Chapter 390: Unexpected Events: The Love of a Daughter Named Zhan Shu

In mid-June, Mrs. Fu's prenatal checkup was not going well, so Mr. Fu put down more than half of his work.

He spends most of his time with his family and is devoted to accompanying his wife and children.

And Jiang Yi, under Mr. Fu's example, was forced to stop what he was doing.

Even though she had a lot of dissatisfaction, she had nowhere to express it.

Traveling to August, midsummer.

The chirping of cicadas and birds at night became the object of Jiang Yi's thoughts.

In this noisy and noisy environment, Jiang Yi received the news of Mengyao's pregnancy.

When Mr. Fu learned about it, he clicked his tongue and said something like Wen Ziqi.

Mrs. Fu asked what this meant.

The latter leisurely informed: "Wen Ziqi is in a passive state in this relationship. An insecure person will naturally find ways to find a refuge for himself, and children are a reassurance."

When the Wen family heard the news, they were panicked.

Judging from Wen Ziqi's character, he is not an irresponsible man. On the contrary, he has a strong sense of responsibility.

The education he received since childhood and the environment in which he grew up in his youth destined him to become a very responsible man, and the Wen family naturally knew this.

So, when she learned that Mengyao was pregnant, she was confused.

It was not only the Wen family that was in chaos, but also Mengyao.

She sat on the sofa with a pregnancy test stick, and before she could react, Wen Ziqi had already announced the good news to the world.

One person is confused and the other person is happy.

Some people bent over with laughter, while others were naturally sad.

After that, Jiang Yi and Mengyao contacted each other more frequently.

Both of them were like old hens with their wings tied, unable to fly.

When we feel sympathy for each other, we can find common topics.

As for Mengyao, she had never thought about not wanting this child.

You can't fail at the same thing twice in your life.

She felt guilty and naturally needed a substitute to make up for it.

Furthermore, Wen Ziqi is not Si Bai.

This man, if she had any intention of not wanting her, he would kill her in a hundred ways.

Simply, that’s all.

A person must be grateful. She never despised her people when she was down and out. Mengyao would never do such a thing to hurt others.

In mid-August, Jiang Yi occasionally went to the company to handle some matters.

For several days, she had a vague feeling that there was an eye staring at her in the company parking lot.

When talking about this matter with Qian Xingzhi, the latter was not vague.

Various investigations, surveillance, and security checks were carried out one by one, and no suspicious persons were found.

Until early September, when her due date was approaching, Jiang Yi went to the company for the last meeting.

Wen Sirui was now in charge of her own business, and she knew everything about the company's affairs.

Jiang Yi leaving at this time would not be a embarrassment to her.

This meeting is only for senior executives.

During the four-hour meeting, Jiang Yi either sat or stood. In her third trimester of pregnancy, it was a bit difficult for her to sit or stand for a long time.

By the end of the meeting, her legs were swollen and looked a bit out of shape.

People in the conference room left one after another. Wen Sirui squatted on the ground and looked at Jiang Yi's ankle.

He raised his head and asked softly: "Shall I rub it for you?"

Even if Jiang Yi wanted to do something like this, he couldn't agree to it.

After rejecting Wen Sirui, she moved her feet.

Sitting in the conference room and chatting lightly with Wen Sirui.

The conversation between the two didn't end until Fu Xiting came to pick her up.

In the car, Jiang Yi was leaning on the back seat, and Fu Xiting's slender fingertips fell on Jiang Yi's ankles, rubbing them gently.

In the third trimester of pregnancy, I have difficulty moving.

The situation varies from day to day, thanks to Mr. Fu's patience.

There have never been any complaints in the face of various emergencies.

At night, Jiang Yi couldn't sleep, so he gently lifted the quilt and left the bedroom.

Walking slowly in the study room.

Touching my tight belly.

She held a book on pregnancy and childbirth in her hand and flipped through it casually.

In the middle of the night, Mr. Fu reached out his hand and touched it in his sleep. There was nothing next to him.

In an instant, all the blood in the man's body rushed to his head.

He first called out his intention.

Seeing no one answered in the bedroom, he opened the door barefoot and shouted loudly in the corridor, which not only alerted the servants downstairs but also shocked the people in the study.

At the same time that Jiang Yi opened the study door, the night watch servant from downstairs also came up.

Before the servant could say what's wrong, he saw the gentleman standing barefoot at the door of the study and hugged his wife.

The choking sound sounded frightened and happy in the quiet corridor at night.

It was like I had just had a dream that was lost and found.

Jiang Yi held the book in one hand and gently placed the other on his back, asking softly and gently: "What's wrong?"

Fu Xiting didn't dare to say that he had a dream and it was all an illusion.

He is like a severe mental patient who has imagined a perfect world.

Jiang Yi is the heroine in this dream.

Children are also an illusion.

But these cannot be said.

It is too cruel to let someone who is so uncomfortable in the third trimester of pregnancy comfort herself.

The man looked down at her, held her cheek and kissed her like a rare treasure: "I can't sleep."

"Well, I hope he comes out soon."

I only think about this kind of urgency when I have morning sickness.

The man kissed her forehead gently: "I'll come out when the time comes."

In the study, Mr. Fu sat on his knees with his lover in his arms, one hand around her waist, and the other on her belly, caressing her slowly.

Taking the book from her hand: "No more reading about pregnancy."

"You bought it," Mrs. Fu reminded.

The man casually pulled out a magazine from the side and handed it to her, saying calmly: "I'll just take a look at the precautions. Pregnancy is already very hard, so I'll take care of the worries."

Light laughter sounded in the study room late at night.

Mrs. Fu asked him if he had chosen a name?

Mr. Fu carried his lover to his study, placed her on a chair, and took out a piece of rice paper from the cabinet.

Seeing this, Mrs. Fu opened the inkstone box and sharpened the ink for him.

The man smiled sweetly and reached out to tap the tip of her nose.

Then he picked up his pen and wrote a sentence on the rice paper in block letters: When the crane cage is open, you will see a gentleman, and when the scroll is open, you will see the ancients.

Mrs. Fu raised her eyes and looked at Fu Xiting: "Exhibiting books?"

The latter nodded slightly.

"Quiet one's mind prolongs one's life, and does not ask for things to increase one's spirit." Mrs. Fu murmured and spoke the second half of the sentence.

Mr. Fu put down the brush in his hand and held Jiang Yi's hand: "I don't expect him to be extraordinary, I just hope he can be self-reliant and have a good attitude when encountering difficulties."

One week before the due date.

Jiang Yi received a call from Wen Sirui that there was a problem with the fire alarm system of the company building.
To be continued...