Wen Hui didn’t speak, or rather, she deliberately didn’t respond to his words.
She simply looked at him, waiting for him to speak again.
This was her way of demanding a promise from him, an attitude.
Regardless of whether the promise would be kept or the attitude was merely perfunctory.
But at this moment, she wanted it.
Fu Yanshen had no choice but to speak up and state his position. “Ning Shu is my wife. I will fulfill my responsibilities.”
Only then did Wen Hui say, “Mm.”
Wen Hui turned and continued walking, with Fu Yanshen following behind. After a moment of silence, he asked, “Are you sure?”
Wen Hui replied, “I’m guessing.”
Fu Yanshen was instantly speechless. Was this just an excuse Wen Hui had come up with to reprimand him?
Still, this was the first time Wen Hui had reprimanded him like this.
Fu Yanshen’s expression darkened.
But Wen Hui added, “You two are husband and wife. You should know this better than I do.”
Hearing this, Fu Yanshen’s expression grew even more unpleasant, but he only said, “Mm.”
The two fell silent again, leaving only the sound of footsteps echoing in the corridor.
Fu Yanshen, however, was lost in thought. When could it have been?
Could it be?
His thoughts drifted further back.
Over a month ago, he and Ning Shu had indeed… been intimate.
Ning Shu had clung to him like a kitten, refusing to let go no matter how he tried to push her away.
So… was it that time?
Fu Yanshen frowned.
But then he suddenly remembered that Wen Hui was only guessing. Perhaps Ning Shu was genuinely ill.
If she were really pregnant, why wouldn’t Ning Shu say anything? Why would she throw a tantrum instead?
Given Ning Shu’s personality, if she were truly pregnant with his child, she would have “announced it to the world” and even thrown a grand banquet.
So, it probably wasn’t the case?
Fu Yanshen breathed a sigh of relief.
Ning Shu was growing impatient from waiting and couldn’t help but stand up just as she saw the two of them approaching.
Wen Hui spoke first, “You two should head home now. Be careful on the road.”
Ning Shu nodded but couldn’t help glancing at Fu Yanshen.
Fu Yanshen’s face was expressionless, cold and unreadable.
Yet… he caught her gaze and stared back at her intently.
Ning Shu averted her eyes and walked away.
Fu Yanshen followed.
The two left the main hall and headed toward the parking area.
Though they walked side by side, there was a noticeable distance between them.
Not a single word was exchanged until they got into the car.
Fu Yanshen was naturally a man of few words, and if Ning Shu didn’t initiate conversation, he had even less to say.
The drive home was filled with a deathly silence.
After Fu Yanshen parked the car, Ning Shu unbuckled her seatbelt and opened the door, ready to get out.
Unexpectedly, Fu Yanshen suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.
Ning Shu was startled, but what was even more frightening was the uncontrollable expectation and excitement that habitually surged within her.
Ning Shu frowned slightly and turned her gaze toward him, the man she had loved for so many years.
Fu Yanshen didn’t speak, but his eyes were cold.
The flicker of hope in Ning Shu’s heart was forced to cool once again, and she grew cold herself. “What is it?” she asked.
Fu Yanshen stared at her. “Mom said you’re pregnant.”
Ning Shu’s pupils contracted in shock.
Had Wen Hui guessed?
Were experienced people really that perceptive?
Ning Shu opened her mouth, about to speak, but Fu Yanshen spoke again, “Didn’t you take the pill last time?”
His eyes were filled with coldness, doubt, and dissatisfaction.
This shattered the word “yes” that had already risen to Ning Shu’s lips.
Ning Shu pulled her hand away and averted her gaze, unable to look at his face.
The face she knew so well, the one she had loved so deeply, etched in her heart for so many years.
A moment later, Ning Shu said coldly, “I took it.”
Now it was Fu Yanshen’s turn to fall silent.
But even without looking at him, Ning Shu could sense that he seemed to have let out a sigh of relief.
Now she understood—Fu Yanshen’s words had been a bluff.
If Wen Hui had really said that and been so certain, the two of them wouldn’t still be sitting in the car discussing this.
