She's a shrewd and sweet woman who transmigrated into a book.

Is Chapter 179 a dispensable existence?
Leng Yuchen wanted to know if he was a burden that could be discarded at will.

Hearing his deep voice, Liu Jingyi's good mood from receiving the gift vanished instantly.

Her heart felt as if a heavy stone was pressing down on it.

No, it's not like that.

Liu Jingyi cupped his face in her hands, looked into his eyes, and said...

"Xiao Chen, let's do it again. Even if I treat you the same way, would you still want me to be your mother?"

Leng Yuchen clearly hadn't expected his mother to ask that, but he still answered eagerly.
"Of course, Mom."

Liu Jingyi looked at the boy in front of her and took his hand.
"Me too."

The child is innocent.

He had no choice, but when he did have a choice, he still wanted to be her child.

Even knowing his future fate, he still went against the tide.

How could she not want her own child!
Even if it would still make a mess of his future life.

Leng Yuchen felt that this moment was so unreal, and wondered if this dream was a little too beautiful.

He felt relieved; it turned out his mother loved him too.

The mother simply had nowhere to vent her frustrations.

Leng Yuchen's lips curled up slightly as he smiled and said,

"it is good."

He lowered his head and muttered to himself,
"That's good."

At this moment, Leng Yuchen hugged his mother happily like a child, and whispered,

"Mom, I love you, I love you so much."

He could give up everything and dedicate his entire life just to bring her peace in this lifetime.

"Mom, shall we go take some pictures?"

Liu Jingyi was puzzled, but this was, after all, his first request.

She certainly wouldn't refuse.

Leng Yuchen simply wanted his mother to remember him, to leave a trace of his existence here.

"it is good."

After that, whenever Leng Yuchen had free time, he would ask her if she could take photos.

He seems to never get enough of taking pictures.

He and her, with Leng Yunting, with Ling'er, with Sheng'er.

Liu Jingyi didn't understand why he was so persistent in taking so many photos.

Leng Yunting said that we, as parents, owe him too much. If he likes something, we will try our best to satisfy him.

The photos taken during this period have almost filled the photo album that Liu Jingyi had prepared.

"Leng Yunting, Xiao Chen looks most like you, but I never thought you really liked taking photos. Ling'er and Sheng'er don't like it either? Why does Xiao Chen like it so much!"

Leng Yunting flipped through the photos one by one, his brows furrowed, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Take so many photos.

He wanted to leave behind memories, and all of these things confirmed what was in his heart.

The happiest moment for the son every day is seeing his wife.

No matter how much money Leng Yunting gave him, he would use it to buy gifts for his wife.

He never leaves himself an extra penny.

He would tell Ling'er and Sheng'er what their wives liked and disliked.

How can I make her happy? What should I do that she won't like?

The same goes for studying; he only did it because his wife wanted him to, not for his own future.

It was as if he were giving instructions, as if he might leave at any moment.

Leng Yunting felt a pang of heartache. He even doubted whether he was truly worthy of being the child's father!

Leng Yuchen glanced at his father and said silently, "This is our secret."

Looking at his wife, who was in a good mood, Leng Yunting wondered if it was right for him to keep this a secret.

But this was the first time the child had asked him for help, and even with his hardened heart, he couldn't refuse.

He says,

"Dad, don't be sad, I'm already satisfied."

"I'm going to bed now, goodnight, Mom."

"Okay, goodnight, Xiaochen."

Liu Jingyi wanted to continue the previous topic, but Leng Yunting, for the first time afraid of showing weakness in front of his wife, changed the subject.
"Thin."

“You’ve been too busy these days. You can close the shop for a few days to rest and spend some time with Xiaochen, Ling’er and Sheng’er. There’s no rush to do business.”

Liu Jingyi was quickly swayed by Leng Yunting's words, and she said haughtily,
"There's nothing I can do about it. Who can blame me for being so outstanding! There's no way to keep up with the queue! After all, I've always been very popular."

Leng Yuting rubbed her face and said with a smile,

"Yes, I've always known."

"I was planning to take a few days off, but as you know, I'm always soft-hearted. They were all so enthusiastic, how could I bear to make them sad?"

Leng Yunting didn't expose her, but instead nodded in agreement.
"Yes, you're soft-hearted, but you still need to take care of your health. You can't be coaxed into submission with just a few words."

Liu Jingyi could tell he was trying to coax her, but she just loved hearing it.

"I'm not stupid, I won't be so easily convinced by them."

"Then we won't go to the store for the next couple of days. Do you have time? We can take them sightseeing."

"it is good."

The two hadn't been intimate for some time, and now, with Leng Yunting holding Liu Jingyi's slender waist, he was already itching to make love.

But Liu Jingyi was completely unaware at that moment, and foolishly snuggled into his arms.

Smelling his familiar scent, she closed her eyes contentedly.

Faced with his lovely wife, Leng Yunting, who was not exactly a gentleman who could remain unmoved by temptation, suddenly lost control and tightened his grip on her waist.

Liu Jingyi didn't notice his change either, and was still discussing with him where to go for a trip!
As the pressure on her waist increased, she complained, but if you listened carefully, it sounded a bit like she was being coquettish.

"Leng Yunting, it hurts."

Leng Yunting's low, husky voice came through.

"Yiyi, let me calm down."

If Liu Jingyi continued to move, coupled with her delicate voice, Leng Yunting really didn't know what he would do.

Leng Yunting prided himself on his self-control, but this self-control crumbled when he faced Liu Jingyi, and his breathing became chaotic.

I was forcing myself to calm down at that moment.

Liu Jingyi refused to listen to Leng Yunting's advice to bear it. She had already said that she was in some pain, yet he still told her to endure it.

She doesn’t want it!
Why should she tolerate it! She won't!
That scoundrel doesn't care about her anymore.

"Leng Yunting, I've already told you it hurts, but you don't care about me anymore."

Before Liu Jingyi could say anything more, Leng Yunting decisively silenced her with a kiss.

She felt like her lips were almost numb from his kisses.

Perhaps because it had been a long time since they had been this intimate, Liu Jingyi was still a little unaccustomed to it, and even felt a bit of pain in her tongue.

The hands wrapped around her slender waist tightened more and more.

Liu Jingyi felt as if Leng Yunting's finger bones were about to break her waist.

She complained a couple of times in a coquettish manner, but instead of getting relief, it backfired.

Leng Yunting's grip on her didn't lessen; in fact, his movements became even more violent than before.

It became even more intense.

Following the sweater down, it was easy to touch her slender waist.

Liu Jingyi was panting heavily, and she didn't know how much time had passed.