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Chapter 476 Shen Fuhan is Reborn (5)

Unexpectedly, for several days in a row, Shen Funian kept going back and forth to the main courtyard like a leech.

Wen Jiayue was extremely annoyed, but she had a reason for asking, as she was asking about what she should prepare for her wedding.

As the eldest sister-in-law, Wen Jiayue naturally had to take charge of her sister-in-law's wedding. Having been accustomed to being a dignified and virtuous lady of the Marquis's mansion, she did not want to be criticized.

Wen Jiayue was forced to see her every day, and after she finished asking her questions, she would send her away.

Shen Funian, however, remained shameless, smiling as she said, "Sister-in-law, it's almost lunchtime. You wouldn't be so stingy as to skimp on a meal, would you?"

Or you could say, "Sister-in-law, I'm thirsty. I'll leave after I finish my tea."

They called her "sister-in-law" so affectionately.

But Wen Jiayue had long since given up on the title she had been waiting for for four years, and she didn't show any particular emotion upon hearing it.

Until the eve of Shen Funian's marriage, there were no female elders left in the mansion except for Wen Jiayue. As the eldest sister-in-law, she took the fire-avoidance map to Chang Le Courtyard.

Unexpectedly, Shen Funian was drinking, and he was quite drunk. He hugged her and cried.

"Sister-in-law, will you never forgive me in this lifetime?"

Wen Jiayue stood frozen in place, panicked, and said, "Don't hurt the child."

"Oh."

Shen Funian stepped back a little and continued to cry.

"I really know I was wrong, sister-in-law, please forgive me!"

"And Yao'er, I've already taught him a lesson. From now on, he'll serve Zhao Zhao like a slave and will never bully her again."

"Yao'er, come here quickly!"

Wang Chengyao quickly knelt down and imitated a cow's moo: "Moo—Moo—"

Wen Jiayue: "..."

Shen Funian asked, "Is his imitation accurate? If not, I'll keep hitting him until he does."

Wen Jiayue said helplessly, "Why do you have to be like this? Even if we can't be friends, we're still sisters-in-law. If you encounter any difficulties after you get married, I won't stop my husband from helping you."

"No, I want to be your friend," Shen Funian said pitifully. "Sister-in-law, please forgive me since I've been behaving well lately."

Wen Jiayue sighed: "Alright, I forgive you."

These past few days, she's stopped getting annoyed by her shamelessness and even finds her somewhat adorable at times.

Since that's the case, then we won't make things difficult for her.

"I knew my sister-in-law was the most magnanimous!" Shen Funian immediately pulled her into the house. "You can pick any of my jewelry and clothes you like, I don't mind giving them all to you."

Wen Jiayue took out a fire-avoidance diagram: "I'm here to talk about serious matters."

Shen Funian sat up straight: "Please speak, sister-in-law."

Wen Jiayue hesitated for a long time, still too embarrassed to say it, so she simply handed her the fire avoidance diagram.

"You better see for yourself."

“Okay,” Shen Funian took it and pointed casually, “Sister-in-law, what do you think of this position?”

Wen Jiayue glanced at her and knew she was about to say something inappropriate, so she immediately stood up.

"It's getting late, I should go."

"Sit a little longer," Shen Fu said. "You're pregnant now, so you can try the woman-on-top and side-lying positions with my older brother. It won't put pressure on the baby..."

Wen Jiayue's cheeks burned as she walked out, wondering what terrible idea Shen Fu had come up with. How could she have sex during her pregnancy?

He even said he considered her a friend, what a rip-off!

Unexpectedly, after Shen Funian returned to her parents' home, Shen Fuhan actually prepared to have sex with her.

Wen Jiayue stammered, "Husband, how can this be?"

She is now five months pregnant, and her belly is growing bigger every day.

Moreover, this didn't happen when she was pregnant with Zhao Zhao.

“It’s fine,” Shen Fuhan kissed her lips. “Leave it to me.”

"You...you did this because you listened to Third Sister?"

Shen Fuhan avoided answering, but simply lay down and let Wen Jiayue sit on him.

Wen Jiayue asked nervously, "You..."

"Ah Yue, give it a try, okay?"

He seemed very easy to talk to: "If you feel uncomfortable, you can stop at any time."

Wen Jiayue bit her lip and finally granted his wish.

But when she called for a stop, Shen Fuhan changed his mind.

He said in a hoarse voice, "Right now, A-Yue isn't uncomfortable, she's too comfortable. So, continue."

After a bizarre night, Wen Jiayue woke up the next day at noon.

Shen Fuhan happened to be on leave and stayed by her side. When he saw that she was awake, he immediately asked anxiously, "Is A-Yue feeling unwell?"

Wen Jiayue's face flushed when she heard the word "comfortable," and she said resentfully, "I feel uncomfortable everywhere!"

"You've started to act a little spoiled, like you're being coquettish," Shen Fuhan chuckled softly. "That's good."

Wen Jiayue then realized what she had blurted out and was slightly surprised.

She can actually be so naturally temperamental with him?

Shen Fuhan said, "Say a few more words."

Wen Jiayue pursed her lips slightly and said with dissatisfaction, "I don't want to."

It actually sounds more like she's being coquettish.

Her face flushed red as she explained, "I didn't mean to use that tone, and I don't know why..."

“Because you have already felt my love for you,” Shen Fuhan pulled her into his arms. “Don’t feel ashamed, there will be many more times in the future.”

Wen Jiayue retorted softly, "Only this once."

She will definitely hold back from now on. She is the dignified and virtuous Lady of Jing'an Marquis, and she cannot act coquettishly.

But to her despair, she would find herself unable to control herself from time to time, acting coquettishly towards Shen Fuhan.

Shen Fuhan was pleased with the outcome and smiled as he comforted his shy wife.

"I told you there's no need to feel ashamed, Yue. You're only twenty-one. You can do anything at this age."

Wen Jiayue then revealed her thoughts.

“But you are already twenty-eight years old, and we are seven years apart. I need to be more mature to be worthy of you.”

Shen Fuhan's eyes darkened slightly: "Yes, I'm actually twenty-eight years old. I need to look younger to be worthy of A-Yue."

Wen Jiayue's eyes widened. How could he think that?

"What, you're allowed to think you're young, but I'm not allowed to think I'm old?" Shen Fuhan rubbed her face. "A-Yue, I can feel inferior too."

Adding to his age from his previous life, he's already a decrepit old man, frail and nearing the end of his life.

Looking at his still young and beautiful wife, he would always think of his gray hair and deep wrinkles and sigh deeply.

"How can you feel inferior?" Wen Jiayue said anxiously. "Husband, you are the Grand Secretary and the Marquis of Jing'an. If you feel inferior, how are others supposed to live?"

“But before you, I am merely your husband,” Shen Fuhan whispered, “a husband with one foot in the grave…”

Wen Jiayue covered his mouth: "Don't say that. I will live to be a hundred years old, and you have to try to live to be one hundred and seven."

Shen Fuhan chuckled: "Okay, I will definitely try my best."

On the eighth day of the sixth lunar month, Wen Jiayue gave birth to a son, named Shen Yumu, with the nickname Mumu.

Wen Jiayue then understood Shen Fuhan's thoughts—from the very beginning, he wanted to be with her day and night.

To spend the rest of our lives together.