After dinner, Feng Jingche still hadn’t returned.
After finishing her prenatal education, Yu Xiyue went back to the master bedroom.
The red bedsheets, duvet covers, toothbrushes, towels, and curtains in the master bedroom had all been replaced with fresh bean green ones.
Leaning against the headboard, she sent Feng Jingche a message.
[Yu Xiyue: Coming home?]
[Feng Jingche: I can’t go back.]
[Yu Xiyue: Are you busy? Am I disturbing you? It wouldn’t be your little lover, would it~]
[Feng Jingche: Grandpa said I’m not allowed home until I dye my hair back!]
[Yu Xiyue: You’re such an obedient good child!]
[Feng Jingche: Stop being sarcastic. Do you need something?]
[Yu Xiyue: I wanted to talk to you…]
[Feng Jingche: You want to mess with my hair again, don’t you? What do you think my hair is? Your stress relief toy?]
[Feng Jingche: Don’t even think about it! No touching, no touching!]
(ˉ▽￣～) Hmph~~
That night, his warm lips had pressed against her collarbone, his voice hoarse as he whispered: “Baby, touch me~”
As if that wasn’t him at all.
She just wanted to talk to Feng Jingche about Li Linjiang and remind him to consider the risks if Li Linjiang was involved in his new movie.
Since he wasn’t coming back, she let it go.
The next day, Yu Xiyue woke up to the sound of rain. Lazily pressing the switch, she watched as the electric curtains slowly parted to both sides.
Dense raindrops hit the glass window, leaving trails of water.
Crimson maple leaves covered the ground.
Yu Xiyue stroked her pregnant belly. “Baby, Mommy’s taking you for your checkup today. You need to behave well, okay.”
She hoped the baby would be healthy.
As for Feng Jingche—whatever.
After getting dressed and going downstairs, Yu Xiyue was surprised to see Feng Jingche.
Huh?
Didn’t someone say they weren’t coming home last night?
He came back?
That pink hair was really eye-catching!
It was hard not to be drawn to it.
“Sis!”
Yu Qingsong suddenly popped up in front of her. “I’ll go to the hospital with you! I’m all prepared!”
He turned around proudly, showing off the backpack behind him.
“Why are you carrying a backpack?”
“It’s filled with bread, milk, fruit, and snacks! You can eat after your blood draw!”
It didn’t matter if her husband was unreliable.
Her brother was reliable!
“Having a brother is so wonderful!” Yu Xiyue tilted her head. “Hi, husband. Good morning.”
“I thought you didn’t see me.” Feng Jingche’s handsome face remained cold.
“Your hair is so noticeable, it’s hard to miss. Don’t worry, you’re the brightest one in our family.” Yu Xiyue was in a hurry to get to the hospital. “Bye now.”
The siblings walked ahead while Feng Jingche followed silently.
After Yu Xiyue got in the car, Feng Jingche’s long legs stepped in as well.
“You’re coming?”
“You’re going for your prenatal checkup, right? If I don’t go, Grandpa will break my legs.” Feng Jingche closed the car door and leaned back lazily. “Such long legs—what a waste if they got broken.”
Yu Xiyue’s gaze fell on his legs. “Grandpa’s just saying that. He wouldn’t have the heart.”
“Heh.”
When Feng Jingche was young and acted up, Grandpa said he wouldn’t let him eat—not even a sip of water.
For a full day and night!
That straightened him out.
Grandpa was the toughest man in the Feng family.
“You said you wanted to talk to me yesterday. It wasn’t about some fine again, was it? I won’t agree to it.”
“What a pity~ I could have paid to touch the pink hair before, but from now on, touching it would have been free!” Yu Xiyue pretended to reach for his hair with both hands, letting out a villainous “hehehe” laugh.
Feng Jingche’s dark eyes reflected Yu Xiyue’s face. Reverse…Contrast cuteness?
Oh right.
She used to be this lively and spirited back then.
During the sports festival, when she wore her school uniform and performed cheerleading, every boy in school was watching her.
Damn it!
Whose child is she carrying anyway!
Unexpectedly, a “claw” landed on her head. Yu Xiyue pretended to fuss, then gently stroked her belly and said softly, “Baby, your daddy looked so funny when he got scared just now.”
Feng Jingche had to admire Yu Xiyue.
She really knew how to go with the flow.
In her eyes, he—this stepfather—was treated just like the biological father.
She’s already brainwashing the baby while it’s still in the womb!
She’s probably hoping he’d die young so she and the child could inherit his fortune!
In your dreams!
When they reached the hospital, Feng Jingche sat coldly in the car. “I’ll wait for you here.”
While he could fully restrain the paparazzi from photographing him, the hospital was crowded.
If he got photographed by chance, his lifelong reputation would be ruined!
He could get married and have children, but he couldn’t become a stepfather!
Sigh~
For the sake of his life, he was really going all out.
Indeed, he hadn’t vomited much these past two days.
Did Yu Xiyue accidentally succeed in warding off bad luck by arranging a marriage???
After waiting for a long time, the siblings still hadn’t come down.
He secretly sneaked into the group chat.
They were still speculating about Yu Xiyue’s marriage partner.
[Brothers, insider news—Yueyue and her husband aren’t getting along and are getting divorced!]
Feng Jingche’s mind filled with question marks.
Divorce?
Since when did he know about this?
[Really? Getting divorced right after marriage? If he doesn’t want to be the fallback option, I do! The child isn’t mine, but the wife is! The first child isn’t mine, but the second will be!]
The person speaking was Zhou Sui.
[No chance for you. I heard Gu Feiran is fighting with his family to marry Yu Xiyue, and he even fired the Little Substitute by his side!]
[What’s going on? Tell us more!]
[Miss Yu told Gu Feiran that if he’s willing to marry her after she divorces, then she’ll get divorced!]
[Does Love at first sight lose to Childhood sweetheart???]
[Childhood sweethearts are touching, but Gu Feiran already found a Substitute. Anyway, I never looked for a substitute.]
[Me neither. No one compares to Yueyue. Back when I got hurt, she gave me a band-aid—so cute, so cute!]
[She used to explain math problems to me. I still remember her long eyelashes, the stray hairs falling, and the faint jasmine scent on her! What right does Gu Feiran have!!!]
Hmph.
Hah.
These brats!
Secretly coveting his wife, and being so blatant about it.
Might as well rename this group the Yu Xiyue Simp Group!
Feng Jingche put down his phone, feeling inexplicably irritated.
Theirs was just a contract—why should he be angry?
They’re even willing to be happy stepdads? Are they out of their minds?
Sick!
They’re all sick.
He had asked his grandfather that question before too.
Grandfather looked at him with contempt in his aged eyes and roared: What era is this, still so feudal!
Right.
Grandfather was right.
What era is this now.
If it’s the woman you love, what does any of that matter!
Is this how the people in the group brainwash themselves too?
Damn!
Is Yu Xiyue really planning to divorce him and be with Gu Feiran?
Well done, Yu Xiyue—feigning compliance while secretly plotting!
Yu Xiyue spent the whole morning on check-ups and returned to the car holding the ultrasound report.
Huh?
Where is he?
Yu Xiyue stared at the empty car. “Song Song, wasn’t there someone else in the car when we came here today?”
Without even bothering to pretend to look around, Yu Qingsong directly got in the car, fastened his seatbelt, and stepped on the accelerator. Only after driving off did he leisurely say, “Sis, he must have left first for some reason. After all, he’s the CEO of Feng Corporation and a big celebrity.”
That made sense.
Just as the car left the hospital, Yu Xiyue’s phone rang.