Chapter 1214: Chapter 1214: Son, You’re So Ambitious
Lin Hua pushed the envelope towards the female teacher. Xiao Zhang was a bit perplexed, and after a while, she murmured, ’I have nothing with Mr. Wang, you can’t do this to me.’
’I can.’ Lin Hua’s voice was very light and indifferent: ’Because I am Xiao Yue’s mother and also your employer; I have the right to choose my child’s teacher.’
Xiao Zhang’s face turned slightly pale, and after a moment she mumbled, ’Does Mr. Wang know?’
Lin Hua lowered her eyes and gave a light, shallow smile, ’Such small matters I can decide.’
’But, I still want to ask.’ Xiao Zhang hurriedly said, as if grasping the last straw for survival.
Lin Hua spoke calmly, ’Trust me, if Mr. Wang were handling this, there wouldn’t be this thirty thousand, much less a letter of recommendation. He doesn’t like people who mix business with personal affairs. To put it bluntly, Mr. Wang has seen countless girls like you. Do not think you are special in his eyes.’
Lin Hua considered herself quite generous, yet looking at the stubborn girl in front of her only gave her a headache. To what extent must she be pushed?
That Xiao Zhang teacher looked dazedly at Lin Hua, and after a long time finally spoke hoarsely, ’Mr. Wang admires me.’
’He admires many women, if he included everyone, he’d be overwhelmed at his age. Besides, he isn’t such an indiscriminate man.’ Lin Hua smiled lightly, ’Gather your thoughts, focus on where they should be placed, and life will be easier.’
Having said this, she was not inclined to continue speaking with Xiao Zhang due to the status difference.
Lin Hua called over the household staff: ’Escort Teacher Zhang out.’
The servant was quite apprehensive; after all, she arranged for Xiao Zhang to bathe here, unaware she would dress that way and end up in Mr. Wang’s room. Luckily, Madam returned in time. If by some misfortune, this teacher caused a scene, she truly wouldn’t live up to the Madam’s trust.
Aiming to redeem herself, the servant immediately showed a blank expression as she escorted Xiao Zhang out. Feeling a mix of shame and anger, Xiao Zhang clutched the thirty thousand and left.
After she left, Lin Hua remained quietly downstairs for a while longer. When the servant returned, she was still a bit uneasy, softly saying, ’Madam, I didn’t mean to; at the time her clothes were dirty... and I acted kindly.’
Lin Hua interrupted her, ’It’s alright, it’s not your fault. Get some rest early.’
The servant was quite grateful. Over the years, Lin Hua had treated them well, without airs, and offered generous bonuses during festivals, along with time off; they genuinely liked her.
This time, she had been careless.
After the servant withdrew, Lin Hua remained in thought for a while before slowly ascending the stairs.
Wang Jingyao was not yet asleep, still reading a magazine in bed. As she entered, he merely glanced up, ’Handled it?’
Lin Hua walked toward the bathroom, only speaking when she reached the washbasin, ’Yes, I gave a month’s salary, she won’t be coming anymore.’
Finished, she focused on removing her makeup, seemingly unwilling to continue discussing the topic. By the time her face was clean, Wang Jingyao had arrived in the bathroom and was holding her from behind, looking with her in the mirror.
Lin Hua was a bit helpless, ’I need to shower.’
He paid no attention, inhaling deeply the scent on her body, then sighed, ’Had social engagements? Apart from perfume, there’s a hint of smoke.’
Lin Hua replied softly, ’Met with some investors.’
Wang Jingyao continued to breathe in her scent, chuckling, ’Why not let me invest for you?’
Though he was smiling, Lin Hua knew he wasn’t truly happy. How could a wife not discern her husband’s mood?
She turned around, quietly looking at him, speaking softly, ’I know you’re not short of money, but I just don’t want to rely on you for everything.’
Wang Jingyao lifted her onto the washbasin, stepping forward a little; she felt slightly threatened and furrowed her brows.
He leaned down, whispered, ’Is using my money so uncomfortable?’
’Jingyao.’ She clutched his shoulder, ’That’s not what I mean.’
Her hand caressed his face, muttering, ’You’re often busy, I don’t want to burden you with these minor things.’
’How could a wife’s matters be minor?’ he pressed forward a bit more.
Lin Hua shivered slightly.
He kissed her on the corner of her mouth, ’Decline those offers. In the future, if you want to host a concert, I’ll invest. Losing money is fine as long as you’re happy.’
Lin Hua lightly furrowed her brow, wanting to speak, but he gave her no opportunity...
After quite some time, she soaked in the warmth of the bath before returning to the bedroom.
Wang Jingyao had showered before her, now leaning against the bed managing affairs. Lin Hua heard it was Wang Jingchuan on the other end; this late, he even bothered the secretary with her matters, which made her feel a bit uneasy, ’Jingyao, I can handle these matters.’
