Chapter 1618: 1620: Wishful Calculation

Chapter 1618: Chapter 1620: Wishful Calculation

In the end, Xiao Fang took Kuang Qingqing to the hospital, while Kuang Kanzhi sat dispiritedly on the sofa, unable to speak for a long time.

Chiang Qingzhu finally emerged from her room, glanced at him briefly, then headed to the kitchen. She busied herself there for a while, brewed a pot of tea, and brought it out on a tray.

Back in the day, at that ballroom owned by the boss, she hadn’t learned much besides a few tricks to please men. Brewing tea was perhaps the most presentable of those skills.

“Brother Kan, have some tea to ease your anger,” Chiang Qingzhu said as she held the tea cup close to Kuang Kanzhi’s mouth.

Kuang Kanzhi took the tea, sipped it, and let out a long, deep sigh.

Chiang Qingzhu observed his expression and spoke softly, “Brother Kan, don’t be so upset. I’ve heard that daughters who have just grown up are like this—they only have thoughts for the ones they fancy. Their harsh words are often said thoughtlessly, purely unintended.”

“Ah Zhu, do you think I haven’t loved Qingqing enough all these years? Other people have sons; all I have is this daughter. Xiao Fang, for some reason, hasn’t been able to bear any more children after Qingqing. Even so, I’ve treated them both with utmost kindness. Normally, in the old days, someone like her who didn’t bear a son would have long been cast aside. Yet here I am, still honoring our ties—have I not done enough?”

Chiang Qingzhu replied, “Brother Kan has already been excellent. How could Qingqing ever compare another man to you? In this world, who could possibly match Brother Kan’s greatness?”

Hearing this, Kuang Kanzhi instantly felt much better.

He gazed at Chiang Qingzhu and asked, “Then, how about compared to Ah Liu? Am I better, or is Ah Liu better?”

Chiang Qingzhu nestled close to him, lowered her gaze, and let out a soft sigh. “Ah Liu… he might no longer be in this world, right? All these years, the one by my side has been Brother Kan.”

In her mind, once again, Ah Liu’s image resurfaced.

Ah Liu remained the most handsome man she had ever seen in her life.

That man was like the luminous moon in the sky.

Whereas Kuang Kanzhi was the sturdy, dependable tree beside her.

The luminous moon was unreachable.

The luminous moon’s whereabouts were unknown.

But she knew she had to hold onto the sturdy tree firmly.

“Brother Kan,” Chiang Qingzhu said as her hand gently rested on her belly, “Do you think there’s a chance I could bear you a son?”

Kuang Kanzhi froze for a moment, then trembled. He set down his teacup and grabbed Chiang Qingzhu’s shoulders, his eyes igniting with excitement.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!”

He said “yes” three times in succession, as though only then could he fully convey his joy and exhilaration.

“Xiao Fang is already old; all these years, there’s been no news. But Ah Zhu, you’re different—you’re still young and have a very good chance of bearing me a son!”

Chiang Qingzhu pressed her lips into a smile.

“Ah Zhu, you must try your best to give me a son! Let there be an heir for me, Kuang Kanzhi, to carry on my family name. If that happens, you’ll be my greatest benefactor!” Kuang Kanzhi became increasingly thrilled, pulling Chiang Qingzhu into his arms. “When the time comes, I’ll divorce Xiao Fang and marry you—I’ll make you Lady Kuang!”

“Really?” Chiang Qingzhu’s eyes lit up as well.

“When have I ever lied to you? Of course it’s real! Ah Zhu, come on, let’s head to the room now…” Kuang Kanzhi grabbed Chiang Qingzhu’s hand, impatiently leading her back to her room.

If Chiang Qingzhu bore a son, that would make him Chiang Xiao’s brother! How could Chiang Xiao possibly deny him?

Once Chiang Qingzhu’s belly grew, she would return to the Chiang household. Could the Elders of the Chiang family still bear to drive her out?

And later, if Chiang Xiao actually married Meng Xinian, and her reputation soared, Chiang Qingzhu with such a powerful backing would certainly be worthy of being his wife.