Kong Demin's words were actually said out of spite. But it wasn't entirely that the thought hadn't crossed his mind.
"We're mother and son."
"I'm not your son, we're not blood-related.
After Shuling died, what other relationship do we have?"
Meng Xiu Fen understood this logic too. Thinking about her current needs, the fact that she would need care in later years, and Yu Jing, she nodded after ten minutes.
Kong Demin laughed, pleased with the arrangement, knowing that until he was fully independent, he wouldn't have to live a hard life. He took Meng Xiu Fen back to the room.
And so, they continued to live this way.
Until Gan Jiancheng returned and it stopped.
However, Meng Xiu Fen changed a lot, unintentionally started grooming herself, and smiled more often.
In the evening she refused her husband, "I'm not feeling well." Her heart was now filled with Kong Demin, leaving no room for her husband.
"What's wrong? Shall we go to the hospital tomorrow?"
