Chapter 277 - 104: Truth or Dare, Having a Baby (Part 2)

Jiang Manshu nodded in agreement. "You can say that again."

To stop the two of them from chatting any longer, Jiang Li pushed the bottle toward Jing Shiyun. "Mom, your turn to spin."

Jing Shiyun paused, then said, "Okay," and spun the bottle. It pointed right at Jiang Manshu.

Being the adventurous type, Jiang Manshu immediately said, "I choose Dare."

Jiang Li handed over her phone, gesturing for Jing Shiyun to tap the digital spinner wheel.

"Sing a song."

Jiang Manshu stood up and laughed. "I don’t mind singing, but my voice can be deadly. You all had better brace yourselves."

Jiang Li had thought Jiang Manshu was just being modest. But the moment she started singing... ’Good grief, this is bad enough to call the police over.’

Shen Yanzhi reached out and covered Jiang Li’s belly. Jiang Li turned her head, looking at Shen Yanzhi in confusion. "What are you doing?"

Shen Yanzhi replied with a straight face, "I’m protecting our daughter from her grandmother’s influence."

Jiang Li pressed a hand to her forehead, exasperated. "Are you serious?"

Shen Yanzhi nodded. "Totally. The gospel truth."

Jiang Li said, annoyed, "If I were your mother, you’d have been the death of me by now."

Shen Yanzhi replied with a meaningful tone, "If you really were, then what we have would be incest."

Jiang Li tsked twice. "Listening to you, one would think you’re actually looking forward to it."

Shen Yanzhi’s lips curved. "As long as it’s with you, I’ll look forward to anything."

Jiang Li hugged her arms and rubbed them vigorously. "Shen, you’ve changed. You weren’t like this before."

Shen Yanzhi suddenly leaned closer to Jiang Li. "So which do you prefer? The old me, or the me I am now?"

Jiang Li turned away, the tips of her ears bright red, and huffed, "I don’t like either."

Shen Yanzhi wasn’t surprised. "Mm, I know you don’t like me."

He nipped at Jiang Li’s ear. "Because you love me."

Jiang Li subconsciously touched her ear, staring at Shen Yanzhi dumbfounded. "Hey, what are you, a dog?!"

Shen Yanzhi took Jiang Li’s hand and placed it on his chest. "I’m not a dog. I’m yours."

Jiang Li couldn’t help but mutter a curse. ’Good grief,’ she thought. ’With that logic, I just cursed myself.’

Sitting on Jiang Li’s other side, Zhong Mufeng couldn’t take it anymore. "Seriously, you two are being way too mushy!"

It was one thing to endure Jiang Manshu’s horrific singing, but on top of that, she had to sit through Jiang Li and Shen Yanzhi’s lovey-dovey antics.

’Is there any justice left in the world!

Is there any humanity!!

Is there no decency!!!’

Hearing this, Jiang Li immediately smacked Shen Yanzhi’s hand away and shot him a look, silently warning him not to try holding her hand again.

Only then did she say, "When you get married, you’ll be just as mushy. Maybe even more than us."

"COUGH, COUGH, COUGH—"

Zhong Mufeng nearly choked to death on her own saliva.

’The mention of marriage made her inevitably think of that devastatingly handsome face. Even though she’d said such awful things to him last time, Jing Jichuan had acted as if nothing happened and just kept coming over. After that, she and Jing Jichuan became long-term partners in bed. In other words, friends with benefits. When Jing Jichuan wasn’t training, the two of them would go at it all over the house, trying every position imaginable. They’d go shopping together, buy groceries and cook together, pick out new bedding together, and even buy matching outfits, just like a couple deep in the throes of passion. But when Jing Jichuan was away for training, he would disappear completely, without a single word.’

Jiang Li blinked in confusion and handed her a glass of water. "Hey, I was just making an offhand comment. What’s with the strong reaction?"

Zhong Mufeng denied it. "I’m fine. I just choked on my spit."

Jiang Li narrowed her eyes. "Something’s off about you."

Zhong Mufeng picked up the water glass and took a sip, feigning composure. "What could possibly be off about me?"

Jiang Li leaned in closer. "You haven’t gone and gotten a boyfriend, have you?"

Zhong Mufeng shook her head like a rattle. "No, of course not."

’She didn’t have a boyfriend, that was true. Just a bed partner. And that bed partner was Jing Jichuan, who also happened to be Jiang Li’s cousin. But could she possibly let Jiang Li know about this? Putting aside the fact that Jiang Li was about to give birth, she wouldn’t have told her even if she weren’t pregnant. After all, they weren’t a couple, and she had no plans to make it serious. There was nothing to talk about.’

Jiang Li nodded thoughtfully. "I guess so. You’re so busy with work every day, you really don’t have time for a relationship."

’After all, she sometimes doesn’t even have time to come visit me. Where would she find the time to date?’

Just then, Jiang Manshu’s song ended, saving Zhong Mufeng from her predicament. "Is it my turn to spin the bottle now?"

Jiang Li nodded. "Yep."

The group kept playing Truth or Dare, while Shen Yanzhi and a few chefs handled the barbecue. The atmosphere was perfectly harmonious.

After they finished eating, Zhong Mufeng headed to a bar, while the Shen and Jiang families each returned to their respective homes.