Chapter 1629: If You Don’t Seek Death, You Won’t Die
Su Qianci looked down and thought to herself as she stroked her slightly protruding belly.
It was said that daughters were like considerate little lambs to their mommies. Throughout this entire pregnancy, Su Qianci had experienced close to no adverse effects.
Could this really be a girl?
If that were the case, the whole household was about to be turned on its head.
The way Li Sicheng doted on his daughter was almost to the point of ridiculousness.
Towards his sons, he was mostly nonchalant in his parenting.
Especially when it came to Li Jianqian, Li Sicheng typically left him to his own devices. Case in point, he had just tossed him all the way to the Capital.
Rubbing her belly, Su Qianci muttered to herself, “I think it’s a son.”
“Heh!” Li Sicheng watched her and said, “It’s all the same to me whether it’s a son or a daughter.”
“What was that ‘heh’ for? I know you’re hoping for a daughter! Did you think I wouldn’t know?” Su Qianci reached out and poked the tip of his nose. “Do you know what Dasu’s favorite food is?”
“Egg custard.”
Su Qianci was utterly surprised. “You actually knew? Do you know what food Dasu dislikes the most?”
Li Sicheng scoffed at her. “You underestimate me severely. He’s still my son.”
“So what is it? Tell me!”
“Coriander.”
Su Qianci looked over incredulously. “I was so sure you wouldn’t know!”
“How is that possible?” Li Sicheng exasperatedly asked. “I am even aware of Mosen’s likes and dislikes. How can I not be aware of my son’s preferences?”
Su Qianci looked at Li Sicheng and said, “Speaking of Mosen, I dreamed of Tang Zhenghao last night.”
Li Sicheng’s eyes flashed as he turned to look at her.
Su Qianci looked badly shaken as she said, “I dreamed that he was killed by Bo Xiao in the fire. There was a hole right through his head, and his brain was blown to smithereens. There was also Tang Mengying’s mother…”
“Why were you dreaming of these people out of the blue?” Li Sicheng frowned unhappily and said, “You should really try to forget about them. There’s no use in remembering such people.”
“Of course I know that, but a dream is a dream,” Su Qianci said. “What could I do?”
She thought for a moment and suddenly mused out loud, “I wonder how Tang Mengqing is doing.”
“She’s in Vietnam living the life of a tyc.o.o.n,” Li Sicheng replied. “Don’t worry. I have people observing her every move. She won’t be able to cause any trouble.”
“Vietnam?”
“Yeah,” Li Sicheng replied. “Let’s go home.”
He retrieved his car keys from his pocket and opened the car door.
Su Qianci followed along quickly and asked, “Does she know that you have her kept under watch?”
“No. If she did, it’d be a disaster.” Li Sicheng opened the car door for her and helped her buckle her seatbelt. “My surveillance personnel is her neighbor.”
“What? How on earth?”
The car slowly moved out of the parking spot and was soon on the road home.
“Hey, I dreamed of something else too last night,” Su Qianci said.
“Yeah?”
“Mosen grew up to become exactly like Tang Mengying,” she said. “When he found out that it was us who indirectly caused the tragedy that had befallen the Tang family, he grew to hate me very much. He…”
“Mrs. Li,” Li Sicheng interrupted her speech, “I need to remind you of a few points.”
Su Qianci blinked her eyes but didn’t say a word.
“First, what happened to the Tang family was not a tragedy. It was their just desserts.”
Li Sicheng gripped the steering wheel tightly as he glanced at her and said, “There’s a saying that goes, ‘If you don’t seek death, you won’t die.’ What they experienced was of their own doing. Have you already forgotten what they did to you?”
“But…”
“Tang Zhenghao almost had our two children, Dasu and Ersu, killed! Don’t you remember?”