Chapter 414: Chapter 414: Just Like Enough
The car arrived at Shi Yu’s villa in Du City, and the servants immediately swept the bedroom again and quickly arranged the belongings the two had brought back.
After settling down, the three of them sat on the couch and chatted leisurely.
Actually, Wen Wan rarely visited the villa before and rarely had the chance to chat with Shi Yu like this.
Because Shi Yu was too busy.
Worried about Shen Cheng getting too tired, Shi Yu asked her to go upstairs to rest for a while and told her there was a banquet to attend in the evening.
Shen Cheng claimed she wasn’t tired and didn’t need to rest.
Shi Yu’s face darkened, his gaze meaningfully fixed on Shen Cheng’s belly: "He needs it."
Wen Wan, who had just come out from instructing the servants to prepare lunch in the kitchen, overheard their conversation.
Noticing Shi Yu’s gaze on Shen Cheng’s abdomen, she realized that under the loose dress, Shen Cheng’s belly was slightly bulging.
Without looking carefully, one would never notice.
She was both shocked and delighted: "Am I going to be a grandmother?"
Shi Yu didn’t speak, but Shen Cheng somewhat bashfully nodded her head.
Wen Wan couldn’t hide her joy, stepped forward, and gently touched Shen Cheng’s belly, met her eyes, and smiled: "That’s wonderful."
In fact, from their first meeting today, Wen Wan had taken a great liking to Shen Cheng.
Now knowing that she was carrying Shi Yu’s child, her joy was even greater.
And Shen Cheng, she also liked Wen Wan’s serene and profound temperament.
The two of them chatted on the couch for a while, somewhat leaving Shi Yu out of the conversation.
Glancing at his wristwatch, he spoke up: "Mom, let her rest, she got up early this morning."
Wen Wan, too, worried about tiring her, gently patted Shen Cheng’s hand and softly said: "Go up and sleep for a bit, I’ll have the servants call you for lunch later."
Shen Cheng wasn’t very sleepy, but thinking that mother and son had not seen each other in a long time and must have a lot to talk about, she agreed and went upstairs.
Shi Yu watched her until she entered the bedroom and closed the door before he withdrew his gaze.
Wen Wan laughed softly: "From your childhood until now, I’ve never seen you so concerned about anyone."
"Hmm, apart from you, she’s the first one," Shi Yu said solemnly.
Wen Wan smiled understandingly, "If you love her, you have to treat her well."
"I know," Shi Yu replied with a tone that brooked no argument.
They fell silent for a while, and Shi Yu leaned his head against the back of the sofa, pretending to doze off.
"Have you let go?"
Wen Wan laughed at her son’s always mature-sounding tone: "Don’t you know me? What’s there to let go of? Don’t you think I’m living quite well now?"
"That’s good then."
Wen Wan chuckled, patting Shi Yu’s shoulder: "You always have such a stern face, can’t you smile a bit?"
Shi Yu said in a deep voice: "What’s there to laugh about?"
"How come you don’t take after me," she said.
"I take after you plenty."
"..."
Indeed, both mother and son had some exquisite features, with a resemblance of about seventy percent.
Ending that topic, Shi Yu casually picked up a newspaper next to him and flipped through it.
Many pages of the economics and entertainment sections were covering the banquet at the Shi Mansion tonight.
Shi Lengleng raised an eyebrow and tossed the newspaper aside with a flick of his hand.
Wen Wan was chatting with him off and on, and soon it was time for the meal.
The servant placed the lavish dishes on the table, and Wen Wan stood up: "I’ll go call her for lunch."
Shi Yu stood up, pressed her shoulders, and pushed her back into her chair: "I’ll go."
Wen Wan smiled and said nothing more.
Shi Yu went upstairs, opened the door, and walked into the bedroom, only to see Shen Cheng had not gone to sleep but was sitting on the bed with her legs under the cover, reading a book.