The busy days flew by in the blink of an eye, and suddenly it was December. As seasons changed, after enduring the unbearable summer heat and experiencing autumn’s departure and winter’s arrival, the capital was now surrounded by deep winter.
Chen Jinyao’s belly had gradually grown larger. Amazingly, her figure hadn’t changed much due to pregnancy, or rather, the changes were minimal – her curves were still there. If there was any difference, it was just that she had become slightly rounder, which actually made her look healthier. Just this alone made Yan Cheng very satisfied.
Sometimes at home, with the floor heating on, Chen Jinyao would wear a loose dress and spin in front of the full-length mirror, then unconsciously fall into self-criticism. She would run to the study where Yan Cheng was working and complain, “I’m completely overfed now.”
Yan Cheng raised his eyelashes to look at her, his eyes showing no fluctuation in emotion. After a while, he pressed his lips together and said gently, “No, you’re not.”
Hearing this, Chen Jinyao paused. She lowered her eyes to look at herself, frowning as she thought about something. Women’s thought patterns became rather strange during pregnancy, and she would suddenly become unreasonable. For instance, at this moment, when she came back to her senses, she suddenly widened her eyes and gave Yan Cheng an indescribable look: “Tch, you men just like women who feel fleshy when you touch them.”
“…” Yan Cheng thought about it, felt she had a point, and nodded, teasing her with a half-smile by following her conclusion.
“Maybe you’re right.”
Chen Jinyao’s lips moved, but she was left speechless by his directness.
Like a minor squabble, her unreasonableness hit against soft cotton. Chen Jinyao deeply reflected on herself and deflated immediately. She secretly glanced at Yan Cheng, who was no longer the idle young master he once was, and knew he had work to do. It wasn’t good to keep disturbing him, so she blinked and turned to leave the study.
The man’s voice, filled with amusement, came from behind: “I only like your fleshiness.”
“…” Chen Jinyao got goosebumps from the cheesiness.
Her footsteps paused, her body trembled slightly, and after a few seconds, she fled in embarrassment.
The door slammed shut with a “bang” behind her.
Yan Cheng now accommodated Chen Jinyao in everything. He went along with almost anything she wanted. Over time, it became natural, and during gatherings with friends, this “going along” had become part of who he was.
Shao Congsi sometimes saw this and couldn’t help but sigh. After a pause, he couldn’t help but warn, “You know, no one has ever been able to control you before.”
After pondering for a moment, he raised his eyebrows, somewhat gleefully, “The way you are now, your wife will definitely become unruly in the future, daring to lord over you.”
There were unanimous echoes of agreement from others around.
Some people who lacked tact even jokingly gave Yan Cheng the title of “henpecked husband.”
Although this title had already spread widely.
Yan Cheng’s beautiful peach blossom eyes lifted, still carrying intimidating power, and these joking troublemakers immediately fell silent and behaved.
He narrowed his eyes, his right hand casually resting on the table edge. Under the yellow light, even the back of his hand seemed tinted, his fair fingers touching the transparent glass wall, gently stroking it twice before lazily replying to Shao Congsi: “She won’t.”
Shao Congsi snorted, his light brown eyes cool and clear. His expression clearly showed he didn’t believe Yan Cheng’s words.
“You think I’ve never been in a relationship?”
“Women are all like this. If you’re good to them, they’ll take advantage and become more and more demanding. If you neglect them or treat them badly, they’ll still find ways to drive you crazy.”
Yan Cheng looked up at him and laughed, “That’s because you have poor taste.”
“…” Shao Congsi lowered his eyes and shrugged noncommittally.
Since it was a buffet, Chen Jinyao had already left her seat to leisurely choose desserts and fruits. Yan Cheng watched her still relatively slender figure disappear around the corner before slowly withdrawing his gaze. Looking down, he said carelessly: “Actually, I rather hope she would lord over me.”
“Everything about her is good. She’s not at all like what you described – demanding and unreasonable. She handles things with measure, at most testing boundaries a little. For example, last time when she said she was fat, seeing me working, she left considerately after just a brief chat.”
As he finished speaking, Yan Cheng’s lips pressed into a straight line, expressionless.
Shao Congsi: “…”
This didn’t seem like complaining, more like showing off their relationship.
His hand paused while reaching for his water glass, and he narrowed his eyes, not bothering to respond.
After a few seconds of silence.
Yan Cheng let out a girlish “Oh!” of confusion, then had a sudden realization. The taste of enlightenment wasn’t pleasant – he frowned and bit his lip: “Ah, saying it this way makes it feel like we have distance between us.”
“Could it be she doesn’t trust me enough?”
His thoughts scattered, unable to be contained.
What nonsense!
“It’s not that she doesn’t trust you.” Shao Congsi took a slow sip of tea, thought for a moment, and decided to finish him off with a casual joke, “It’s not about trust at all, she simply doesn’t love you.”
“…” Yan Cheng looked as if struck by lightning, his face instantly turning pale.
“Tch.” Chai Yue, who had been fully focused on eating meat, finally looked up with an expression of disgust like he was looking at an idiot: “You’re being ridiculous.”
“Brother Cheng, in your family, you’re the one who’s demanding and unreasonable. You’re the unrivaled drama queen.”
