joking with him, a gust of wind blew in, blowing sand into her eyes, it was uncomfortable and irritating.

Jiang Han paused, the next moment his expression softened considerably, followed by unreasonable annoyance.

“Let it go blind!” He said angrily, but the next moment he leaned closer, bent down and blew on her eyes.

“Is it better?”

Hu Yao half-opened her eyes, quietly looking at him, his expression serious and focused as he held her face, she was stunned for a few seconds.

“…It’s better.” She blinked and nodded.

“I won’t take Chaochao and Hengheng away.”

“I won’t leave either, we’ll all stay by your side.” Hu Yao looked at him, softly and seriously.

He’s always so nervous when it comes to Zhong Jinghuai, it’s obvious.

He doesn’t need to be like this, he’s no worse than anyone else, and to her, he’s even better.

“You try not staying with one of them.” Hearing her say this, Jiang Han’s face finally relaxed, but his mouth was still unforgiving.

“Let those two bastards go, I want to see where they can go to become beggars.”

“They won’t become beggars.” Hu Yao was dissatisfied, how could a father always say that his sons should go be wild men and beggars.

“Don’t change the subject, what did Zhong Jinghuai give you?” Jiang Han glanced at her hand that was still clenched.

Hu Yao paused slightly, she opened her palm very frankly: “Nothing, just a pencil, do you want it? It’s yours.”

Jiang Han, of course, took it without hesitation, but when he found out that it was a gift she bought for Zhong Jinghuai, he was unhappy again: “You gave me something you gave your old lover?”

“Should I have had it set with gold for him to be an heirloom?”

Hu Yao: “…”

If he doesn’t give it to him, he’ll be angry, if he gives it to him, he’ll still be angry, how difficult is he to please.

“You write with it for Chaochao.”

“I’m missing a pencil for Jiang Fuchao? That idiot Jiang Fuchao has a pile of paper and pencils!”

“Then throw it away.”

“You’re only saying to throw it away now, you’re guilty, aren’t you!”

Hu Yao’s cheeks puffed up, she couldn’t help but hit him: “You’re annoying!”

“Try hitting me again, I’ll see how you cry tonight, cry a few times!” He slapped her on the butt, his words carried a dangerous undertone.

Hu Yao’s face flushed, she subconsciously covered the place where he hit her.

That half-pencil was ultimately confiscated by Jiang Han.

And Jiang Xiao Chao, who was still struggling to wash the wall, had no idea that a brief discussion about the distribution of him and his brother had taken place in the room. Jiang Fuheng, who was sleeping soundly in the room, didn’t know that in the heart of his biological father, Jiang Han, he was already far behind his brother because of the smile he had given Zhong Jinghuai.

Sun Qin Shu, who was also on her way back to Beicheng, wasn’t as generous as Jiang Han thought.

She knew that the half-pencil was a gift from Hu Yao to Zhong Jinghuai, so she couldn’t help but glance at it from time to time when she saw it.

Zhong Jinghuai noticed, in order to put her “heart at ease”, he returned the half-pencil to Hu Yao.

Now, Sun Qin Shu looked at Zhong Jinghuai and Hu Yao, who were so open and aboveboard, she felt even more that she was being too petty, she was annoyed, she felt that her heart was not big enough.

She seemed to be very willful sometimes, first she was fussy about his already confessed past relationship, and then she insisted on coming with him to attend Jiang Fuheng’s full moon banquet.

“Brother Jinghuai, if you want to divorce me, just tell me, my dad and them won’t say anything about you.” She lowered her head and said dejectedly.

Zhong Jinghuai’s hand paused, the gentleness on his face faded slightly.

After a few seconds, he sighed helplessly: “Ai Yuan, don’t think about it.”

He reached out and held her shoulder, his voice was clear and melodious, he looked at her seriously: “Marriage is not a game, it’s not for fun, we get married to spend a lifetime together, we’ve made vows, we’ve paid respects to our parents, we should be honest with each other… Ai Yuan, you’ve grown up–>>

“You can’t go back on your word anymore.”

Their families were close friends. As a child, Sun Qinshu liked to follow him around. She was lively and playful, a mischievous little spirit. It was common for her to go back on her word, and he never minded, always smiling and indulging her. But after all these years, he couldn’t let her go back on her word anymore.

“I married you for no other reason.” Zhong Jinghuai looked at her stunned eyes and smiled helplessly.

“Aiyuan, what happened to Ayao really left a deep impression on me. I felt mostly guilt towards her, and I still do. If her husband hadn’t treated her well, I would have taken her away years ago.”

“When I decided to marry you, I thought about it for a long time. I felt like I was betraying Ayao, and I also felt like I was betraying you. When Ayao wasn’t doing well, I felt like I was betraying her even more.” Zhong Jinghuai said softly.

Sun Qinshu was stunned. Did this mean he had feelings for her long ago? So he was struggling with his conscience all this time. He had such a strong sense of morality, always unwilling to do anything that went against his own principles or the wishes of others. This trip to see Hu Yao must have finally given him peace of mind.

“Aiyuan, I’m telling you all this now… do you… want to divorce me?” He started by saying she couldn’t go back on her word, but now he was asking her what she wanted.

Sun Qinshu saw his unconsciously clenched hand and smiled gently.

“No.”