Feng Jingche actually called her “wife.”
What happened after she fell asleep? What kind of shock did Feng Jingche experience?
Yu Xiyue propped herself up using his arm. “Yay, baby! We get to see where Daddy works! Let’s see how handsome your daddy looks when he’s filming.”
Feng Jingche couldn’t shake the feeling that Yu Xiyue was brainwashing him.
“Daddy” this, “Daddy” that—she kept saying it over and over.
He was almost starting to believe the role himself.
It felt like he really was the baby’s father.
She’s quite cunning.
They exited through the VIP passage, got directly into the car, and didn’t encounter any fans along the way.
Perfect.
In her current state, she really didn’t want to run into any of Feng Jingche’s fans.
After another hour’s drive, they arrived at the hotel.
“I’m so hungry…”
“Feng Jingche, I’m so hungry…”
In the elevator, Yu Xiyue grabbed his arm. “I’m so hungry I could eat a whole cow!”
“Later, I’ll get you a cow. If you can’t finish it, you’re not allowed to tease me anymore.”
Was it necessary to take it to such extremes?
She wanted to tease him.
“You’re trying to rob me of my joy, you villain.”
Why was she so adorable even when scolding him?
Villain!
You’re a villain!
Feng Jingche, you villain!
Haha!
Feng Jingche was inwardly ecstatic. Her arm linked with his felt completely natural. “So your only joy is teasing me? Can’t you find any other hobbies?”
Yu Xiyue thought for a moment. “Handling lawsuits. Going to court.”
“You should take it easy for now. Your health is what matters. If you want to work, there will be plenty of opportunities later.” Feng Jingche didn’t approve of her exerting herself at a time like this.
That matter with Li Linjiang and his wife was buried deep—Li Linjiang wouldn’t give in easily.
Yu Xiyue asked again, “Do you want to hire me as the company’s legal consultant?”
“No, the company already has a legal department.”
“Your legal department is missing someone like me.”
“Do you like me that much? You want to see me at home, and you want to see me at the company too?” Feng Jingche acted as if he couldn’t handle how clingy she was, all while carefully guiding her out of the elevator.
“You need to learn to be independent. Being married doesn’t mean two people have to stick together 24/7. Besides, our relationship isn’t that deep yet. Even couples need personal space, understand?”
Yu Xiyue laughed. “Who was it that brought his wife along to work? Is his surname Feng? Is his name Feng Jingche? Is he the Feng Jingche who just won the Best Actor award? Do his fans know he brings his wife along when he goes out to film? And he even brings her when she’s pregnant?”
Feng Jingche really wanted to cover her mouth but felt too embarrassed to actually do it. Instead, he simply picked her up and hurried toward the suite.
Yu Xiyue’s four suitcases had already been delivered.
Yu Xiyue wrapped her arms around his neck. “Are you going to unpack, or should we have someone else do it?”
“Me?”
“Alright then, you unpack.”
“That was a rhetorical question! Me, unpack? How could I possibly unpack?” Feng Jingche set her down on the sofa.
If she didn’t let go, he couldn’t stand up. “Who’s the clingy one here, huh?”
He just couldn’t let Yu Xiyue touch him.
This woman was craving his body.
If she weren’t pregnant, it would be one thing, but a pregnant woman still tempting him?
She’d stir up desire and then take no responsibility.
So wicked!
“I’m so hungry I could bite you. Your neck looks pretty tasty…” Yu Xiyue opened her mouth and leaned toward his neck like a vampire.
That night, someone had left plenty of hickeys on her!
Now, Feng Jingche was dodging left and right.
How boring.
Yu Xiyue stopped teasing him and patted her belly, complaining, “Baby, your daddy is starving us…”
“I am not!”
Feng Jingche had already made arrangements on the way.
The food should be arriving soon.
The doorbell rang.
Feng Jingche went to answer it. A hotel server pushed a food cart in, eyes straight ahead, placed lunch on the dining table, and quickly left.
“Come eat.”
“Thank you, hubby!”
Since they were by the coast, the seafood was fresh and plentiful.
Steamed assorted seafood, stir-fried squid with scallions, abalone and chicken wing pot, braised chicken with chestnuts, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, and egg-fried rice.
Was there nothing spicy at all?
“I want something spicy for dinner.” Yu Xiyue started ordering as soon as she sat down.
“Okay.”
“Will you eat with me then?”
“Do you want me to keep you company?”
“The baby does.” Yu Xiyue pointed at her belly. “The baby wants Daddy to join!”
“Yu Xiyue, stop using the baby as an excuse all the time.”
Would the baby even acknowledge him as a stepfather?
Feng Jingche placed the peeled shrimp into the small bowl in front of her. “I’m very busy with work. We have to keep up with the filming schedule.”
Yu Xiyue said lightly, “It’s fine. I can entertain myself. You just focus on not throwing up.”
She probably wouldn’t be throwing up much longer.
Usually, morning sickness doesn’t last until the end of the pregnancy.
“The shrimp my hubby peeled tastes great. I want more. Keep peeling.”
Feng Jingche’s disposable gloves were still on. Fine, he’d peel.
How could he not peel?
The young lady who never lifted a finger before marriage, who had a personal attendant at home specifically peeling shrimp for her, now had none after marriage. The sense of disparity was too strong.
How could he argue with a pregnant woman?
Absolutely not.
After the meal, Feng Jingche called for the hotel’s tidying service to unpack Yu Xiyue’s luggage.
He hadn’t planned on her staying long, yet she brought four suitcases.
He was staying in a presidential suite with two bedrooms, a study, a living room, two bathrooms, a large balcony with floor-to-ceiling windows, and even a small kitchen.
As soon as Yu Xiyue arrived, her belongings moved into the master bedroom. Her colorful clothes and dresses hung beside his.
Those pregnancy books and law books were placed on his desk.
Even the room’s fragrance had changed to a light jasmine scent.
His territory had been invaded by Yu Xiyue.
Yu Xiyue felt sleepy as soon as she was full. “I’m going to sleep.”
“What, you want me to join you?”
Yu Xiyue sat at the foot of the bed, smiling. “Yeah!”
Why was she sleeping all day?
Pregnant women tend to be sleepy, but she was sleeping way too much.
“Since you insist so strongly, I’ll stay with you for a while.”
What?
She was just teasing Feng Jingche.
She didn’t expect him to actually agree.
Now she was in a tricky situation.
After changing into her pajamas, Yu Xiyue obediently slipped under the covers.
The previous white bedsheets had been replaced with warm yellow ones.
The pattern was simple, with just a cluster of flowers embroidered at the foot of the bed.
Actually, Feng Jingche didn’t like those black, white, and gray bedsheets either, but he was a man, a domineering CEO—too embarrassed to pick gentle, fresh-looking sheets himself.
Now that he had a wife, he could sleep on the sheets she chose.
Just looking at them made him feel like he could sleep well.
Maybe even have sweet dreams.
Last night, he slept in the guest room. Today, they were sharing a bed.
Yu Xiyue lay on her side, while Feng Jingche faced her, constantly feeling like Yu Xiyue was about to start groping his abs.
He turned over, his back to Yu Xiyue.
Yu Xiyue: ￣へ￣
If you’re going to be like this, Feng Jingche, don’t you dare regret it later.
Feng Jingche didn’t have the habit of taking naps, but now, as he replied to a few messages on his phone, he unexpectedly started feeling drowsy.
He’d been infected by Yu Xiyue!
He put down his phone, but then the doorbell rang.