Yan Cheng’s face was expressionless: “…”
“Sister-in-law clearly belongs to the rational type – mature thinking, high awareness. She definitely won’t complain about little things. On the contrary, she understands and supports you by not disturbing you while you work. What does this mean?”
“Brother Cheng, use that granny-gray head of yours to think carefully. Before you start being dramatic, let me friendly remind you – don’t overthink things.”
Yan Cheng glanced at him, remained silent with a serious expression, seemingly lost in thought.
Chai Yue was much more helpful than the troublemaker Shao Congsi, he thought while stroking his chin.
Chai Yue slapped the table, exasperated: “What does this mean? It means you married a good wife! Sister-in-law definitely has the constitution that brings prosperity to her husband.”
“Hey, I agree with that.” Shao Congsi immediately switched from slouching to sitting upright and high-fived with Chai Yue.
“…”
At this moment, Chen Jinyao appeared again from around the corner.
All related topics came to an abrupt halt.
Light poured down, falling gently on Chen Jinyao.
As she lowered her head slightly and raised her hand to tuck loose hair behind her ear, her distinct profile was bathed in layers of gentle light.
She walked over and sat down beside Yan Cheng, moved the tableware to make space, and put down the fruit plate: “Honey, there are oranges – your favorite.”
Yan Cheng tilted his head and couldn’t help but lean towards her.
His cheek pressed against her neck, his warm breath spreading out with each exhale.
Like a child acting cute to get candy.
His eyelashes fluttered against Chen Jinyao’s delicate skin. Chen Jinyao instinctively shrank her neck, but as she moved away, she heard his low murmur: “Wife, I’m sorry, I wronged you.”
Chen Jinyao was completely confused: “????”
Chai Yue: “Sister-in-law, don’t mind Brother Cheng, he just has periodic brain malfunctions.”
Chen Jinyao burst out laughing with a “pfft.”
She raised her hand to ruffle Yan Cheng’s granny-gray hair, “Poor thing, my child’s father has already gone silly before the baby is even born.”
Yan Cheng: “…”
Chen Jinyao’s so-called husband-prospering constitution was first mentioned by Yan’s father to Yan’s mother.
Business at Er Restaurant was going as usual, which didn’t need much mention.
The most notable was Zhiyuan Technology.
After Zhiyuan Technology’s first project, Yan Cheng, as a shareholder, received nearly 6 million. Currently, to adapt to market trends, they were focusing on game development and production. There were countless similar companies in the capital, and above them were even enterprises that dominated the industry.
Despite this, Zhiyuan still easily carved out its own path.
Although it couldn’t be said to be on par with the leading enterprises, it had at least gained some fame in the capital, and moreover, it was viewed favorably by most people.
While the technical department certainly deserved credit, their manager, Vice President Luo Xiao, said: “It’s mainly due to President Yan’s good leadership.”
President Yan, President Yan – incredibly, Yan Cheng was now actually a president.
So, when others were saying it was Yan Cheng’s achievement, Yan’s father thought of Chen Jinyao.
Starting a family and career – the family part was settled.
Generally speaking, being a leader meant being busier at work.
Especially in the early stages when everything wasn’t yet running smoothly, every day felt like trying to split oneself in two while working continuously.
Yan Cheng knew this was unavoidable and could only try to squeeze out time to return home early.
Many times, he simply brought work home.
He probably only clearly remembered what Chen Jinyao had told Luo Xiao.
At first, Chen Jinyao would scold him for this, saying he wasn’t setting a good example.
Later, when she learned he had gotten the Zhiyuan employees’ consent, she had nothing more to say. Women were always contrary to their words, especially when pregnant. Having the child’s father by her side, who would take time to do prenatal education with her…
A man’s voice was alluring, perfect for reading storybooks.
Yan’s mother didn’t have many hobbies, her favorite being mahjong. She had a lot of free time, and when bored, she would call three other wealthy ladies to gather and play mahjong.
Besides the mahjong terms and small talk, what remained was showing off. The older generation mainly talked about their sons and daughters, comparing them.
When occasionally mentioning her Little Six, Yan’s mother would say without even looking up, very casually, “My daughter-in-law brings prosperity to Little Six.”
“Having a good daughter-in-law is really important. You don’t know how gratified I am. Little Six’s career is taking off, and now there’s a child…”
“I’m going to be a grandmother too.”
Thinking carefully, it was indeed the case.
The little old ladies were quite gossipy, spreading news from one to ten and ten to a hundred.
Plus, with Chai Yue’s casual mention at the last gathering.
The speaker may be careless, but the listener takes note.
Soon, in the capital’s upper-class circles, everyone knew about Chen Jinyao bringing prosperity to her husband.
Little did they know that while these rumors grew stronger, the “prosperous” Yan Cheng would bend down every night before bed to press his ear against the belly of his prosperity-bringing Chen Jinyao.
Everything was quiet around them as he supported himself with one hand on the bed, his entire face showing such seriousness it became cautious care.
Chen Jinyao tilted her head and looked down at him: “Any movement?”
“No.” Yan Cheng shook his head.
So well-behaved – it must be a girl!
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