Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth-Chapter 1071: Marital Quarrel

"Anytime works. Did Aunt Mo call you?"

Su Wanxin still remembered what Li Mo discussed with her the last time she visited the company.

She said she’d give her time to think and that she’d decide what to do when she returned to the old house next time.

Li Mo’s plan to start working seemed unknown to the rest of the Fu Family. She only shared it with Su Wanxin.

Thinking of this, Su Wanxin felt a complex mix of emotions, her nose faintly aching with emotion.

"No, I haven’t contacted her for a while, just thought it’d be nice to have a meal together since Lawyer Qi and others are here."

Thinking it over, the Fu and Su families have never sat at the same table for a proper meal.

Previously, when Fu Shili and Sheng Qian got engaged, the two families met formally. Fu Shihan remembered it was extensively covered by the media.

So when it came to Wan God, he certainly didn’t want her to feel slighted. If others have it, she should too.

Whether to eat at the old house or outside, Fu Shihan was momentarily torn.

Following his words, Su Wanxin recalled the scene of Qi Ran and Li Mo meeting at a certain banquet last time.

How should I put it...

A tense standoff? Anyway, it looked quite nerve-racking.

"I’ll talk to my mom tonight, and then set a time."

"Okay." Fu Shihan nodded. "We’ll fit their schedule, and if inconvenient, I’ll have my parents come over and eat at our place directly."

Qi Ran and others had postponed important matters to attend Su Yao’s engagement party, so inconvenience was unlikely.

Su Wanxin knew Fu Shihan was merely accommodating Qi Ran. Not only did she notice, but even Lin Rui, who rarely had ulterior motives, noticed.

Since when is Brother Han so agreeable?

Adjusting meal times to others’ schedules, including Aunt Mo and Uncle Fu, was quite unusual.

If Old Sir Fu heard this, he might get angry about losing face.

Lin Rui cleverly chose not to interject, just thinking to himself without daring to speak.

Thus, the car drove all the way home, where the living room was already bustling with activity.

Su Yao was home long ago, as was Yangyang, who was currently lounging like a boneless creature in Qi Ran’s arms, chatting with him.

Su Wanxin walked straight towards them, took a seat on the sofa, and softly spoke.

"Mom, where is Dad? Hasn’t he come back yet?"

"He mentioned that an old comrade is sick, went to the hospital to check, might return later."

"Which hospital?" Fu Shihan asked.

Qi Ran gave him a knowing look and shook his head, "It’s fine, no need to pull strings."

After saying that, Qi Ran redirected his attention to Su Wanxin, his gaze gradually traveling from her face downward, finally resting on her stomach.

His expression was quite intriguing.

Upon noticing his gesture, Su Wanxin’s body instantly tensed, nervously swallowing as she heard Qi Ran ask—

"How many months now?"

"Two, over two months."

"You kept it quiet, huh?" Qi Ran said with a teasing smirk, looking at his audacious little daughter and the culprit beside her. "Whose idea was it to keep it secret?"

Upon hearing this, Su Wanxin and Fu Shihan exchanged glances, then forced a smile.

Then, almost simultaneously, they spoke up, shifting the blame.

"His!"

"Hers!"