Ning Shu gave a faint, bitter laugh. So, the husband she deeply loved never wanted her to get pregnant in the first place!
When they first got married, Fu Yanshen refused to share a room with her.
It was she who persisted, giving her all, swallowing her temper and pride.
She pulled out her own thorns, becoming gentle and submissive in every way.
Little by little, she changed Fu Yanshen’s attitude toward her.
Later, when Fu Yanshen drank too much at a work event, she took care of him, and they ended up sleeping together.
After that, Fu Yanshen seemed to adopt a “what’s done is done” attitude, and only then did they begin their marital life.
It wasn’t frequent, but it did happen.
Sometimes she took the initiative, and sometimes… perhaps he wanted it himself.
On this point, Tang Yue’ai had once said: For men, having sex and loving you are two completely unrelated things. The main point is, even if the clothes come off, does it really mean they’re checking the luminous watch?
So, Fu Yanshen would ask her to take the pill, bluntly stating he didn’t want children.
Ning Shu herself felt their relationship was still developing, so she hadn’t planned on having one either.
Last time… was an accident.
He Lanqiu had privately approached her, saying she desperately wanted a grandchild, which had stirred something in Ning Shu’s heart.
So… she hesitated, struggled, and in the end, didn’t take the pill.
Later, she thought, just once probably wouldn’t matter.
Who knew it would actually happen…
Ning Shu sat there, silent, not getting out of the car, not moving a muscle, like a statue.
Seeing her like this, Fu Yanshen didn’t move either.
The atmosphere in the car seemed frozen.
Ning Shu felt her blood run cold. She should have known long ago—Fu Yanshen didn’t want a child, especially not one with her…
The pain in her heart was indescribable. She ached for the little life inside her, no bigger than a grain of rice, already rejected by its own father…
She never imagined her pregnancy would happen at such an unfortunate time.
She hadn’t even considered that Fu Yanshen would still hold this attitude toward a child.
Her affection for Fu Yanshen was like a fan’s adoration for a celebrity.
Obsessive, intense, somewhat uncontrollable, and even harder to quit.
In the past, Fu Yanshen was indeed a star—nationally recognized as both a talented actor and a visual icon, a triple-crown film award winner.
Later, he founded his own film and television company, expanding it step by step to build his business empire.
He had long since moved from the spotlight to behind the scenes.
Yet his aura remained, immensely attractive to her.
But Ning Shu wondered, what if Fang Chen’s sudden accident hadn’t happened?
Without that accident, and without having to take care of Meng Xuan, would Fu Yanshen have felt even a hint of joy upon learning she was pregnant?
At this thought, Ning Shu took a shallow breath and turned her gaze to Fu Yanshen’s cold, stern profile. “What if I am pregnant?” she asked.
Hearing this, Fu Yanshen immediately turned to look at her, seemingly in disbelief.
But he said nothing, his expression complex.
Ning Shu looked at him, her eyes inevitably reddening, the tip of her nose tinged pink, radiating a fragile beauty.
Ning Shu was exceptionally beautiful, renowned in their circles as the “Red Rose of the Capital.”
Jet-black hair, crimson lips, and creamy skin, with a cascade of thick, dark hair flowing down to her waist—so beautiful it was almost intimidating to look directly at her. Her tearful, stubborn expression tugged at the heartstrings even more.
Fu Yanshen’s lips moved slightly, and it took him several seconds to speak. “Why didn’t you take it? Did you forget? Or… was it intentional? Do you… want a child?”
His tone was heavy, as if reason and the last shred of emotion were tearing him apart.
Logically, he knew he had little affection for Ning Shu.
But emotionally, he was Ning Shu’s husband, and he… had a responsibility.
A tear fell from Ning Shu’s eye. “If you don’t want one, why didn’t you use protection? Why only demand that I take the pill?”
This was something Ning Shu had never dared to ask before.
Fu Yanshen didn’t know whether he felt guilty from the question or simply irritated.
He impatiently averted his gaze, licked his lips, and seemed about to say something but ultimately remained silent.