Chapter 344: Chapter 344

At the dining table, the Leng Family still adhered to the rule of not speaking while eating. Everyone ate in silence, but Zeng Qiuping’s eyes were far from idle. She glanced at this one, then that one, and the more she looked at Mrs. Leng’s rosy complexion and radiant demeanor, the more stifled she felt inside.

Why was it that their entire family could happily gather together, while her Mohao could only spend the holiday alone, pitifully?

Hadn’t that incident already passed? Besides, if you really analyze it, wasn’t it their Mohao who suffered the biggest loss?

Not only did he lose a perfectly good marriage, but he also became enemies with the Liu Family.

His career was ruined too. If it weren’t for some backup plans and the company he had on the side, how difficult would his current situation be? Did any of these people ever think about Mohao?

Thinking of this, she glared at Leng Mochen, then shot another angry look at Leng Qianhan. What kind of father was he? Whose biological son was Mohao, anyway?

Mohao had said it clearly—everything that happened, before and after, was orchestrated by Leng Mochen. At this point, shouldn’t they stand up for their kid?

Ever since that video came out, Mohao had been forbidden from stepping foot at home, and they even claimed they no longer had this son. Wasn’t that just something said out of anger? You can’t just disown your only son on a whim, can you?

As her gaze swept over Leng Ning’s smiling face, Zeng Qiuping became even more suffocated. Speaking of age, Leng Ning was much younger than Leng Mo, yet she already had a boyfriend, while her Leng Mo was still burying herself in work every day, not even considering finding a boyfriend. It was driving her crazy.

Even on a day like today, she was still on duty at the hospital. Might as well marry the hospital at this rate.

Back in the day, when she compared appearances, connections, and children with Mrs. Leng, she always felt like she came out on top. But now? She was falling behind in every regard, and she couldn’t accept it!

Mrs. Leng took the opportunity, while Mr. Leng Sr. wasn’t paying attention, to roll her eyes at Zeng Qiuping. What was she doing? Her gaze was sweeping through their family like a bandit raiding a village.

Wasn’t it just that her family looked better off now, making her jealous?

Let her stew in envy, jealousy, and hatred—it served her right!

Did Zeng Qiuping feel wronged? What was there to feel wronged about? Everything that happened to Leng Mohao was his own doing. If it weren’t for Mr. Leng Sr. sitting at the head of the table, she would’ve given her a good piece of her mind.

Those despicable things Leng Mochen did—wasn’t he treating their family like fools? If it weren’t for Mr. Leng Sr.’s frail health, she wouldn’t even want to share a table with Zeng Qiuping. Just looking at her sparked anger!

Mr. Leng Sr. wasn’t so senile that he couldn’t see what was going on. The eye exchanges between the two daughters-in-law were all noted by him.

The Mid-Autumn Festival should be a day of reunion, but he still didn’t want to see Leng Mohao. What he’d done not only disgraced the Leng Family but also deeply hurt this old man’s heart.

He admitted that sometimes, he was partial to Mochen. But Mochen grew up by his side. Later, when Mrs. Leng proposed properly caring for and compensating Mochen, he had reluctantly let him return to his own family.

But if you think about it, he wasn’t unfair to Mohao either. Could Mohao siphon off so much money from the company every year without him turning a blind eye?

He always believed in one thing: "Too clear water harbors no fish."

So for minor infractions, he chose not to delve too deeply.

Did Mohao appreciate it? Maybe he’d hated him long ago. After Mohao took over the Leng Family business, what had he turned the company into?

If it weren’t for a few of his old subordinates who had fought by his side in the early days helping to hold things together, who knows what major scandals might have occurred by now.

But all of this was no excuse for his actions. Not only did he sleep with his younger brother’s girlfriend, but he also fathered a child and tried to pin that child on Mochen. What kind of behavior was that? What kind of scheming was brewing in his mind? Nobody’s a fool!

Feeling annoyed, Mr. Leng Sr. quietly finished his meal first. Leng Qianhan and Leng Qiankai also put down their chopsticks simultaneously, their hearts heavy. But since it was the holiday, none of them wanted to make things too ugly.

Leng Mochen remained silently focused on serving Li Si food. The glances exchanged around the table had nothing to do with him.

