After her ninth miscarriage, she finally let her scumbag husband and her beloved get together.

Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?

Lin Manzhi paused in rubbing her head, then suddenly stood up.

The maid, Yunyou, made an exaggerated expression and gestured with her hands: "It's definitely true, the two of them are so close, they're practically glued together."

"I knew I wasn't mistaken last time. Xu Wantang did secretly go to the Buddhist hall, and the Second Young Master was there at the time."

"Then the Third Young Master went, but she disappeared. Isn't that suspicious? Look at her face, she doesn't look like a law-abiding person at all!"

Yunyou was an informant that Lin Manzhi had deliberately planted next to Xu Wantang.

From beginning to end, Lin Manzhi disagreed with Cen Shichuan marrying Xu Wantang.

Her son could have any woman he wanted, why should he be with this scumbag who had been kicked out of the house?

I didn't expect her to find something to use against me so quickly.

Lin Manzhi immediately stopped having a headache and pulled Yunyou outside.

But as she reached the door, a sudden thought struck her, and she stopped.

My mind is filled with images of Cen Shichuan being publicly reprimanded by his elders and humiliated by Cen Yuan because of Xu Wantang.

It's too easy on them to just capture them like this.

A grand show must be put on!

Lin Manzhi leaned close to Yun You's ear: "You're doing this..."

Yun You nodded with a smile.

……

Xiangwan Villa.

After parking the car in the underground garage, Lu Jiu made sure no one was following him and then opened the car door.

Cen Shichuan no longer needed to pretend to be disabled; his legs were nimble, and he strode quickly into the villa.

Going upstairs and pushing open the door, Xu Chuxue leaned listlessly against the headboard.

Upon seeing the person who arrived, she immediately stood up, but after taking only two steps, she stumbled into Cen Shichuan's arms.

Cen Shichuan touched her forehead: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Xu Chuxue leaned gently against Cen Shichuan, sobbing softly, "Shichuan, I dreamt about a child, a boy, who looks a lot like you. He kept asking me why I didn't want him."

Upon hearing the word "child," Cen Shichuan hugged her even tighter, a hint of guilt appearing in his eyes.

"You'll have children later."

"But he's not that child anymore. He must be resentful, that's why he refuses to be reincarnated." Xu Chuxue lowered her head and shed tears.

Cen Shichuan sensed a deeper meaning in the words.

It's his fault for not letting Xu Wantang experience the pain of her pregnancy and miscarriage as planned.

He frowned, disliking being told what to do by others, even if that person was a woman he liked.

When he spoke again, his voice had turned a degree colder: "So what do you want?"

Xu Chuxue was startled, but immediately resumed her understanding expression.

"What are you talking about? I just think that IVF is really putting you in a difficult position, so let's just forget about it."

"But the child is, after all, a child of the Cen family. Could we hold a ancestral worship ceremony the day after tomorrow and establish a longevity tablet for the child? With the protection of the Cen family, perhaps he can reincarnate in peace."

As she spoke, tears began to fall again.

Her pretty face was filled with sadness.

Seeing that she was sensible, Cen Shichuan gently wiped away her tears.

"Don't cry, I promise you."

"Um."

Xu Chuxue nestled into Cen Shichuan's chest, her eyes filled with undisguised smugness.

Xu Wantang, what are you so proud of?

And you even dare to send private messages to brag!

However, a fake marriage certificate has fooled you completely. Little do you know, no matter how hard you work and complain your whole life, you will never be considered a member of the Cen family.

Not only is your husband mine, but your dance... is mine too.

Xu Chuxue lowered her gaze, stood up and said, "Shichuan, you must be tired today too? I made some soup, I'll get you a bowl."

After taking two steps, she hissed and clutched her ankle.

Cen Shichuan looked over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xu Chuxue moved her feet: "It might be a lingering effect of the car accident. I've also been preparing for a competition recently, so my feet are a bit sore and swollen."

Cen Shichuan put his arm around her: "Don't overwork yourself. With me here, no one will dare to compete with you, not even Xu Wantang. All the glory will belong to you."

