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Chapter 527 Starting from the Beginning

Rong Shu tilted her head slightly, took a deep breath to calm herself down, then sat back down on the sofa, looked up at the man with a gloomy face, and said calmly, "Sheng Tingchen, can't you speak properly? I don't want to argue with you."

Sheng Tingchen glanced at her with his dark eyes. "Answer my question first."

Rong Shu realized that this man was not only domineering and forceful, but also stubbornly unreasonable.

"Whether I remarry or not is something I'll consider in the future."

"So you're going to remarry?!" the man demanded.

Rong Shu looked at her, her voice turning somber, "Sheng Tingchen, we are already divorced, so it's perfectly reasonable for me to remarry."

The words fell.

The man curled his lips coldly and said, "In that case, I should also consider finding someone more suitable to be Meimei's mother."

Upon hearing this...

Rong Shu's pupils suddenly dilated.

Then they saw the man walk towards the bedroom.

Rong Shu quickly stood up, grabbed the man's arm, and said in a panic, "Sheng Tingchen, what are you doing?"

Sheng Tingchen turned around and stared at the flustered woman. "I won't disturb you from developing your relationship with another man. I'll take Meimei away now."

A sarcastic or mocking tone.

Rong Shu gripped the man's arm tightly, looked up at him, and said, "Sheng Tingchen, do you really have to do this?"

Sheng Tingchen retorted, "What about me? Or do you just want Meimei to watch you and Jiang Huaixu being seen together all the time?"

"You think everyone is like you? Our relationship isn't what you think at all."

Sheng Tingchen's dark eyes suddenly narrowed. He slowly turned to the side, his eyes slightly narrowed as he looked at the woman in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Then explain yourself clearly. What's wrong with me? Why am I different?"

Rong Shu's breathing became rapid, her chest heaving, and her eyes reddened. "Sheng Tingchen, can't you be reasonable? Why do you have to make things so awkward for us?"

Sheng Tingchen: "Then tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"We'll have a wedding, and I won't stop you from doing whatever you want. I can give you anything you desire and watch Meimei grow up. What's wrong with that?"

Rong Shu looked at him, the crystal chandelier reflecting in her beautiful eyes, making them shimmer with a gentle glow. "A marriage that is not blessed will not last."

"So being blessed guarantees a lasting relationship? You care so much about what others think? Have you even asked yourself? You want these empty things, are they even more important than Meimei?"

The words fell.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Rong Shu turned her gaze away and looked out the window, her eyes revealing an unconcealable weariness, and even her breathing seemed to have become weak.

half an hour.

She slowly turned around, "Fine..."

She had just spoken.

Suddenly, the man stretched out his long arm and hugged the woman from behind.

Rong Shu's body jolted suddenly as she felt the man's strong, firm embrace. His breath was exceptionally intense, and she heard his gentle, deep, and powerful voice say, "I won't force you. I'll give you time to think it over. We can start over."

The man's sudden change in attitude left Rong Shu unsure how to respond.

Sheng Tingchen held her like that, and the room was so quiet that it seemed that only their breathing could be heard.

I don't know how much time has passed.

Sheng Tingchen slowly released her and said, "I'm tired. I'll rest first. I'm leaving early tomorrow morning, so you should go to sleep early too."

That's all.

The man walked towards the guest room.

Rong Shu had told the nanny in advance to pack it up.

Rong Shu stood there watching the man's back. She looked like she had lost her usual radiance, only showing endless exhaustion.

He was so aggressive just now; normally, he would never compromise like this.

Until the man went inside.

Rong Shu relaxed, lowered her eyes, took a step forward, picked up the bag on the sofa, and turned to walk towards the master bedroom.

They entered the bedroom quietly.

The room was lit with warm lights. Mei Mei was sleeping soundly in the middle of the bed when she suddenly kicked off the blankets and turned over to lie on her side.

Rong Shu hung her bag behind the door, walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, pulled the quilt over Mei Mei and covered her up. Looking at Mei Mei's soft profile, her heart softened. She sat there for a while, then got up and went to the bathroom to shower and wash up.

The next day.

Meimei knew her father would be leaving in the morning, so she got up extra early.

Early in the morning, someone delivered a clean set of clothes to Sheng Tingchen.

Sister Wu prepared breakfast and served it on the table.

Rong Shu pulled out a chair. "Meimei, wash your hands and eat."

Meimei was playing with two kittens when she heard her mother's words. She immediately put down the cat toy and Rong Shu pulled her to wash her hands.

Sheng Tingchen was changing clothes in his room.

Rong Shu and Mei Mei were waiting for him to have breakfast.

"Why isn't Daddy better yet?"

Rong Shu glanced towards the guest room and noticed that his expression had seemed off. "Mom, go check on him."

Meimei nodded.

Rong Shu walked towards the guest room, stood at the door and listened for any sound from inside, then raised her hand and knocked on the door, "Is it not ready yet?"

There was no response from inside.

Rong Shu's heart tightened. After a few seconds, she reached out and grasped the doorknob, pushed the door open, and went inside. She saw a pale-faced man lying on the sofa, his clothes not yet properly on.

Rong Shu was startled and quickly stepped forward, asking anxiously, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Sheng Tingchen slightly lifted his eyelids and looked at her. "My stomach hurts."

Rong Shu didn't ask any further questions. "I'll go get someone to take you to the hospital now."

Rong Shu turned to walk out, but her wrist was suddenly grabbed. Caught off guard, she fell directly into the man's broad arms.

Rong Shu's nerves immediately tensed up, and she subconsciously reached out to protect her lower abdomen. Fortunately, she did not feel anything unusual.

The man was so uncomfortable that he didn't notice the woman's subtle movements in his arms.

"Sheng Tingchen," Rong Shu called out, her voice filled with anxiety. She could clearly feel that he had little strength left, and all his weight was on her.

Sheng Tingchen held her tightly, his breathing unusually heavy, and said, "So nervous, are you worried about me?"

Rong Shu frowned and pushed him away forcefully. She didn't answer the man's question. Looking at his pale face, she quickly helped him put on his clothes.

"Raise your hands."

Sheng Tingchen, lacking the strength, squinted at the woman in front of him and asked weakly, "If I were to die, would you really not be sad at all?"

Rong Shu paused in her action of buttoning his shirt, and said, "I don't answer hypothetical questions."

Sheng Tingchen stared at her, "Rong Shu, you are the most heartless woman."

Rong Shu did not answer again, helped him get dressed, and turned to walk quickly toward the door.

Meimei happened to walk over. "Mommy, what's wrong with Daddy?"

Rong Shu said, "Dad's stomach isn't feeling well. Mom, please find someone to take Dad to the hospital first."

Meimei's face immediately turned worried, and she ran towards the bedroom.

"dad."

Rong Shu asked Xue Mingcheng to come and help Sheng Tingchen out of the room, and then immediately took him to the hospital.