Fated Love With the Billionaire
Chapter 390 Support You

Chapter 390: Chapter 390 Support You

Chen Weichuan is a nostalgic person, and the old house to him is a precious memory of the past.

If it were converted into a guesthouse, the traces here would no longer exist.

When someone came to discuss renting the old house, Chen Weichuan sternly rejected them. This was like stepping on a landmine.

Ye Yujun worried that Chen Weichuan would get angry, "The old house has been around for many years, and its long disrepair also makes it unsafe. It’s not very suitable for a guesthouse."

Chen Weichuan looked grim and remained silent.

Chen Ningxi didn’t dare to breathe deeply, but to fight for Cheng Qiaobei, she summoned the courage to say, "The house has been around for many years; it can be renovated, and it’s easy to find a renovation company."

Ye Yujun quickly gave Chen Ningxi a look, signaling her to stop talking.

Cheng Qiaobei pulled her behind him, "Dad, Ning Xi is speaking on my behalf. If you’re upset, don’t blame her; it’s all my fault. The company is just starting, and I need more resources to expand the brand’s influence.

Currently, the scenic area is experiencing a wave of traffic bonus, which serves as a leading promotional role. With the current traffic, the May Day and National Day will see an explosive surge of tourists. If the guesthouse is set up before that, it will greatly help with brand promotion and performance. Of course, I also know how important this house is to you, and I completely understand if you refuse me."

Ye Yujun couldn’t add much either, as this was something left by the ancestors of the Chen Family. Whether or not to rent it out also needed to be discussed with the other siblings.

Chen Ningxi was about to speak when Ye Yujun interrupted, "Old Chen, the child is starting a business. We should help if we can."

Chen Weichuan looked at Cheng Qiaobei and said, "I used to be quite resistant, not wanting to entrust this house to strangers. However, over the years, I’ve seen Dingfeng’s development, and leaving the old house empty with its prime location does seem like a waste. Besides, most of the old items in this yard are gone, and there’s not much left to reminisce about. You’re starting a business, and Dad hasn’t been much help. I’ll give you this house, and I support you."

The tension in Cheng Qiaobei finally eased, "Thank you, Dad. I won’t let you down."

Chen Ningxi breathed a sigh of relief; she thought Chen Weichuan might lecture her.

Ye Yujun urged the two, "Go to bed early, we’ll go to sweep the tombs early tomorrow."

Chen Ningxi walked briskly with Cheng Qiaobei out of the east room, "You didn’t know how worried I was just now."

Cheng Qiaobei: "Worried Dad would get angry?"

"Yes, after all, there’s the past to consider." Chen Ningxi entered the room, pushing the door open.

At night, Chen Ningxi felt uncomfortable, with a faint pain in her lower abdomen.

So as not to wake Cheng Qiaobei, she turned over to face away, curling up and holding her abdomen.

"Mm... uh..."

Suddenly, a warm embrace leaned over from behind, and Cheng Qiaobei propped himself up and asked in her ear, "Where does it hurt?"

Chen Ningxi held back the pain and said, "Did I wake you up?"

"Stomach ache?" Cheng Qiaobei placed his hand on her lower abdomen, "Did you eat something bad?"

Chen Ningxi shook her head, "I don’t think so, it feels like my period is coming."

Cheng Qiaobei paused, "No, didn’t it just finish not long ago?"

Chen Ningxi said, "I’m irregular; sometimes it comes twice a month."

Cheng Qiaobei asked, "Did you bring any?"

Chen Ningxi shook her head, and Cheng Qiaobei got up, "I’ll go buy some for you. The nearby supermarkets might still be open."

She groaned with pain, breaking out in a cold sweat.

All the nearby small supermarkets were closed, so Cheng Qiaobei walked along the main road toward the scenic area.

It was early morning, and most of the storefronts on both sides of the street were closed. The supermarkets were also closed for the night, except for a barbecue restaurant that was still lit with a table of tourists having a meal inside.

Cheng Qiaobei went inside, and a female server came over to greet him, holding a menu and asking, "What would you like to eat?"

He lowered his voice and said, "I’m sorry, my wife is on her period, and the nearby supermarkets are all closed. Do you have that? Uh... I’ll buy it."

The female server blinked, "Oh... yes, wait a moment."

She turned and went to the cashier’s counter, took a package from the cabinet below, and handed him two pieces.

"Here, take them."

Cheng Qiaobei took out his phone, "How much is it? I’ll transfer the money to you."

The female server smiled and said, "No charge."

After thanking her, Cheng Qiaobei hurried back.

He noted the sign of the barbecue restaurant and rushed back.

Chen Ningxi lay back down, and Cheng Qiaobei gently rubbed her lower abdomen, saying, "Let’s make time to go back to Ningkou after this."

"It’s okay, it’s an old problem of mine." Chen Ningxi bit her lip, "It’ll be better after I have a child."

In the dark, he let out a low laugh.

Cheng Qiaobei said, "Can I also treat dysmenorrhea?"

Chen Ningxi was in too much pain to even push him away, she just playfully retorted, "Aren’t you annoying."

Cheng Qiaobei insisted, "This problem shouldn’t be ignored, you must come with me to Ningkou to check it out."

On the return from Dingfeng to Danjiang, Cheng Qiaobei took the old house’s key to Lin Hanrui’s company.

He placed the old house’s key on Lin Hanrui’s desk and said, "Here’s the key to the house. When are you going over?"

Lin Hanrui had just returned from a business trip and hadn’t even been home yet, but considering Cheng Qiaobei’s plan, he said, "I’ll go home for a bit, see Leizi, and take someone over in the afternoon. By the way, send me the location."

Cheng Qiaobei said, "I’ve already sent it to your WeChat." Then asked, "How many months along is Liang Lei now?"

Lin Hanrui, while packing his travel tools, said, "Six months."

Cheng Qiaobei said, "Fortunately, it’s not too far along. Once you finish helping me, you’ll have time to be with her. Thank you both."

Lin Hanrui smiled, "I know it’s a crucial time for you now. If a brother doesn’t step up, who will?"

Cheng Qiaobei: "Zhou Chong will give you some money later for renovating Dingfeng’s old house."

Just as he finished speaking, his phone chimed with a message alert, and seeing the transfer amount, Lin Hanrui said, "So much? I can’t use all of this."

Cheng Qiaobei said, "Consider it your hard work fee. You’ve been on a business trip, with expenses everywhere."

Lin Hanrui was straightforward, "Alright, Boss Cheng, with the money in place, my work will be in place too, ha ha..."

Originally planned to take Chen Ningxi to see a Chinese doctor on the weekend, but it was postponed due to the Tomb Sweeping Festival holiday adjustment. One day wasn’t enough for a round trip, so it was delayed to next week.

Chen Ningxi didn’t take her dysmenorrhea and irregularity seriously. Even after visiting the hospital, nothing concrete came out of it, and it was the same old advice about avoiding cold and strenuous activities, which she’s heard so often she’s tired of it.

After three consecutive days of dysmenorrhea that tormented her, Cheng Qiaobei could only feel worried while being helpless, only managing to leave work early in the evenings to take care of domestic matters.

But thinking about seeking a prescription from an old Chinese doctor, he took the initiative to contact Ding Yuan. Upon knowing her daughter-in-law was sick, Ding Yuan went to the Chinese medical clinic early the next day but was told a pulse diagnosis was needed to determine the cause and prescribe the appropriate medicine.

Cheng Qiaobei eagerly awaited the weekend, but Chen Ningxi went to participate in an inspection organized by the power system.

The medical consultation got delayed again.

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