Chapter 314: Chapter 314

Long Wu chuckled awkwardly and quickly explained, "Meng Meng, I swear to the heavens, I didn’t do anything! I just saw how uncomfortable you looked sleeping hunched over, so I carried you up here!"

He was truly scared, afraid that Su Meng might suddenly change her expression and ignore him.

He admitted that when it came to Su Meng, he had been manipulative, using some tricks, but deep down, he genuinely loved her and wanted a fresh start with her.

Whether they had children in the future didn’t matter. This half of his life had been spent drifting, hurting others, letting others down, but he could loudly and confidently swear that he would never let her down again.

Seeing how nervous he was, Su Meng gave a small nod, "Mm!" She believed what he said.

After the dangerous scene yesterday, seeing Long Wu risk his own safety to fight off the knife-wielding attacker to save her made her suddenly less resentful of him.

Li Si had said something right: live in the moment!

She had already wasted so many years. Even if she had suffered and endured hardships, those were things of the past. Updates are released by N0v3l.Fiɾe.net

Now that she was stepping into her thirties, how many more years did she have left to squander?

"Meng Meng, are you hungry? I’ll go make breakfast!" Long Wu clumsily tried to get up and make a good impression, but instantly forgot about the injury to his right arm. "Hiss!" He couldn’t help but suck in a breath from the pain and cursed inwardly, thinking that if he’d known it would hurt this much, he wouldn’t have pulled the self-injury stunt.

Su Meng quickly grabbed his arm and saw that the white bandages covering his wound had faint spots of blood seeping through. "Are you okay?"

Long Wu clenched his teeth, savoring her concern in his heart, though outwardly portraying a look of restrained pain.

This melted Su Meng’s heart even further. This man, always !

"You stay put and rest, I’ll make breakfast!" She avoided looking at his eyes, turned, and headed for the nearby bathroom to wash up before entering the kitchen.

Everything in Long Wu’s house was familiar to her, and now that she took a closer look, much of it remained unchanged. Standing in the kitchen again brought a flood of memories back to her. Not wanting to linger too long and concern Long Wu, she quickly composed herself and opened the fridge to prepare breakfast.

Inside the fridge, apart from water and beer, it was practically spotless. Fortunately, the freezer was packed with frozen dumplings and other items.

Shaking her head, she thought about how it wasn’t healthy to eat these pre-packaged dumplings too often. Memories of the past surfaced, of how Long Wu loved dumplings. When they were together, she used to make dumplings every two days. Sometimes, when they made too many, she’d freeze the extras.

Sighing deeply, not daring to let her thoughts wander further, Su Meng pulled out a bag of celery and pork dumplings. It seemed they’d have to settle for these.

She also found some rice and decided to make porridge on another burner. Although it was his arm that was injured, she thought a bowl of porridge would be more comforting for breakfast.

By the time Long Wu tidied himself up and came out looking refreshed, the table was already set with steaming dumplings. From the kitchen came Su Meng’s crisp voice: "Eat while it’s hot! The porridge will be ready soon!"

She was gently stirring the pot, trying to make the porridge thicker and creamier. She knew Long Wu liked it that way.

"Aye!" Long Wu felt his nose tingle with emotion. This injury wasn’t in vain—absolutely worth it!

If it hadn’t happened, how else could he, after so many years apart, once again enjoy a meal prepared by Su Meng?

People only cherish something after losing it. After Su Meng disappeared, there were still some of her homemade frozen dumplings left in the fridge. Back then, he would only take them out and cook a couple when he couldn’t stand missing her anymore, savoring the taste of her cooking.

But there weren’t many dumplings to begin with, and one day they were all gone. Since then, he made it a habit to keep some dumplings in the freezer.

On nights when he drank too much, he would cook dumplings alone, pretending they were the ones Su Meng had made for him, consuming them alongside the bitterness, regret, and sorrow in his heart.

Even if just an hour prior, he had been joking and laughing at the bar, who would have guessed his loneliness and emptiness in moments like that?

But what could he do? Su Meng hadn’t just left—she’d taken his heart with her.

It wasn’t until he met Su Meng again that he felt alive once more.

He was endlessly grateful to the heavens and to Li Si. Without her unintentional act of kindness, his Meng Meng might still be stuck in hardship, unnoticed by anyone.

When Su Meng came out carrying the steaming porridge, she saw Long Wu staring blankly at the dumplings in front of him, not touching them, his eyes reddened.

Long Wu forced a smile and picked up his chopsticks with his left hand, but after failing to pick up a dumpling three times, he began to feel extremely embarrassed.

Su Meng smiled kindly. "Use a fork instead!" She got up and went into the kitchen to fetch one. Watching her slender figure, Long Wu was flooded with nostalgia for the days when she used to feed him. He believed those days weren’t far away now, right?

After finishing the meal, Su Meng cleaned up and wiped her hands. She had Long Wu rest some more before asking, "Was the call this morning from Brother Heizi? Has the case been solved?"

Earlier, she hadn’t dared to ask, and Long Wu also hadn’t broached the subject, afraid of ruining the pleasant atmosphere.

When Long Wu recounted the main points, Su Meng’s face turned pale. She truly hadn’t expected the truth to be .

"Qian Rouxuan, how could she be so despicable?"

Seeing her distress, Long Wu quickly assured her, "Meng Meng, don’t worry. Even if she doesn’t get sentenced for long, I won’t let her off easily!"

"What are you planning to do?" Su Meng asked nervously. She wasn’t worried about Qian Rouxuan herself but about Long Wu. What if he went too far and accidentally killed her? Even with his connections, what could be done then?

Long Wu instantly guessed what she was thinking and quickly comforted her. "Meng Meng, don’t worry! There’s something you don’t know. Qian Rouxuan had a child, claiming it was Leng Er’s, but it wasn’t! And she was also secretly messing around with someone from the Han family. Even if I don’t do anything, others won’t let her off!"

Plenty of people wanted to deal with Qian Rouxuan. Even if he and Leng Er didn’t lift a finger, Leng Mohao and Han Mingzhe wouldn’t let her off the hook.

And then there was Yin Qi as well!

Su Meng looked up at him in shock. There was even more to the story! Why hadn’t Sisi mentioned any of this to her?

Meanwhile, Li Si, who was brushing her teeth that morning, suddenly felt nauseous and started dry heaving for no apparent reason. It was absolutely awful.

Glancing at her pale face in the mirror, she had a bold suspicion—could she be pregnant?

The more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Her period was a few days late this month.

When Leng Mochen saw her stepping out of the bathroom frowning, he asked with concern, "What’s wrong?" He thought he had heard her retching earlier—was she feeling unwell?

Li Si shook her head. "I just felt nauseous while brushing my teeth."

Leng Mochen’s eyes lit up. "Could it be...?"

He remembered that her period seemed late; it should’ve come earlier by now. The thought of Li Si already carrying his child, and himself about to become a father, excited him so much that he scooped her up and spun her around.

He shouted loudly, "I’m going to be a dad!"

"Cut it out! How can you be so sure this quickly? Put me down!" Li Si was dizzy from being spun around and playfully scolded him. But deep down, she felt uncertain. Aside from the slight nausea, she didn’t have any other symptoms.

Even if she’d never been pregnant herself, she’d seen other women go through it. In the early stages, her former colleagues who were pregnant seemed to crave sour food, feel sleepy, and couldn’t stand certain smells—it often made them vomit. But she hadn’t experienced any of that yet. (To be continued. If you story, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)