Xu Chuxue nodded, shyly tugged at his tie, and said softly, "Then, for your greatest honor, could you spend some time with me tonight?"

Cen Shichuan looked in that direction and saw the same temptation, but for some reason he thought of Xu Wantang.

She was most afraid of environments with ghosts and supernatural powers.

I estimate they've already sent dozens of messages apologizing and begging for forgiveness.

Therefore, he deliberately put his phone on silent, leaving her out for a while to teach her a lesson.

After a few seconds of thought, Cen Shichuan decided to let her go for today.

But when I took out my phone, I saw that the last message was from more than ten days ago.

He gripped his phone tightly. "Good, very good. Let's see how long she can hold out."

Cen Shichuan smiled and lowered his head: "Alright, I'll stay tonight."

……

Buddhist hall.

belch.

Xu Wantang covered her mouth, embarrassed, and said, "I didn't expect the chef to be able to make such delicious vegetarian noodles."

"I did it."

Cen Yuan lowered his head to light incense, his voice as faint as the rising smoke.

Xu Wantang was stunned for a moment, looking at the empty bowl in her hand with a look of shock and fear.

"Second Brother, will we get struck by lightning if we eat noodles made by the Buddha's disciple?"

"You're even thinking about eating the offerings, what are you afraid of?"

As Cen Yuan spoke, he paused in his action of inserting incense.

He then realized that she was teasing him.

He was always vigilant, yet he had inexplicably fallen for it, and couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Xu Wantang tilted her head: "Second brother, are you laughing?"

Cen Yuan calmly brushed the incense ash off his sleeve: "No."

"Okay, then I won't bother you anymore. I'll head back now."

Xu Wantang pursed her lips and quickly stood up.

Just as she reached the door, Cen Yuan called out to her.

"Xu Wantang".

"Um?"

Xu Wantang stopped and turned around. The moonlight behind her was like a transparent veil, making her look even more charming and graceful.

She smiled and said, "Second Brother, aren't you afraid of the dark too? Would you like me to stay and keep you company?"

She really dares to speak her mind.

Cen Yuan held out his hand: "Buddhist prayer beads."

Xu Wantang's face immediately turned red, and she hurriedly took off the Buddhist prayer beads from her wrist and handed them to Cen Yuan.

Goodbye.

After saying that, she ran away.

Cen Yuan held the prayer beads, his palms radiating an unusual warmth, even a little hot.

He closed his eyes.

……

As soon as Xu Wantang returned to her room, she buried her entire face in the cashmere blanket.

That's so embarrassing.

After calming down for a while, she went to wash up and go to bed.

Cen Shichuan didn't come back, and she had a good night's sleep.

The next morning, the entire Cen family home was bustling with activity.

The day before the ancestral worship ceremony, the ancestral tablets will be invited to the temple on the mountain by a respected elder of the family.

Then the two-day ancestral worship ceremony began.

Xu Wantang is nominally the third young master's wife, but the Cen family does not recognize her, so she is not allowed to stand in the front row at this kind of event.

She could only wait until everyone else had boarded the bus before she could ride with the maid.

Upon reaching the top of the mountain, the majestic temple stood amidst the lush greenery, appearing quite mysterious.

The temple is a historical site, built with donations from one of the ancestors of the Cen family.

The descendants of the Cen family donated it to the country, and it has been preserved to this day.

The Cen family is particularly devoted to this belief, and they have built temples in other countries.

Looking at the temple with its swirling incense smoke, Xu Wantang was filled with mixed emotions.

In her dream, she also came here, also today.

The memories, however, were not pleasant.

At the time, she was pregnant with her first child, filled with anticipation and worry.

Cen Shichuan, unlike his usual cold demeanor, allowed her to come up the mountain with him.

They even protected her while she rode the cable car, as if afraid that something might happen to her.

At that moment, Xu Wantang was actually somewhat glad that she had agreed to IVF to get pregnant.

She felt that perhaps with a child, she and Cen Shichuan could live a good life together.

Little did she know that it was a punishment carefully prepared for her.