Wang Jingyao glanced at her, saying a few words more before quickly hanging up.
Then, he patted the space beside him, ’Come here.’
She sat down, leaning against his shoulder, whispering, ’Truly, I can manage on my own.’
He kissed her briefly, ’I don’t want my wife socializing and drinking with others.’
Lin Hua froze for a moment before saying, ’We just had dinner with acquaintances. Everyone is very proper; even in deference to you, none would dare have any notions towards me. Jingyao, are you overthinking it?’
He was indifferent, ’I’m not overthinking it, just simply dislike it.’
Lin Hua wanted to argue further, but he added, ’After this concert, focus on Xiao Yue. Since the teacher’s resignation, find another distinctive new teacher for him, not someone with improper behavior.’
When he said the words ’improper behavior’, Lin Hua’s face felt heated, as if those particular words were somehow directed at her, but they clearly weren’t her fault. Yet, she still had such feelings.
She pressed her lips together without speaking.
She believed she understood his thoughts: though he was unhappy with her hosting a concert, he refrained from quarreling with her. Her talent now seemed worthless in his eyes; her most significant role was being Mrs. Wang or Xiao Yue’s mother, neglecting her own identity as Lin Hua.
To say there’s no disappointment would be a lie; Lin Hua felt a slight sadness, though unsure why. Saying too much seemed overly sentimental, fitting his occasional saying: How can a woman at her level be dissatisfied?
Lin Hua remained silent, quietly lying down. Wang Jingyao then said, ’I saw that girl Chu Yan today; I might not make it to Chu Ci’s wedding tomorrow. Besides, it wouldn’t be appropriate for me to attend; you’ll go for me.’
Lin Hua rested next to the pillow, softly replied, ’Okay.’
Wang Jingyao leaned over, pinching her cheek, ’Why are you unhappy? At thirty-something, still sulking like a child, even more than An Xi.’
Mentioning Gu An Xi, Lin Hua turned around, ’Was she with Chu Yan?’
’Yes, she brought the Chu Family girl to the shooting range, taught by Chen Ming. I just spoke with that brat for a while.’ Wang Jingyao leaned back, thoughtfully stroking his wife’s face, softly asking, ’Aren’t you curious about what I discussed with her?’
Lin Hua pressed against the pillow, sighing quietly, ’It’s just about grandma.’
She said again, "Jingyao, sometimes I wonder... Am I not suitable to be the Wang Family wife?"
Obviously, the old lady was once satisfied with her, but because of Little Wang Yue’s situation, there has been a distance between them. During this time, Wang Jingyao often sought An Xi’s help to mediate, but the more this happened, the more Lin Hua felt inadequate. These matters required An Xi to manage, and her only strength, music, seemed not to be valued by him, or perhaps not by the entire Wang Family.
Lin Hua felt somewhat lost.
Wang Jingyao hugged her and frowned: ’What are you thinking! If you’re not suitable, then who is? Besides, it’s not a big deal between you and the old lady, just different perspectives, that’s all.’
"What about you, what do you think? About Little Wang Yue." Lin Hua asked him.
Wang Jingyao felt a slight headache, brushing it off: "My thought is to have another child, that way your focus will shift, and hasn’t Little Wang Yue always wanted a sister?"
Lin Hua’s heart stirred, and she lay back softly saying, "It’s not as if these things happen just because you say so, besides..."
Her voice lowered further: "We’re not young anymore, would it be too late to have a child at this age?"
"You’re only in your thirties, sometimes you still look like a young girl, how can you say you’re old?" Wang Jingyao disagreed: "Besides, Little Wang Yue is quite lonely on his own, isn’t he?"
Lin Hua stayed silent, leaning against the pillow, lost in thought.
And whenever Old Wang spoke of having children, he became improper again, she waved his hand off directly feeling tired and disinterested: "Sleep, I have an early meeting tomorrow."
Wang Jingyao had just gained an upper hand, but now, seeing her irritated, he lost his mood despite being reluctant and withdrew, "Fine, sleep."
He soon fell asleep, leaving Lin Hua lying there, unable to sleep for a long time...
Early the next morning, when she woke up, she reached out to touch the side of the pillow; he was already gone. Lin Hua opened her eyes and saw a dew-covered red rose by the pillow, freshly picked by him.
She picked it up, sniffed it, and closed her eyes again...
He treated her very well, it was true.
But her unease was also true—
For the sake of taking good care of Little Wang Yue, she had been taking contraceptive pills, even though she knew he very much wanted a child. He had mentioned it many times, and each time, he would... try to get her pregnant, but she had been secretly taking pills.
Lin Hua sat up and opened the drawer, reaching inside and taking out a small pill bottle.
It was the birth control prescribed by her doctor, and she had been taking them for years... After last night, she wondered if she should change the situation, Jingyao was fifty, and if they didn’t have a child soon, he might not be able to manage.
Besides, he really wanted a daughter, didn’t he?
