Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 224: Report on Two Pairs of Underpants

Chapter 224: Chapter 224: Report on Two Pairs of Underpants

It was a week after all the follow-up matters at Hong’en Hospital had been completely dealt with.

After returning, Fu Shiyan tossed his trench coat onto the arm of the sofa, sank into the soft cushions, and leaned his head back. Not long after, he fell asleep.

An Yan, having finished washing up, stepped out of the bedroom to prepare breakfast and saw the man lying back on the sofa, asleep.

She approached quietly and observed the faint dark circles under his eyes and the stubble on his chin, realizing how tired he must have been these past days.

An Yan’s heart ached for him. She turned and went into the bedroom to fetch a blanket to cover him with.

After a moment’s thought, she also grabbed some eye cream from the dresser and applied a thick layer on him.

The sensation of the moist cream must have roused him because Fu Shiyan opened his eyes.

"Did I wake you?" An Yan asked softly.

"No," responded Fu Shiyan in a hoarse voice, pulling her gently to sit on his legs, "putting eye cream on me?"

An Yan nodded, "If you stay up late, you should apply some, or else you’ll get bags and wrinkles under your eyes."

"For a man, a few wrinkles is the testament of years, makes him look more attractive."

An Yan found this amusing, "Younger Uncle, you’re twenty-nine this year, eight years older than me. Shouldn’t you start taking better care of yourself?"

Hearing that, Fu Shiyan narrowed his eyes, "What, are you saying I’m too old?"

"Not at all, nowadays everyone likes younger brothers and ’puppy dogs’."

Fu Shiyan pinched her chin, "Do they have the charm that this old man has?"

"You’ve got charm? You’re just left with ’interesting.’"

"What about ’affection’? A week without emotional interaction with you, and you’ve forgotten what affection is?" Fu Shiyan said as his calloused palm began to slip inside An Yan’s pajamas.

He clicked his tongue, "You’ve become less and less controllable."

An Yan gave him a reproachful look, "All that comes out of a dog’s mouth are no ivory tusks."

A light laugh escaped him, "If I grew tusks, how could I kiss you? Kiss your little baby?"

An Yan’s cheeks turned crimson, and she murmured softly, "Fu Shiyan, you really are shameless."

Fu Shiyan pinched her chin, biting her lip gently, "If you keep emphasizing ’old,’ then every day I’ll show you that this old blade is not yet dull."

"There are two little ones in my belly. You dare to mess around?"

Fu Shiyan sighed lightly and placed his hand over her stomach, "It really does hinder my performance."

As soon as the words left his mouth, he froze, then delight filled his eyes, "They moved, Yanyan, they moved."

Looking at his beamish grin, An Yan thought he seemed a bit silly, but she also felt her heart brimming with happiness.

She teased him, "Maybe it’s not the babies moving, but your intestines moving."

"Is that so?"

An Yan couldn’t bear to tease him further with the evident disappointment visible in his eyes, "Alright, alright, I won’t tease you anymore. Congratulations, Father Fu, you didn’t miss the kids’ first kick."

April 6th, the first kick.

Fu Shiyan’s eyes even got a bit red.

Before, he was quite excited seeing the small figure in the ultrasound and hearing the strong heartbeat.

Now, with this interaction, the feeling was different again.

Fu Shiyan felt all the exhaustion leave his body and he was filled with strength.

"It’s thirteen weeks and four days now. We should go to the hospital for an NT scan. We might as well check the complete blood count and trace elements too," he said.

An Yan replied with a smile, "You remember quite clearly. But I can go by myself, you stay home and sleep some more."

"I came back early from the company today to take you for the check-up," Fu Shiyan said as he gave her bottom a light pat, "Get dressed, let’s go. I’ll take you to have fried shrimp balls at Moon Restaurant afterward."

An Yan cupped his face and gave him a firm kiss, "Husband, you’re so good. I’m especially craving for this now."

"Say it again."

"Younger Uncle."

"Change two words, the one you just said."

"Ayan."

"You know that’s not what I mean."

An Yan said oh, "I got it. Grandpa!"

