Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse-Chapter 684 - 680: It’d Be a Miracle if She Could Conceive
Chapter 684: Chapter 680: It’d Be a Miracle if She Could Conceive
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Fan Hongshan came over mainly because the atmosphere at the Zhou family was truly too oppressive, and she found it more relaxing to sneak in some downtime here.
"Oh, please come in and have some tea." Yan Jinsu half-believed, and seeing that she wasn’t here to be any sort of mediator, she revealed a hint of a smile and started to entertain the guest.
"Yan, you really should pay attention. My sister-in-law, she doesn’t act like a decent person, only my brainless little uncle-in-law fusses over her anxiously."
After drinking a cup of hot tea and letting out a comfortable sigh, Fan Hongshan unapologetically spilled the beans about Zhang Shan Ni.
Yan Jinsu paused with her teacup mid-action, looking at Fan Hongshan with puzzlement.
This woman, she doesn’t seem like a simple and naive little lady at all. What’s the meaning behind her words?
Back when she was in trouble, Xie Jingchen had thoroughly investigated Zhang Shan Ni [Yan Jinxian], but at that time, Zhang Shan Ni had a miscarriage in the hospital and everything was recorded in detail without any discrepancies.
Moreover, with Yan Jinsu missing, the top priority was to find her first, and that was the main focus, so they missed the best opportunity to find any holes in the story.
By the time Yan Jinsu safely returned, almost half a month had passed, and if there were any traces, they would have been erased long ago, so how could they wait for Xie Jingchen to investigate? What’s worse, at the same time of the incident, her mother-in-law Zhou Wenshi, Wen Qingying was also admitted to the hospital with a cerebral hemorrhage.
With such a major event, no one expected any deception, except for Xie Jingchen and Yan Jinsu.
Yan Jinsu acted on instinct, Xie Jingchen on intuition.
Yan Jinsu smiled as she scrutinized Fan Hongshan, realizing that this woman really had a unique charm. Dressed in ordinary clothing, she exuded an academic aura, and even though she spoke directly, it didn’t come off as offensive at all.
A little woman who could make a good impression at first glance.
"Sister Fan, do you know something?"
"Not really. It’s just an intuition, so I felt like giving you a heads-up. Don’t laugh at me, Yan. I just feel that my sister-in-law is sweet on the outside but malevolent inside. When she looks at my little uncle-in-law and my mother-in-law, her eyes seem cold," said Fan Hongshan quite fairly.
Perhaps it’s just her nature to be so straightforward, thus she can directly perceive others’ true characters since it’s easier to recognize one’s own kind.
Speaking of which, her in-laws’ family really does have all sorts of odd characters.
"Heh~" Yan Jinsu truly started to take a liking to this woman — she appreciated people who speak directly and don’t play mind games; it made for more generous and open interactions. So she kindly responded:
"Sister Fan’s intuition isn’t bad at all, I also don’t think that your sister-in-law is a good person. If it’s not necessary, it’s better for Sister Fan to keep her distance from her."
"Hehe~" Fan Hongshan covered her mouth and sneakily giggled, bluntly criticized: "Yan, you’re giving me too much credit. If it hadn’t been for Zhang Shan Ni continually jabbing at me, I wouldn’t have spoken a word with her all month. One has to know her place — she’s of the Phoenix destiny, how could she give the time of day to a ’salted fish’ from a small city like me?"
Although Fan Hongshan wasn’t from a rural area, and at least had a town residence registration, to the former Miss Yan, she always felt that she would ultimately become ’a high and mighty noble lady’. She never had a kind word for her, let alone live in amicable sisterhood.
"Be careful, there is usually no major mistake." Yan Jinsu smiled as she poured her another cup of black tea. Noticing the medicine stains on her sleeve, she finally remembered that this woman was a side branch daughter-in-law from the Zhou Zhenghui side.
Her husband is... Zhou Yilang? Thinking of her second elder sister, Yan Jinsu finally pinned down this Sister Fan completely; she had been married for eight years without any children. Her husband had a second marriage, with one son and one daughter...
No wonder this woman spoke ill of her in-laws without any pressure.
"I’ve just got this one miserable life; what’s there to be careful about. Besides, Yan, you’re at least related to my older sister, so of course I side with you. Moreover, you are currently pregnant, so you should be more careful. By the way, did you also bring Xiaojiu and Xiao Shi?"
"They’ve all been brought along; they’re taking a nap right now. Sister Fan, stay and have a casual meal with us, the kids will wake up from their nap soon."
Fan Hongshan lifted her wrist to look at the watch, then shook her head with regret, responding frankly:
"Well, thank you for Yan’s kind invitation. It’s just that I’m not a free person, I need to go home to cook for my husband, son, and daughter. It’s really a pity."
Lately, Fan Hongshan didn’t know what had gotten into her husband. In the past, even if she skipped a few meals, there was never such a big reaction. It was all matter-of-fact, not making much difference.
But after coming to Beijing, she had just happened to visit the old house frequently to take care of her seriously ill mother-in-law, so she cooked fewer meals at home. Her husband got so angry that he called his father, causing even greater rifts between father and son.
Yan Jinsu blinked, "If you don’t mind, how about inviting Mr. Zhou to come and grace us with his presence for a meal?"
"Uh," Fan Hongshan helplessly looked at the ceiling before showing a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes, and with a proper smile, countered Yan Jinsu’s half-smiling face, "No need. I’m afraid it will give me a stomach ache."
"Scared?" This time, Yan Jinsu was genuinely stunned by Fan Hongshan’s blunt ridicule.
But Fan Hongshan didn’t mind exposing her shortcomings in front of ’her own people’. After all, if she truly were to divorce Zhou Yilang in the future, how could the people of her hometown not know?
Thus, she waved her hand helplessly and said, "Yan, it’s enough to suffer indignities at home, I don’t want to go out and have to look at Mr. Zhou’s face."
This directly made Gui Jiayi, who was curled up on the sofa, blanch.
"Yan, you don’t have to be so surprised. My marriage with Mr. Zhou has always been the public’s ’sparrow turns into a phoenix’ drama. Moreover, I haven’t gotten pregnant throughout these years of marriage, with everyone betting on when I’ll become the Zhou family’s ’abandoned woman’. I’ve been prepared for a long time.
Besides, divorce isn’t a big deal, Yan, you don’t need to be so shocked. Without a man, would I not survive? Don’t worry, I’m not that fragile!"
Fan Hongshan said this, her hand resting on her stomach, yet in her heart, she thought of the medicine she’d been taking for years. It would really be a ghostly miracle if she could get pregnant.
Especially since coming to Beijing, Zhou Yilang, who hadn’t given her any medicine for several years, actually handed her two bottles of it. If it weren’t for the pills being the same, she would have thought Zhou Yilang had changed his ways.
Right now, Yan Jinsu couldn’t understand why she had taken a liking to Fan Hongshan—this woman’s temperament was indeed to her taste! But she was really not good at consoling people. Looking at the composed Fan Hongshan, after saying "You," she didn’t know how to continue the conversation.
It was Gui Jiayi who deeply sympathized: "Right, life goes on without a man, one must carve out her own path, and we can’t let others look down on us!"
Even the previous caution that arose when seeking out Fan Hongshan faded away with Yan Jinsu’s attitude and Fan Hongshan’s personal charm.
Yan Jinsu glanced sideways at Sister Gui standing there, seemingly eager to come forward and recognize Fan Hongshan as a relative, while thousands of ’grass mud horses’ dashed through her mind—
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