Reborn as a Weak Beauty Pampered by All Chapter 1753: Why Are You Worrying About This?

Chapter 1753: Chapter 1321: Why Are You Worrying About This?

“Got it!”

Tangyuan and Guoguo responded in their childish voices.

Bun: “Mom said it, I’ll remember.”

…

After their bath, the three little ones were already in bed, and the rest of the household had gradually turned in as well. Ming Wei quietly slipped over to Kang Li’s room to sleep with her.

“Mom, I’m sleeping with you tonight.”

She knocked and, seeing Kang Li, Ming Wei giggled as she spoke.

“Come in then.”

Kang Li gently opened the door wider, and after Ming Wei entered, she closed it again.

They got in bed and lay side by side together.

“Mom, I think Lady Feng is eyeing my second brother.”

“So what? Your second brother’s not a kid anymore, he won’t let Lady Feng manipulate him or do things he doesn’t want. Besides, you’ve got Mom and Dad here—we won’t let anything happen to your second brother.”

“Mom, I bet she wants my second brother to help her fight for the inheritance.”

“Aren’t you overthinking this?”

“I’m not overthinking it. Mom, think about it—Lady Feng’s husband has a daughter, and once he’s gone, most of their inheritance will probably end up in her stepdaughter’s hands.”

“Why are you worrying about this?”

“I’m not trying to worry, it’s just that Lady Feng suddenly gave us gifts, and something about her behavior screams that she’s up to no good.”

“No one does something for nothing—maybe Lady Feng really is that kind of person. But we just need to mind our own business. Let others do whatever they want, don’t waste your thoughts on all that nonsense.”

“Don’t worry, Mom, I don’t want to end up punished standing by the wall or writing a ten-thousand-word self-critique. But if Lady Feng keeps popping up like some buzzing fly in front of us, it’s really annoying.”

“Weiwei, whatever the case, Lady Feng is your birth mother. As long as she doesn’t hurt you, we can afford to be a bit generous.”

“Mom! She’s not pure-hearted, she wants to snatch Second Brother away from you!”

Ming Wei sounded a little anxious, turning to face Kang Li as she lay on her side: “With that Han Qian in the Han Family, if my second brother really gets snatched over there, his life for sure won’t be easy!”

“So do you think your second brother can be snatched away?”

Kang Li laughed and asked.

“No.”

Ming Wei answered.

“Since you know he can’t, why worry about him? Besides, from a legal standpoint, what Lady Feng did years ago—leaving you all behind—is pretty much abandonment. And you kids have always been on our household registration, it’s not like Lady Feng can just snatch you away. Even if she goes to court, the odds aren’t in her favor.”

Having kids and then leaving them, even though Luo Yanqing and Min Rui and their siblings aren’t biologically related, raising them for more than ten years—it’s not hard to imagine how the law would rule.

Plus, Lady Feng faked her death to escape back then, got her household registration canceled by the Feng Family, so legally she’s basically “dead.” Even if she’s “alive” again nowadays, as a Feng Family daughter, Min Rui’s siblings’ mother, and Luo Yanqing’s first wife, she’s still a “dead person.”

Not to mention, Min Rui and siblings are nearly adults now—not little kids. If things really get taken to court, the judge will definitely ask them what they want.

See if they want to go back to their birth parents or keep living as they are now.

All in all, Kang Li felt—no matter what, her kids weren’t about to be snatched away so easily.

And she wasn’t about to let anyone come in and pick the fruit, either!

Ming Wei genuinely loved Kang Li as her mom—she knew Kang Li was her stepmother, but she’d adored her since she was little. Now Ming Wei was blossoming into a beautiful teenager, and Kang Li’s looks hadn’t changed much since eighteen or nineteen, except her temperament had matured. So when the two went out together, plenty of people thought they were sisters, not mother and daughter.

To Ming Wei, Kang Li was not just a mother, but also teacher and friend—so here she was, gossiping with Kang Li about the feelings and secrets of her birth mother, Feng Lu.

“Mom, why do you think Lady Feng pulled that ‘fake death escape’ stunt? If she didn’t love Dad, why marry him? And who’s the man she really liked, Mom, do you know him?”

Ming Wei sure didn’t think Feng Lu and Han Bin were true love—if they were, why would they have paired up before either was married?

“Grown-ups’ stuff is complicated; you’re still young, even if I told you, you wouldn’t get it.”

Kang Li brushed her off—she didn’t like talking behind people’s backs, plus, Feng Lu marrying Luo Yanqing involved her eldest son. As a mother, she didn’t want her boy to lose face, especially in front of her own daughter.

“I’m already fifteen, not that young,”

Ming Wei’s eyes shone with curiosity: “Mom, just tell me!”

Kang Li: “Idle chatter shouldn’t be about other people’s faults.”

“I’m not gossiping about faults, I just want to know why she married Dad. Mom, think about it—if Lady Feng loved Dad, why have a different man’s kid as my big brother, and me and second brother too? On the flip side, if she didn’t love Dad, why marry him?”

After Ming Wei spoke, Kang Li stayed silent.

“Could it be that the man Lady Feng loved married some other woman, so in a moment of impulse, she decided to marry Dad? But Dad’s got a good job, good looks—faced with such a good man, did she really not feel anything?”

Ming Wei rolled her eyes, pondering.

Kang Li wanted to say: Your birth mother was hardly acting on impulse.

But instead, out of her mouth came: “Did Lady Feng ever tell you anything? Like some stories from her past?”

“I can’t even be bothered to listen to her,”

All she knew was Lady Feng only cared about giving her and second brother money and a house—as for anything else she might have said, Ming Wei was feeling stubborn and didn’t bother to listen to her ramble on.

For some unknown reason, the image of Xiao Shen suddenly popped into Ming Wei’s mind—Ron’s real dad. She followed up, “Mom, do you think Uncle Xiao Shen looks like Dad?”

When she said that, Kang Li was immediately stunned.

Ming Wei’s long, curly lashes quivered like crow’s feathers, and she stared intently at Kang Li as she asked, “Mom, is your reaction because you think he’s similar? Or not?”

“He doesn’t look like him, just… their vibe is kind of similar.”

Hearing this, Ming Wei laughed, “Mom’s spot on, but I actually think Uncle Xiao Shen’s eyes and brows look a lot like Dad’s too!”

“I never noticed,”

Kang Li said as she patted Ming Wei’s head, “Sleep now, or you’ll be lazy getting up tomorrow morning.”

Ming Wei stuck out her tongue and said playfully, “I’m really chatty tonight, Mom—don’t get annoyed with me!”

“I won’t.”

Kang Li smiled.

Ming Wei closed her eyes: “Good night, Mom!”

“Good night.”

Kang Li rolled over, lay on her back, and reached out to turn off the bedside lamp.

Feng Lu—she’d thought was just a hopeless romantic, but Kang Li realized she’d totally underestimated her—she wasn’t just lovesick, she was downright promiscuous!