Pregnant Before the Royal Marriage

Chapter 229: Sisters

Translator: 549690339

“Why?”

“If it were you, could you bear to see your child being harmed by a woman, and let them be together? I too am a mother. If this happened to Wenzan, I would certainly refuse.”

“My mom wouldn’t be as petty as you.”

“Who are you calling petty?”

“Whoever loses their cool is the petty one.” Wenren Zong teased her.

“Me petty? I’m just worried for you.”

“I know.” Wenren Zong raised his hand to stroke her cheek lightly, smiling, “Seeing you so worried about me, I think it’s worth getting hurt.”

“You silly.”

Jiang Ning offered him a bowl, “It’s cooled down, just drink like this. Drink it all at once to avoid the bitterness.”

“That’s what I was thinking too, but I didn’t want to refuse when you tried to feed me.” He grinned as he took the bowl from her.

Jiang Ning glared at him.

At this moment, Jiang Yi rushed in, exclaiming, “My oh my.”

Jiang Ning turned to him, “Third Brother, what are you talking about?”

“It’s terrible!” Jiang Yi exclaimed dramatically, “Ningning, you should hide. The Wenren Family is coming!”

Wenren Zong laughed, “My family is here, why should Ningning hide?”

Jiang Ning replied, “Don’t you get it? He means that someone from your family is coming to settle scores.”

Wenren Zong chuckled, “That’s not possible.”

“Your grandmother, your aunts, daughter, and young ladies, they’re all here. A load of them.” Jiang Yi shook his head, “I can’t stand so many women crying and shouting. I’ll just hide. Seventh Sister, come with me. If you stay here, they’ll probably scratch your face.”

“Look at you, exaggerating.”

“Do you realize, he is the jewel in the Wenren Family’s crown? In their eyes now, you are nothing but a femme fatale. If they don’t scratch you then who would they scratch? If they scratch your pretty face, mom and dad will kill me. Come with me now!”

As he spoke, he began to push Jiang Ning’s wheelchair.

Just as they reached the door, they were blocked by a swarm of women.

Leading them was Madam Wenren, followed by more than a dozen women, young and old alike, every one of them gorgeous and distinctive.

Jiang Ning recognised a few of them; some were the daughters-in-law of the Wenren Family, some were Wenren Zong’s sisters, and others were his nieces.

Madam Wenren was fertile, and after giving birth to seven or eight daughters, she finally had Wenren Zong, the youngest.”

Naturally, his sisters treated him like a treasure.

It wasn’t surprising.

Looking at the large crowd, Jiang Ning almost blacked out.

Jiang Yi subconsciously shielded his younger sister.

“Where’s Thirteen?”

To their surprise, the Wenren Family women ignored the siblings.

They rushed straight to the bedside.

“Thirteen, how did you get hurt?” His Eldest Sister was so heartbroken she reached to touch his forehead.

“His little face is pale. Oh dear.” Second Sister sighed loudly.

“Who’s the rat bastard who dared to lay a hand on Thirteen?” Third Sister was all fire and brimstone.

The sisters surrounded Wenren Zong, all flooding him with their concern and care.

“Have you had enough?” Madam Wenren called out coldly, “Annoyingly loud!”

Her daughters immediately fell silent and moved to make way.

Madam Wenren discontentedly said, “I really didn’t want to bring you all out. Once gathered, all you do is jabber, and it’s annoying. Thirteen isn’t dead. What’s all the fuss about?”

She sat down by the bed, staring at her son’s face: “What happened?”

“It’s nothing, just a little misunderstanding with somebody.”

“Misunderstanding?” Madam Wenren frowned, “You’ve become too weak. I told you to train harder, but you are insistent on studying.. Look at you now! If you don’t practice martial arts, you can’t even protect your woman from others!”