Chapter 260 It's unlikely that Shu Ying would get pregnant so easily again.

An overwhelming sense of loss weighed him down, making it hard to breathe. Only when he saw Shu Ying's photo could he find a moment of peace.

The scenery outside the car window kept changing. He lowered his head and kissed his pocket watch. Only when he saw this girl did he feel like a real person and that he still had a goal.

He took a deep breath and thought to himself, "I really hope to see you soon."

Shu Ying finally woke up around noon. She had planned to go to bed early last night, but things didn't go as planned.

She didn't even have time to go to the hospital with Huang Meiling and Song Zhaodi.

She lay in bed, one hand shielding her eyes from the intense sunlight streaming in. Looking at her eyelids, she inexplicably felt a chill run down her spine.

This discomfort made her restless. Looking at the silk pajamas hanging down her body, Shu Ying propped herself up on the bed with one hand and sat up.

With the slightest movement, she felt pain in her lower back, and even her limbs felt weak. She didn't know which muscle in her back was affected, but her entire lower back ached.

Shu Ying could only gently rub her lower back with one hand; the stiffness caused by excessive muscle tension made her very uncomfortable.

"That despicable Xie Zhiyan! He even said he respected my opinion, but I think he's clearly a wolf in sheep's clothing. He's utterly despicable!"

Thinking about what happened last night, Shu Ying cursed Xie Zhiyan under her breath.

Once this person is in bed, it's as if they're not the same person as usual. They initially promised to be gentle and could stop at any time, but later they completely lose control.

Shu Ying even felt that the more pitifully she begged for mercy, the more excited he became.

In the end, Shu Ying was completely drained of her last bit of strength, and she didn't even have the strength to lift her hand.

She couldn't use her hands properly, and the soreness in her lower back hadn't eased much.

Thinking that last night was rather rushed and Xie Zhiyan hadn't even applied for additional family planning supplies, Shu Ying covered her head with a pillow.

She had heard some of her sisters-in-law mention it before; that kind of thing usually only comes in three to five times a month. Thinking about the intense battle between the two of them last night, Shu Ying's face turned so red it could almost boil an egg.

Even if we consider five at the highest standard, where would Xie Zhiyan be able to find a place to use them?

Shu Ying gently patted her face with one hand, trying to cool it down a bit. "I still need to remind Xie Zhiyan to be more restrained!"

She couldn't handle this kind of ordeal every day.

It was supposed to be a two-person activity, but Xie Zhiyan woke up refreshed and went to work in the morning, while she had to sleep alone in the room for so long before she could barely recover.

Thinking that Huang Meiling and Song Zhaodi were both at home last night, Shu Ying felt as if her whole body was on fire.

She secretly regretted not sticking to her principles. She had actually agreed because she felt sorry for Xie Zhiyan.

Now she can already imagine what kind of look Huang Meiling will give her when she goes downstairs.

The other person's beaming smile gave her goosebumps even before she went downstairs.

Dragging her heavy body to wash up, Shu Ying changed her clothes and drank a cup of spiritual spring water before she finally felt a little lighter.

Although her body has been well-treated by the spiritual spring water, she has no plans to have any more children at the moment. She is already struggling to take care of Yueyue and Yangyang, and getting pregnant is not an easy thing. She conceived both children on the first try, so she probably won't get pregnant again last night.

After all, such low-probability events can't always happen to her.

Huang Meiling downstairs glanced at the time, then looked upstairs with some suspicion.

"It's almost lunchtime, why hasn't Yingying made a move yet? Could she be feeling unwell?"

Song Zhaodi had already prepared all the side dishes, and upon hearing this, she stopped what she was doing and looked up at them.

"That's true. Yingying doesn't usually sleep in. Even if she was a little tired yesterday, she shouldn't be completely still now. Mom, sit downstairs for a while, I'll go up and see what's going on."

Huang Meiling was initially in a dilemma. She was worried that going up to Shu Ying might simply mean she hadn't rested well and that she was disturbing her rest. But if she kept waiting, she was also worried that Shu Ying might be unwell and that this might delay her medical treatment.

Just as Song Zhaodi was about to go upstairs, Shu Ying came downstairs with an awkward smile on her face.

"Mom, sister, you're both here. Have you been to the hospital?"

Song Zhaodi sat down again and peeled the potatoes in her hand. "I already went this morning. I was just telling Mom that I was going to see you. Are you feeling alright?"

Shu Ying waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no, it's just that I was probably too excited last night and didn't get enough rest. I opened my eyes this morning and it was already this late."

Huang Meiling said earnestly, "That's good. If you feel unwell, just say so. Oh, by the way, there's some porridge that Ayan made before she left in the kitchen. You're still hungry, so eat something first. We'll be making lunch soon."

Song Zhaodi brought out a bowl of porridge from the kitchen, and Shu Ying quickly took it with both hands, saying, "Thank you, sister."

Xie Zhiyan is usually quite busy with work, so he rarely goes into the kitchen. This was the first time Shu Ying had tasted the porridge he cooked, and she was surprised to find that it tasted surprisingly good.

Song Zhaodi knew that Huang Meiling couldn't stay in the capital for too long, as she was about to take a car back, so she picked out a few of her best dishes to cook.

"Mom, I don't know what kind of food you usually eat. These dishes are all quite light, so you should be able to eat them. Next time you and Dad come back together, tell me what you like to eat, and I'll learn how to make them a few days in advance."

Huang Meiling's face was so full of smiles that the wrinkles almost formed a flower. "Okay, okay, just don't overwork yourself. When I go back this time, I'm going to brag to your father that I got to eat my daughter's cooking before he did. I told him I'm luckier than him, but he still insisted on arguing with me."

Shu Ying and Song Zhaodi laughed at the same time.

Huang Meiling was picking green beans nearby, and Shu Ying, after quickly finishing a bowl of porridge, came over to help.

"If you ask me, Dad is the luckiest. He not only married such a good wife as Mom, but also has such a good daughter as my sister. In short, our family will be together forever."

Shu Ying was still quite unfamiliar with things in the kitchen. She thought she probably didn't have much talent for cooking. After several attempts, the food she made was barely cooked and edible.

However, there were two lucky breaks when I stumbled upon dishes that tasted good, but didn't look very appealing.

Song Zhaodi scooped out two spoonfuls of wheat flour from the flour bag and mixed in some cornmeal. Shu Ying volunteered to learn how to knead dough, and Song Zhaodi readily shared all her knowledge.