I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 341: Utterly Ashamed

So, her words were meant for Meng Siqi, and indeed Meng Siqi’s complexion grew even worse. She reached out to rub her forehead, and her expression darkened.

He Shan didn’t understand these roundabout ways between women. He nodded, indeed very satisfied. Not to mention his own son, the way Qiao Qingyu treated He Xuerong was simply impeccable.

His voice was gentle, "Yes, Qingyu is truly a good child, Rongrong is especially fond of her."

"Hearts are made of flesh, after all, goodwill is exchanged with goodwill. What do children know? They are just like little animals; if you’re truly kind to them, they’ll return the affection."

Meng Siqi didn’t know if these words were meant for her, she couldn’t tell, but she always felt something was off. Her brows furrowed, yet regarding Rongrong’s matter, she really didn’t know what to say.

However, He Shan said guiltily, "Our He family has truly troubled Qingyu."

"That’s the truth. The young couple has only been married for a short while and they haven’t had children yet, all because they’ve devoted themselves entirely to Rongrong."

He Shan, however, was stunned. He knew the two children were close, and they had consummated their marriage, but could it be because of Rongrong that they didn’t have children?

He asked uncertainly.

Meng Siqi quickly replied, "It’s all up to the young people. Qingyu is now in university, and she surely can’t have children."

"Even if she can’t have them now, she’ll want them once she graduates, right?" Old Lady He didn’t beat around the bush anymore; she figured it out, Meng Siqi was feigning ignorance.

"You two mustn’t blame me for speaking out of turn, but matters concerning Rongrong should be settled. The child can’t always stay in your youngest son’s home. What will you do when they have their own children?"

He Shan nodded, his expression very serious, "When the time comes, I will take the child back."

"Why wait for the time to come? We should take Rongrong back now. I’m at home and can lend a hand." After saying this, she glanced at Meng Siqi and spoke indifferently, "Dean Meng is busy with official duties and has no time to care for children. Even if you are now high-ranking and wealthy, hiring one nanny is enough, but surely you don’t want to hire a second one. It’s not ideal. So, while I’m still capable, I can help raise Rongrong and let the young couple live their lives peacefully. Isn’t this a good thing?"

He Shan paused, his thoughts surging.

He had not considered it before, and perhaps there was no solution, so he had deliberately blurred the issue.

Having lived half a lifetime, He Shan couldn’t afford to speak of regrets anymore.

In reality, it was he who had married above his station. The Meng family was also considered an illustrious clan. At that time, he had no intention of marrying, truly. He had resolved to live a solitary life, and because of what his own mother had done, no one pressured him. He felt dedicating his life to his most cherished career was not such a bad choice.

In the deepest, most hidden corner of his heart, a place so concealed he himself was unaware of it,

there was only a little girl carrying a schoolbag and going to school with him.

He didn’t even dare to touch the name of that little girl.

He felt that living a life deep in memories and guilt was the best choice for himself, but who would have thought he’d end up injured and hospitalized? At that time, Meng Siqi was a nurse.

The area where he was injured was somewhat private, certainly not the groin, but not far from it.

Meng Siqi took care of him.

A month later, he was discharged, and then he brought this nurse into the He family.

Even though he later realized that it was part of a nurse’s job, at the time he had been spoken to by his superiors, and he heard because of this incident Meng Siqi had been isolated, so he agreed to it.

Over time, he had naturally come to understand that he was her best choice at the time.

He knew that Meng Siqi was fond of him and devoted her thoughts to him, but she was too delicate, a true lady of leisure with fingers that never touched spring water, so he submitted a report to his superiors, trading his merits for a nanny.

And for the tolerance that the organization had granted him, he could only work even harder, thus his mind was wholly on his work.

Moreover, the situation at the time was very complex.

He had tossed the entire burden of the household onto Meng Siqi, and he felt guilty about it.

Even when his mother came and went, he could only pretend not to see.

Meng Siqi bore him three children, and aside from Juanjuan, who was as fragile as her, the two sons were truly his pride, and his greatest accomplishment in life.

But he never mentioned this to anyone else.

However, now, hearing his old mother’s words, He Shan was struck with enlightenment, his face even flushed with red.

Right, was he not knowingly feigning ignorance?

He was a grandfather, Meng Siqi was a grandmother, the two of them had ample time to take care of their granddaughter, yet they had thrown the child onto their daughter-in-law.

Did Qiao Qingyu have this responsibility?

No.

Did Qiao Qingyu have this obligation?

Likewise, no.

Even if he didn’t have the time, Meng Siqi did, she truly had nothing else to do every day aside from her work.

He even extended the thought further: what about Han Xianglan? What about Qiao Zhicai? And what about Qiao Qingyu’s maternal grandfather, Mr. Wu? What did they all think of him?

Did they all see He Shan as brazen and shameless?

He Shan couldn’t help but sit up straight, glancing at the pale-faced Meng Siqi beside him, and yet his tone remained soft, "Old Meng, let’s not let Rongrong go this time, keep her at home."

Meng Siqi bit her lip but nodded and said, "Okay."

He Shan expressed his satisfaction and continued, "I’ve overlooked this in the past as well. I stayed in Xichuan for a while, but now that I think about it, our son has worked hard, and our daughter-in-law has worked even harder. They’ve taken very good care of Rongrong, and I’ve been confused, not thinking about this aspect. Today, we’re fortunate that our mother reminded us."

Old Lady He felt a bit smug, giving Meng Siqi an almost imperceptible huff, and then she went on, "Let’s not worry about who Qiao Qingyu’s family is, whether they are poor or rich. Just speaking of the girl alone, she is hard to come by, like searching for a needle in a haystack. Today when I was changing Rongrong’s clothes, I noticed the child was wearing a jade pendant made of jadeite. Rongrong said it was from her little aunt."

Meng Siqi’s brow furrowed, and she couldn’t help asking, "Did Qiao Qingyu buy it for her?"

"No, Rongrong said, it was brought back from abroad by her great-grandpa."

Great-grandpa, Meng Siqi was initially confused, but a moment later she remembered it referred to Mr. Wu.

"This isn’t good," Meng Siqi hurriedly looked at He Shan, she didn’t want to accept even a thread or a needle from the Wu Family, which to her was truly a humiliation, "Rongrong shouldn’t have accepted such a valuable gift."

"That’s the little aunt’s kind intention, and don’t assume I’m uneducated; before the liberation, your father and I worked in a jade store in the city for a long time. That jade pendant’s quality is exceptionally good, such rare imperial green jade. Wearing this type of jadeite has benefits for the child."