Lin Hua held the bottle, wondering if she should stop taking the pills... She actually liked little girls too, and it would be nice to have one. Besides, Little Wang Yue had grown up and was quite sensible.
After thinking for a while, she put the pill bottle back, then got up and went downstairs.
Wang Jingyao was having breakfast with Little Wang Yue, as a father, he didn’t read the newspaper in front of his child but patiently listened to his son talk about interesting things at school, occasionally letting out a few encouraging laughs, which made Little Wang Yue more enthusiastic, his little face flushed and mouth chattering.
When Lin Hua came downstairs, the little guy ran over as soon as he saw his mom, greeting her warmly.
Lin Hua carried him back to his chair, smiling, "Eat your breakfast properly, I’ll take you to kindergarten later."
Little Wang Yue obediently sat down, but after taking a bite of sandwich, he sneakily said, "I heard that several little boys in my class like Bo An An, and Bo Xin beats them all up making them look like pig heads."
Wang Jingyao initially intended to take the opportunity to read the newspaper when his wife came down, but now he folded it and laughed lightly, "What can be done about it, now no one will dare to like An An anymore."
Little Wang Yue’s face suddenly turned bright red.
Watching his son’s suspiciously flushed face, Wang Jingyao said softly, "Son, could it be you like her too?"
Little Wang Yue fiercely took a few bites of his sandwich, shouting with a red face, "I can’t beat Bo Xin now, but when I grow up, I’ll definitely dare to say I like her."
Wang Jingyao laughed, gently tapping his nose: "Oh, our Xiao Yue is ambitious, but as you grow, so will Bo Xin, that kid seems much stronger than you, can you beat him?"
Little Wang Yue lowered his head to take a bite of sandwich, and when he looked up again, his face was fiercely determined: "Then I’ll just be more capable and steal his sister away."
He spoke with such spirited confidence, Old Wang fondly patted his son’s head as if in reward: "My son truly has prospects."
The anxiety hanging over his heart was finally relieved; his son had ambition, albeit to chase after a girl!!!
This was the first time he saw such a wolf-like expression on his son’s face.
He couldn’t be more pleased, but Lin Hua was quite speechless and shot a glance at her husband, "Xiao Yue is still so young, and you’re teaching him this, besides, this matter with... shouldn’t be mixed together, don’t teach him the wrong way."
Wang Jingyao was unconcerned, patting his son’s little head, "It’s good, young kids should experience a few relationships, unlike your mom who is stuck with your dad’s ankle, I even feel bad for her."
He was referring to the fact that she had only ever had him as her man, her real man.
But Lin Hua inevitably thought of Feng Sheng, a moment of silence.
Old Wang wasn’t stupid, he regretted his words as soon as he spoke them, wasn’t he just giving her the perfect opportunity to recall an old flame, and what’s more, that old flame was alive and well, recently heard to have returned to Beicheng, rebranded and looking good...
The more he thought about it, the worse he felt, this was why he never wanted her to step out of the house. He didn’t want her encountering Feng Sheng. He feared her wavering when faced with him, though she wouldn’t leave him or act against morals, but as a man, and with his status...
If he could, he truly wanted to lock her up, but he knew doing so would sever their affection, letting her out was a compromise... but this feeling, Lin Hua wouldn’t understand, and he couldn’t express it.
Old Wang stared deeply, and when Lin Hua casually glanced up, she caught his eye, causing her heart to skip a beat.
Wang Jingyao smiled, "What, are you mad at what I said?"
"No." Lin Hua smiled faintly, "It’s getting late, don’t you have an 8 o’clock meeting?"
"I almost forgot," Wang Jingyao stood up, kissing his son: "When Dad is free, I’ll take you to the amusement park."
Little Wang Yue snorted, "Dad’s always lying! Dad’s always busy, I’ve already signed up at Bo Xin’s house for their gathering, I’m going with Uncle Xichen and Aunt An Xi to play, and also Bo Xin... and An An."
Wang Jingyao gave him a strong kiss: "My son is truly impressive, knowing how to find a way since young! Such deep scheming, not much less than your father back then."
He had once liked Zhou Yu, but it was also dispensable, yet his son already understood life planning at such a young age. He planned his future as taking over the family business, and his wife to be, was An Xi’s little cutie.
Wang Jingyao was very satisfied.
The little one from the Bo Family, a well-behaved little dumpling, soft, tender, and clever, but without as much moodiness as An Xi’s brat, took after Xichen in character, he liked her very much, so did the old lady, and Lin Hua adored her as her own...
Seeing him so, Lin Hua looked at him askance, "The child is so young, don’t take his words seriously, also, don’t talk to An Xi just in case they don’t see it the same way."
"Talking about it makes it real eventually!" Old Wang was unconcerned, and kissed his son again: "How about we let Mommy have another one for Bo Xin?"
Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!
Use arrow keys (or A / D) to PREV/NEXT chapter
