She Got Pregnant After a One Night Stand with a Werewolf

Chapter 118

Chapter 118

"A common relationship... what kind of relationship is that?" Cyan Tail was bewildered for a moment, stunned.

Black Tail's pupils dilated, then slowly lowered.

"What common relationship..." Yellow Tail murmured in a daze.

Green Tail clenched his hands by his sides, and let out a sigh: "A common relationship means we don't even have the qualification to be disliked. We are irrelevant existences to each other."

"How could it be..." Yellow Tail opened his eyes wide, looking at Shang Xi urgently: "Shang Xi, is this what you mean? We can't even be considered friends?"

Cyan Tail also spoke urgently: "Shang Xi, is that true?"

As these words fell, the air fell silent.

Shang Xi was quiet for a second, then put on a slight smile: "You are members of the Gu Wen tribe. Thank you for taking care of my son and me for the past six months. Thank you for liking Baby Shang and playing with him."

This answer did not make any of the wolfkin show a smile.

Shang Xi did not want to stay any longer. She held her silent son's hand and went downstairs, saying goodbye as usual with a smiling tone.

She still had to take those two bags of clothes and toys back to her home.

The mother and son's figures disappeared from the hall. After a while, the sound of a car starting could be heard, and then they left.

In the hall, the wolf pack remained motionless, maintaining the same postures as before, like rigid sculptures.

Cyan Tail had a dazed expression: "It can't be... It can't be... So we're not even friends?"

"I always thought we were very good friends, but it turns out... we're not..." Yellow Tail finished with a sobbing tone, then slowly walked upstairs, his back looking dejected and powerless.

"Well, we did hurt them first, so how could we still be friends."

"Hey, Knife Scar Face Uncle, I want to drink too."

"Me too..."

Cang Ling took a sip of alcohol and said indifferently: "No, don't go crazy. We'll talk about it again in three days."

If they drank now, they would howl and make noise all night, and might even go and disturb Shang Xi while intoxicated.

"Why can you drink, but we can't?"

Cang Ling gave a cold laugh: "Because I don't go crazy when I drink."

Cyan Tail was dissatisfied: "How do you know we'll go crazy if we've never drank before? Maybe I'll be as calm as you, Uncle, and just sleep on the couch after drinking."

"Shut up, you bunch of brats!" Cang Ling said impatiently. "That's because you've never drank before, so you'll go crazy! Do you think my current alcohol tolerance came easily?"

"Wolfkin who have never drank alcohol before are like little chicks when they first drink - they just make a lot of noise!"

"Ah, so when did you learn to drink alcohol, Uncle?"

"I heard you left the mountain very early too, Uncle? Like when you were fifteen? Did you start drinking then?"

Seeing Cang Ling's silence, that was a tacit confirmation.

"What? You really had human alcohol from that young age?"

"So did you go crazy too back then, Uncle? Like a little chick making noise..."

"Enough!" Cang Ling cut off their discussion. "You know nothing, but talk too much." He stood up, too lazy to entertain them further, and went upstairs to his room.

Cyan Tail lowered his eyes and snorted: "Hmph, why is the uncle so fierce? It's fine if he doesn't comfort us, but he won't even let us drink."

"Last time the fallen wolfkin entered Nanfeng Courtyard, did you all see Uncle's pure wolf form? It was a single solid color, pure brown, and very large. So handsome. It was the first time I saw his pure wolf form."

"I heard that Uncle's pack has a high status in the snowy mountains. When he was young, he had a very bad temper, was competitive, and would get angry easily. He loved fighting and didn't get along with his packmates, so he left the mountain at fifteen and never went back."

"Ah, I can't believe Uncle used to be so violent! Five years ago when I came to Nanfeng Courtyard, he was already cooking in the kitchen."

"Yeah, so many things have happened without us realizing it. Shang Xi and the cub are leaving too."

"We're not even friends, so we have no right to try and stop them..."

As he said this, the atmosphere became heavy again.

The sky was gloomy, thick clouds covering it like a large lid. The normally vibrant and luxurious Nanfeng Courtyard estate looked rather dim under the lack of sunlight.

After a while, a drizzle started outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

On the other side, Shang Xi was driving, with Baby Shang sitting in a child seat in the back. The rhythmic and lively Song of Wolves was playing in the car.

Baby Shang swung his little legs, looking at the scenery outside.

Then, a raindrop landed on the tip of his nose.

"Mom, it's raining!"

Shang Xi smiled and responded with a slight nod: "It really is raining. We'll be home in a little while."

At the red light, Shang Xi slowly stopped the car and asked: "Baby, do you want to close the window?"

"Wait a moment, Mom." Baby Shang stretched out his little hand, watching the raindrops fall into his palm, feeling a slight coolness. He watched the continuous stream of raindrops falling into his palm, pursed his little lips, and said softly: "Mom, Dad..." He opened his mouth halfway, then suddenly stopped.

Shang Xi didn't understand: "Baby, what did you say?"

Baby Shang lowered his eyes, rolled up the window, and flashed an adorable smile at Shang Xi, shaking his head: "Mom, it's nothing."

"Are you hungry? When we get home and tidy up, shall we go for a big meal?"

"Yeah!" Baby Shang nodded vigorously, his tuft of fur bobbing: "As long as I'm with you, Mom, it's all good."

Shang Xi gripped the steering wheel tightly. She didn't know what she was thinking about, but she still pretended not to know anything and responded with a smile: "Thank you, baby."