Li Si also kept a low profile, trying to minimize her presence. But Leng Ning kept throwing her exaggerated "I can’t believe you" looks, and Li Si could only bury her face in eating to mask the laughter threatening to escape.

When Mr. Leng Sr. saw that Mochen had also set down his chopsticks, he called for the family men to head upstairs to the study to discuss some matters. Fresh chapters posted on novel★fire.net

As a few of them stood and went upstairs, Zeng Qiuping glanced in that direction and rolled her eyes again, unable to help herself. Mrs. Leng, now free of restraint, snorted coldly and said, "Sister-in-law, are you okay? Why does the corner of your mouth keep twitching? You might want to get Xiao Mo to take a look—could it be a pre-stroke symptom?"

This completely infuriated Zeng Qiuping. She glared and snapped, "If you can’t talk properly, don’t talk at all! You’re the one with pre-stroke symptoms! Your whole family has pre-stroke symptoms!"

Mrs. Leng feigned concern and exclaimed smugly, "Oh my, Sister-in-law, I think I’ve figured it out! You must be hitting menopause. You should talk with Brother about it at home and avoid getting so worked up.

I’ve heard that when women hit menopause, they get irritable, their skin ages... Oh dear, have you not been taking care of your skin recently?"

Although Zeng Qiuping was livid, she couldn’t help but subconsciously touch her face. Her skin really didn’t feel as good as it used to.

She let out a dismissive snort. "If we’re talking about menopause, aren’t you there as well? Otherwise, how would you know so much about it?"

Mrs. Leng gave her a fleeting, triumphant glance. "I’m younger than you, you know."

Leng Ning exchanged a look with Li Si, both sharing the same sentiment—this was exhausting.

Two women, both past fifty, still bickering .

Li Si seized the excuse of going for a post-meal walk. Leng Ning immediately volunteered to join her. The two finally escaped the storm’s center, strolling peacefully along the path outside the villa and chatting. As for those still inside, they could squabble all they wanted.

Arm in arm with Li Si, Leng Ning complained, "Finally, some peace and quiet. Sister-in-law, I didn’t even get to eat properly. Mom and Aunt were such a mood killer!"

Everyone at the table could see what was going on. What was with all the drama? But she also understood that even without the whole Leng Mohao debacle, her mom and aunt had always been passive-aggressively at odds with each other. Leng Ning sighed helplessly.

Li Si laughed, gently tapping her nose. "Really? Then tell me, what do you want to eat? Let’s go grab something!"

Truthfully, she hadn’t eaten much either. With the baby in her belly, her appetite had grown noticeably.

"How about burgers? Let’s ask your baby—can my nephew handle high-calorie junk food?"

Li Si gave her an exasperated look. "You should ask his mom first. Right now, the baby doesn’t get a say!"

As long as he was in her belly, he had to follow her rules. Once he came out, then they could talk!

"Hee hee! So, does my nephew’s mom agree?"

"I guess I’ll have to give my son’s little auntie some face. Let’s go!"

Grinning, Leng Ning took the wheel and whisked Li Si away.

By the time Leng Mochen came downstairs and couldn’t find them, he called, only to learn they were already eating. All he could do was tell them to enjoy themselves and that he’d pick them up later.

Li Si hung up the phone, noticing Leng Ning across the table looking at her with eyes full of envy. "Sister-in-law, my brother really dotes on you!"

"He’s probably more worried about his son, don’t you think?" Li Si replied nonchalantly, munching on her burger. In truth, ever since she got pregnant, Mochen had given her nothing but unwavering attention, granting her every wish.

Whatever she wanted to eat, no matter how late, he’d figure out a way to get it. Even if she only took a few bites before putting it aside, he’d be delighted.

Leng Ning silently lit a candle in her heart for her brother.

Pregnant women—they’re impossible to reason with.

From her perspective, her brother was far more careful with his wife than with the baby.

Especially after that Qian Rouxuan incident. If it had been anyone else, there might’ve been lingering feelings for the ex, leading to misunderstandings and favoritism.

But her brother showed none of that, and that was something she envied about Li Si.

She wondered if Lei Ming would ever treat her the same way. Leng Ning mused to herself.

The two had no idea that in their booth’s northeast corner, a man and a woman were quietly arguing because of them. (To be continued. If you story, please vote for it on Qidian.com. Your support means the world to me! Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)