Feng Jingche held her by the waist, his nose tip touching hers, and paused.
That scream sounded so familiar.
Was he hallucinating from how sick he felt from vomiting?
“Pregnant women shouldn’t be startled,” Yu Xiyue gasped, clutching his shirt.
“Sorry.”
Though he apologized, his arms didn’t loosen their hold, his dark eyes fixed intently on her.
One second, two seconds, three seconds…
He suddenly raised a hand, as if to cover Yu Xiyue’s eyes.
Yu Xiyue naturally pushed him away and made small talk, “Is filming not going well?”
“It’s going quite smoothly.”
Aside from his physical discomfort.
Yu Xiyue sat down on the sofa. “Then what was that scene you made when you just got back?”
“You said before you wanted to visit the set. I came to pick you up.”
And incidentally test whether having her by his side would improve his condition.
“Since when are you so kind-hearted?”
No matter how Yu Xiyue looked at it, something felt fishy.
Feng Jingche would prefer she stay far away from his life.
Yet he was actively taking her to the set?
His intentions lay elsewhere.
Whatever his plans were, she’d go to the set and have some fun.
Feng Jingche settled into the armchair, loosened his tie, his eyes dark and unreadable.
He hadn’t yet shaken off that brief moment of suspicion.
“Feng Jingche, did you know Li Linjiang’s wife is preparing to file for divorce?”
She changed topics quickly.
“Didn’t know. Divorce doesn’t affect filming.”
“Divorce might not, but what about infidelity? A mistress! My sincere advice is not to cast him. If it blows up, it could harm your film.”
Yu Xiyue suggested it would be best if the couple could settle privately.
That would be better for everyone.
Right now, Li Linjiang was deliberately giving Shan Lingfei the cold shoulder, refusing to meet or answer her calls.
He thought that after all these years of weathering hardships together, Shan Lingfei wouldn’t air their dirty laundry in public or ruin him.
Otherwise, their two children would never be able to hold their heads high.
He believed that by controlling the children, he controlled Shan Lingfei.
“Infidelity? Impossible, they’re so loving!”
Feng Jingche’s attention was instantly diverted. “How could my mentor possibly cheat? Yu Xiyue, where did you hear this?”
Yu Xiyue smiled faintly. “His wife consulted me.”
It was just a consultation for now; she hadn’t decided to sue yet.
Feng Jingche’s worldview shattered.
In his eyes, Li Linjiang was a devoted husband, a good father, and highly respected in the entertainment industry.
Almost a perfect man.
And he cheated?
Yu Xiyue had no reason to lie, so it was true?
Feng Jingche’s composure cracked.
He was on the verge of breaking down!
Yu Xiyue walked over, gently patted his shoulder, and took the chance to ruffle his long-unseen pink hair!
Wow!
It still felt so soft.
His hair quality was just too good.
In his distraught state, Feng Jingche let her tousle it, gradually burying his head against her.
How could he cheat?
He even called his wife on set sometimes.
But “wife” in his contacts might not actually be his wife!
“Good boy, it’s okay, it’s okay. Don’t learn from him. He’s rotten at heart—cheating is wrong. In the entertainment industry, cheating ruins you!” Yu Xiyue comforted him gently. “You’re a good boy.”
Feng Jingche was in the middle of his grief when he suddenly felt something was off.
Yu Xiyue’s tone—was she talking to a kindergarten kid?
“I… I’m not that broken up about it.” Feng Jingche looked up, “I’m just a little sad.”
Yu Xiyue quietly shook off the pink hair between her fingers, “Mm, I understand. Let me comfort you then, it won’t count as you breaking the contract.”
Feng Jingche’s voice choked slightly, “Then can I hug you…”
“Of course!”
Yu Xiyue settled comfortably on his lap, “Baby, do you miss Daddy’s scent? Daddy’s back now, let him touch you.”
Feng Jingche’s palm rested against her pregnant belly.
Insane!
Yu Xiyue said it and he just did it?
Why is he so obedient?
“Do you want to listen to the baby’s heartbeat?”
There’s such a thing?
The device was right on the coffee table, within Feng Jingche’s reach.
Feng Jingche held the device but didn’t know how to use it.
Yu Xiyue lifted her shirt, applied ultrasound gel to her belly, then slowly moved the probe around until the fetal monitor displayed green heart shapes with the baby’s heartbeat.
So amazing!
“The baby’s heartbeat is that fast?”
Over 150 beats per minute!
“That’s normal. The baby’s heart function is still developing, so it needs to beat faster to ensure proper blood circulation and oxygen supply.” Yu Xiyue leaned comfortably against his chest.
Feng Jingche, when you learn the truth later, you can’t blame me.
I’m letting you experience everything you should during pregnancy.
“You used to be quite thin, right?”
Feng Jingche gently pulled down her shirt, “Pregnancy must be so hard.”
“My husband is so considerate of me~” Yu Xiyue moved closer, her soft lips lightly brushing his cheek, “Then will you help me apply essential oil later? I don’t want stretch marks on my belly.”
“Me, me?”
“You don’t want to? But you’re my only husband. If only I had two husbands – one to go out and earn money, one to stay home with me.” Yu Xiyue stroked her belly, “Baby, if your other father were still here, he would definitely help me…”
He’d never seen such a shameless woman.
Was it because she was beautiful that she dared to be so bold?
Or because she had Grandpa’s support that she dared to mess with him?
“My work keeps me busy, I’m not home every day.”
“Can you help me when you are home?”
“Fine! Fine!” Feng Jingche gritted his teeth in frustration, “Yu Xiyue, I regret to inform you that you can only have me as your husband.”
Hehe.
One is fine then.
If there really were two, this story wouldn’t be allowed here!
Yu Xiyue sighed, “This husband isn’t much use anyway – won’t even kiss me.”
“Yu Xiyue, the prenuptial agreement!”
“Is it because of the prenuptial agreement, or because there’s someone else in your heart?” Yu Xiyue teased him deliberately, “Grandpa told me you’ve never been in a relationship, though many girls have pursued you. Husband, you’re too popular – I don’t feel secure.”
They had a contract!
Why would she need to feel secure?
“Don’t worry, I keep myself pure.”
“Re…ally?” Yu Xiyue drew out the word, “Husband, you’re not still a virgin, are you?”
“I am NOT!!!”
He wasn’t.
He really wasn’t!
Feng Jingche’s ears turned red.
“Pregnant women are different – having been through it, you dare say anything, don’t you?” Feng Jingche picked her up.
Yu Xiyue naturally wrapped her arms around his neck, “If you’re not a virgin, you’ve been through it too. Why are you embarrassed? How was it with others?”
“Yu Xiyue, that’s not something you should ask about.”
Are you really not?
That night, he hadn’t performed well initially, yet later insisted on asking whether she felt comfortable.
When she refused to answer, he grew displeased.
Feng Jingche didn’t even recognize her voice—likely because he’d been drinking that evening and had overused his vocal cords, leaving his speech slightly hoarse and breathless.
It sounded exceptionally seductive and alluring.
Feng Jingche placed her on the bed and warned her sternly, “I won’t pry into your affairs, and you stay out of mine.”