Ye Ling followed behind Madam Sheng into the living room and saw two large bags of brewed Chinese medicine on the coffee table. Her eyebrows twitched fiercely. She had always been afraid of taking medicine, especially Chinese medicine.
Madam Sheng pointed to the pile of medicine and said, "The Chinese medicine has been divided into appropriate amounts. Take two bags with you every day, put them in your bag, heat them up in the microwave at the office for a minute, and drink them half an hour after lunch. It's not troublesome at all."
Ye Ling: "..."
She didn't know if it was troublesome or not, but it was definitely going to be a pain in the neck. The thought of having to deal with Chinese medicine for the foreseeable future made her feel like dying.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Sheng Junlie leaning against the corridor, watching the commotion. She had an idea. "Mom, are all these medicines for me?"
"Yes, look at how skinny you are. You need to nourish your body. The land needs to be fertile for the seeds to grow healthily. Don't lose weight recently. Eat more and take care of your body. Give me a chubby grandson." Madam Sheng said.
Ye Ling blushed with embarrassment at her mother-in-law's words. But in order to drag Sheng Junlie into this mess, she still suppressed her shyness and hinted, "Mom, I'm sure the Chinese medicine doctor also told you that when it comes to having a child, not only does the land need to be fertile, but the seeds also need to be good, right?"
Madam Sheng was stunned for a moment and instinctively looked at her eldest son. Whether it was a psychological effect or not, Sheng Junlie, with his fair skin and red lips, looked more and more like he had kidney deficiency the more she looked at him.
Had Ye Ling's belly been empty for two years because of her son's problem?
Sheng Junlie was scrutinized by Madam Sheng's suspicious gaze. He resisted the urge to roll his eyes. His mother was really naive. She was easily fooled by Ye Ling.
"I'm fine," Sheng Junlie said coolly.
Madam Sheng's gaze became somewhat subtle. "With medical advances these days, any hidden illness can be cured. You don't have to hide it. If there's a problem, treat it early, or it will only get worse."
Madam Sheng was about to make herself depressed. How could such a handsome young man be so useless? She had put a big pot on Sheng Junlie's head, and his expression was nothing short of wonderful. Even Ye Ling was stunned.
She had only hinted to Lady Sheng that they should all take care of their health together and let Junlie taste the deliciousness of Chinese medicine. Ye Ling quickly explained to Lady Sheng, "Mom, that's not what I meant. I meant that Junlie has been working hard lately, managing such a big company, and his body can't take it. He should take care of himself too."
After speaking, she continued to hint at Lady Sheng. Lady Sheng finally understood and gently patted Ye Ling, "Look at you, just say you care about your husband. You gave me the wrong idea. Don't worry, I'll find an old Chinese doctor tomorrow and get Junlie some medicine to help him."
Junlie: "..."
Seeing the two of them cooperating so well, Lady Sheng was very happy and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. After dinner, Junlie went to the study, and Ye Ling went back to her room to take a shower.
After changing into her pajamas and coming out, she saw Junlie sitting on the bed looking at his phone. Suddenly, she felt uncomfortable all over and didn't know where to put her hands and feet.
Junlie raised an eyebrow and looked at her with a silent and deep gaze, "Zhang Ma has heated up the medicine. Drink it and go to sleep."
There was indeed a strong bitter smell of Chinese medicine in the air. Ye Ling frowned and looked at the white porcelain bowl on the bedside table, making the brown medicine look like poison.
She resisted the urge to pinch her nose and asked, "Can I not drink it?"
"Go tell Mom," Junlie said expressionlessly.
Ye Ling bit her lip. In fact, they both knew that no amount of medicine would help her get pregnant again, but Junlie just wanted to see her suffer.
She sat down on the bed and looked at the bowl of medicine with frustration. "You know I can't get pregnant again. Why don't you let me tell them the truth?"
"If you don't try, how do you know you can't get pregnant?"
Ye Ling turned around in surprise and met the man's cold and deep gaze. Her heart pounded rapidly. "You...you clearly don't want it either..."
"Want what?" Shen Junlie's lips curled up slightly. His smile didn't reach his eyes, which were filled with intense hatred. "Yes, I don't want it, but I won't let you off easily either. Just think about how heartbroken Chu Qin will be every time he sees our child. Isn't that stimulating?"
Ye Ling looked at him in disbelief. The white light above her head illuminated his face, making his handsome and profound features appear even colder and gloomier. The hatred in his eyes made her heart ache. He really hated her to the bone, to the point where he was willing to use this self-destructive method to retaliate against her.
"Shen Junlie, don't be like this."
"Be like what?" Shen Junlie smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. It was replaced by hatred. "Ye Ling, do you dare to feel sorry for him in front of me? Do you think I'm dead?"
No, the person she felt sorry for was beside him.
She remembered how he used to be so outstanding in school, how he took over the Shen Group with such confidence and vigor. He was a world-renowned gem, but he was covered in dust in her hands.
He had become a secular man, full of darkness and hatred.
He shouldn't, and couldn't.
"It's been three years. If you still can't let it go, we can get a divorce. Why do you have to torture yourself and become so unbearable?" Ye Ling said, feeling heartbroken.
"Unbearable?" Shen Junlie was furious, his eyes burning with hatred. "Ye Ling, do you even have the right to say those words?"
Ye Ling's heart was pierced. She explained in vain, "I've said it before. We didn't do anything that night. I woke up and found Chu Qin lying next to me."
In fact, she had explained it many times over the past two years, but Shen Junlie never believed her. He had always held a grudge against her for this.
Sheng Junlie's eyes were burning with anger, and he clenched his teeth as he spoke through them, "Fine, then tell me, why do you have a hickey on your neck, and why did the child miscarry?"
"I..." Ye Ling opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.
Even to this day, she still couldn't figure out why she had a miscarriage.
She went to the hospital for prenatal check-ups every month, her body was healthy, and the baby was healthy too, with no signs of miscarriage.
That morning, she followed Sheng Junlie out of the hotel, without being bumped into or falling, but the baby was gone just like that.
"You shameless woman, you used your pregnancy to force me to marry you back then. Fine, for the sake of the child, I made you Mrs. Sheng. As long as you gave birth to a healthy child, I wouldn't mind being a respectful husband to you. But you ruined everything."