Little Wife's Diary: My Husband is My Boss!
Chapter 277: Three Weeks Pregnant ( 1 )

Chapter 277: Three Weeks Pregnant ( 1 )

The moment Yan Yuling swallowed the soup, she let out a satisfied sigh and said, "It’s the taste. So delicious!"

Feeling curious, Feng Zhexuan also tried the soup. But unlike his wife, the moment he swallowed it, he was choked by the sourness. In an instant, he felt as if his tongue went numb and burned with pain.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

Startled by his sudden coughing, Yan Yuling quickly poured water for him and asked, "Husband, are you alright?"

Feng Zhexuan drank the water and said hoarsely, "This soup is too sour."

Confused by his words, Yan Yuling tried the soup again and said, "It’s not sour at all."

Although Feng Zhexuan had been choked by the soup, he was delighted. From his wife’s behavior, he was sure she was pregnant. Otherwise, how could she eat something so sour?

Not long after, Aunt Chen came over holding a bowl of noodles and said, "Young master, your noodles."

"Thank you."

Thanks to the sour dishes, Yan Yuling ate with a great appetite, while Feng Zhexuan ate the noodles slowly and was in a good mood. After dinner, both of them returned to their room and went to sleep.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye. Due to his wife’s condition, Feng Zhexuan finally decided to let Wei Zheming handle the rest of the projects’ progress in Haicheng and move back to the capital.

He also arranged for his grandfather to move to the capital to live with them. In this way, both his wife and grandpa will not feel lonely at home.

As for his wife’s studies, he has already contacted the school and she only needs to take the exam online. The university is not worried about Yan Yuling cheating on exams. After all, they believed that the Feng family’s daughter-in-law would not go so low as to cheat in the exam.

When Yan Yuling heard this news from her husband, she assumed he was being considerate due to her father’s health and didn’t think of any other possibility.

At the same time, Feng Zhexuan’s nerves were constantly on edge after suspecting that his wife might be pregnant. Every time he saw her walking quickly or moving about energetically, he grew anxious, just like now.

"Wife, walk slower! What if you trip and fall?" he said with shock when he saw his wife walking so fast in her 7 cm high heels.

Within moments, Feng Zhexuan had caught up to his wife and gently took her hand, trying to slow her pace.

Not understanding her husband’s concern, Yan Yuling sighed helplessly and said, "Husband, I only have a little indigestion. Is there really a need to treat me like a porcelain doll? I can walk just fine."

Refusing to let go of her hand, Feng Zhexuan coaxed her gently, "Alright, alright, it’s my fault for worrying too much. Don’t be angry."

Despite his apology, he still held her hand as they walked toward the car. Concerned about her safety if she sat in the front seat, he had arranged for a driver so both of them sat in the back seat.

Once seated in the car, he instructed the driver, "To the hospital."

Hearing this, Yan Yuling asked curiously, "Husband, is my father awake already?"

"He is not awake yet, but we can visit him in the ICU. We can only look from outside, though," Feng Zhexuan replied, absentmindedly playing with her slender fingers.

Feeling a pang of disappointment, Yan Yuling nodded and let out a soft "Oh."

Noticing her low spirits, Feng Zhexuan gently ruffled her hair and said, "Wife, don’t worry. Father will be fine. It’s normal for him to take a few days to wake up after such a major surgery. His body needs time to adjust to the new heart."

Reassured by his words, Yan Yuling felt her mood lighten. Lately, her emotions had been unpredictable, almost as if she were reliving the unsettling time when she first regained the ability to feel them.

When they arrived at the hospital, Feng Zhexuan got out of the car to open the car door for his wife. However, by the time he reached her side, she had already stepped out impatiently.

His hand hung awkwardly in the air for a moment before he quickly grasped her hand again, this time without saying a word.

With her husband holding her hand firmly, Yan Yuling had no choice but to match his slow pace. As they waited for the elevator, she glanced at him and asked, "Husband, has something been bothering you lately?"

Caught off guard by her question, Feng Zhexuan asked her back, "Wife, why do you ask that?"

"Well, I have noticed you seem tense and panicked. This isn’t like you at all," she said while studying him closely.

Hearing her observation, Feng Zhexuan chuckled and teased, "Wife, you must be paying close attention to me to notice such small changes."

Frowning at his attempt to sidestep her concern, she said seriously, "Husband, I mean it. Are you sure nothing is wrong? If you are facing problems, you can share them with me. Although I may not be able to help you solve your problem, at least, I can listen to your vent. I’m a good listener."

Feng Zhexuan felt warm when he heard his wife’s words of concern. He gently patted her head and said,"Wife, I’m fine. As for why I seem panicked, you will find out soon enough,"

Since he had brushed off her concern, Yan Yuling chose not to press further and followed him quietly.

Feng Zhexuan had already informed the doctor of their visit, so they could go visit Jin Zhiwen when they arrived directly.

Unexpectedly, when they arrived at the ICU department, he was surprised to see the hospital director waiting for them. Seeing the group of doctors and nurses accompanying the director gave him a slight headache.

The hospital director quickly approached them and greeted them, "President Feng, it’s rare to see you here in person."