Mr. You, Please Dote On Me

“Here! Youyou, look at these cute little shoes.”

Xu Youyou went over and saw it was a pair of pink plush baby shoes.

“Come on, it’s for three-year-old kids,” Xu Youyou tapped her head helplessly.

The salesgirl giggled covering her mouth with her hand. Shiyao was embarrassed and stuck out her tongue.

“I just think it’s cute.”

“Well, let’s see something else.” Xu Youyou took Shiyao to the milk powder section.Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Shiyao looked curiously at different brands, dazzled.

“Tut, children are much happier than us,” Shiyao sighed in a whisper, shaking her head slightly.

After having read a lot of books about this at home recently, Xu Youyou knew better than Shiyao who only showed a dazed look.

Due to her poor health, her biggest wish was to give birth to two healthy babies safely. Considering that her breast milk may not be enough to feed the twins, Xu Youyou selected a lot of milk powder in advance.

“Children are breast-fed rather than bottle-fed,” said a shrill female voice.

Perplexed, Shiyao looked over and saw a dignified woman standing not far away, followed by a woman with a good shape, blushing face and lowered head. It was obvious that she spoke just now.

Shiyao rolled her eyes and tried to pull Xu Youyou away.

“Let’s go, Youyou.”

Xu Youyou stood still, as if her legs were weighted with lead.

“Youyou?”

Shiyao waved her hand in front of Xu Youyou, who went stiff with her eyes fixed on the wealthy woman.

Xu Youyou stared at the woman, as if she could not hear Shiyao’s voice at all. Shiyao dragged her aside and stroked her face.

“Never mind what they said. Milk powder is okay. I was raised on milk powder. Am I not smart?”

Xu Youyou was silent, her clean face grim and absolutely bloodless.

Xiao Qing found the shop and walked in while looking for them. Seeing Xu Youyou’s pale face, Xiao Qing thought she was not well.

“Miss Xu, are you ok?”

Xu Youyou shook her head, suddenly grasped Shiyao’s arm and said feebly.

“Let’s go… Take me away…”

“Ok, let’s go.”

Shiyao put an arm round Xu Youyou’s shoulder, and together they walked slowly to the door. As they approached the door, a voice came from behind.

“The dress looks beautiful. I’m calling Zhong Yi for his advice.”

The three of them stopped at once, and Shiyao’s head buzzed.

Xu Youyou looked worse. Her legs went numb and she almost leaned on Xiao Qing.

It seems that the woman behind said it to them on purpose. Mrs. Zhong proudly looked at the three and gave Zhong Yi a call.

Shiyao clenched her fists, realizing why Xu Youyou was different.

‘Zhong Yi’s mother is trying to irritate Youyou. Zhong Yi stays with her every day, he gets no chance to have an affair.’ Shiyao thought.

“Hi, mom.”

A familiar voice came from the phone. Shiyao turned around to smack the phone from Mrs. Zhong’s hand and onto the ground, and then she reached out and shoved the young woman.

Xu Youyou hardly breathed, her heart pounding.

“How can you beat pregnant women?”

The salesgirl first stood out and said. Mrs. Zhong quickly helped the woman up. That was her future daughter-in-law. Moreover, the girl was carrying her grandson.

Hearing the name of Shiyao, Zhong Yi called tentatively,

“Sister?”

Shiyao glanced at the phone and stomped on it.

Su Liying stood up and groaned covering her stomach. Mrs. Zhong was too panicked to touch her.

Only then did Shiyao notice the woman’s visible baby bump, which seemed at four or five months.

“Why not? You deserve more!”

Shiyao angrily pointed at Su Liying, “You ask for it. You could be anyone rather than a home-wrecker!”

When hearing this, the way the salesgirl looked at Su Liying immediately changed. No wonder the young lady was so angry. It turned out that a wife met her husband’s mistress.

Fuming, Su Liying picked up a bottle of milk powder and threw it at Shiyao.

Shiyao nimbly dodged, ‘Great. I can just take it out on her.’

Xiao Qing left Xu Youyou aside and quickly pulled Shiyao away.

“Stay away from me! They bully Youyou. I’m gonna kill them!”

Su Liying sported the baby bump and looked at Shiyao triumphantly. She didn’t believe that Shiyao dared to touch her.

Mrs. Zhong carefully stood before Su Liying and explained to the salesgirl over and over that the pregnant woman at the door was her son’s mistress, and this woman who was nearly five months pregnant was her legitimate daughter-in-law.

Once again, the look of the salesgirl changed dramatically. Xiao Qing clung to Shiyao who was agitated.

“Calm down! She is pregnant!”

“So what? She is still a home-wrecker! Youyou is getting married to Zhong Yi, why does she step in ?

Su Liying immediately looked embarrassed. “Who allows her into our house?” Mrs. Zhong shrieked. “Look at yourself, do you think you can do whatever you want with pregnancy? Too many women want to have children for our family, but Yingying is the only daughter-in-law recognized by us.”

Su Liying smiled obediently, while Shiyao pointed at Mrs. Zhong, trembling with anger.

“Pooh! Who do you think you are? Don’t be such a snob. I’m telling you, if Zhong Yi wants to marry Youyou, get down on his knees!”

“You… You!”

“What! You’ll be sorry one day. Money cannot make you different. Believe it or not, I can beat you to death with money!”

“Enough, Yaoyao. Let’s go.”

Xu Youyou shouted to Shiyao with all her strength, holding the doorknob weakly.

Dazed, Shiyao stood there still.

Mrs. Zhong stood fearlessly in front of Shiyao with her chin up. Shiyao sneered, shook Xiao Qing off, and took Xu Youyou away.

Shiyao helped her into Xiao Qing’s car at the door. As soon as she was seated, she sank in her seat, face to the window, and said nothing.

“How about going to the doctor?”

Xiao Qing asked. Xu Youyou, pregnant with twins, was full of sweat and weak, which was very frightening.

“No, I wanna go home.”

Xu Youyou murmured.

Back in the villa, Xu Youyou went straight to her room and even shut Shiyao out.

The nanny made soup and was about to take it to Xu Youyou. Shiyao took it and stood outside the door patiently persuading her .

“Youyou, may I come in?”

After getting no response, Shiyao worried about Xu Youyou and asked Xiao Qing to screw off the lock directly.

Shiyao pursed her lips and went in with the soup.

“Youyou, here comes the soup!”

Xu Youyou sat beside the bed, expressionless and silent. Shiyao quietly came up and spoke to her gently.

At that time, Zhong Yi was occupied in business with You Ze in City B, and his cell phone just ran out of power, so Xu Youyou called him several times but didn’t get through.

Shiyao glanced at Xu Youyou’s mobile phone and dared not mention what happened just now, lest it might agitate Xu Youyou. It was said that pregnant women were very sensitive, so no matter how furious Shiyao was, she would hold it back.

Shiyao fed her soup, planning how to have it out with Zhong Yi.

‘Damn it, I trusted him so much that I thought he would be faithful to Youyou after she was pregnant, but he still has so many love affairs!’