"Really deserve a spanking," Fu Shiyan laughed indulgently, "Tonight, I want you to repeat those two words until my ears grow calluses."

Fu Shiyan took An Yan for the check-up, and this time everything turned out green across the board.

Only the doctor emphasized that sexual activity during pregnancy should be moderate and not frequent, especially with twins, as the risk isn’t small.

That sentence effectively sent Fu Shiyan to the ’Cold Palace.’

Seeing his face darken like wind-dried dung, An Yan laughed, "It seems I’ve spoken prophetically. Husband’s about to turn into ’Grandpa.’"

Fu Shiyan smiled helplessly, "You seem to take pleasure in other people’s misfortunes."

"Whether I should say it or not, I’ll be able to sleep well tonight."

Fu Shiyan nodded and took her slender hand, "Your hand is quite soft."

An Yan glared at him and pulled her hand back, "You really know how to use everything to your advantage."

Fu Shiyan laughed, "There’s a saying that’s particularly fitting, ’Once the wife lifts her hand, you’ll know if you have it or not.’

An Yan: "..."

Fu Shiyan took An Yan to Moon Restaurant.

Sister Tang had prepared many different dishes for An Yan, but each portion wasn’t large, so she wouldn’t get tired of them.

An Yan had a good appetite and didn’t experience any morning sickness; she felt that the twins were taking especially good care of her.

So, in the coming days, her weight skyrocketed, gaining twelve pounds.

By the end of June, summer was in full swing, and it was time for An Yan to have her four-dimensional ultrasound.

Fu Shiyan held her hand as they entered the examination room.

The doctor examined the development of the fetuses’ body parts very carefully.

Even though they were twins, each one was developing to the size of a normal fetus.

After the examination, the doctor gave them two photos.

An Yan looked at the photos; the little faces were very clear, with well-proportioned features—clearly, two beautiful babies.

Possibly due to a mother’s biased filter, An Yan thought both babies were so cute.

The doctor was succinct, "The amniotic fluid is a little low, so you should drink more water or soymilk. That way, the two little guys can grow up healthy and strong."

Fu Shiyan and An Yan immediately understood that there were two little rascals in her belly.

An Yan pouted, "What happened to the daughter we were supposed to have?"

Fu Shiyan also felt a bit disappointed; after all, he had wished for a daughter as smart and well-behaved as An Yan.

Seeing An Yan’s downcast mood, he coaxed her, "In the future, you’ll have three men to love and protect you, isn’t that great? If you really want a daughter, we can have another one later."

Although he said that, he didn’t want An Yan to go through childbirth again, as it was like passing through the gates of hell.

He had initially wanted An Yan to get pregnant to tie her to him.

An Yan glanced at him, "What if we have another boy?"

Fu Shiyan tried to hold back his laughter, "Look, you already have four brothers."

An Yan also laughed, "You’re not saying we also have to have four boys before we can have a girl, are you?"

Fu Shiyan wrapped his arms around her and walked out, "No worries, we’ll have one eventually."

An Yan gave him a look, "Are you really treating me like a breeding sow?"

"I wouldn’t dare. Whatever the gender, they’re our precious little ones. But in my heart, you’re my sweetheart."

An Yan pressed her lips together and smiled, "Smooth talker."

Fu Shiyan nodded, "Not just talk, it’s also quite sweet. I’ll let you taste it in the car later."

The Mu Family and the Fu Family were silent when they heard the news.

They had all assumed there would be one boy and one girl; they did not expect two baby boys.

This was especially true for the Mu Family, full of daughter and younger sister enthusiasts, who had been very eager to welcome a little girl. But, in the end, not one showed up.

Later, Mu Shaoze offered some consolation, "Girls tend to take after their dads, and if they look like Fu Shiyan, they may not turn out to be that good-looking."

Everyone instantly felt better upon hearing that.

After all, everyone wanted a little girl as adorable as An Yan.

Fu Shiyan: "..." That’s pretty harsh!

Although An Yan was six months pregnant, she still went to Galaxy Design Studio every day.

That day, Zhou Wenwen handed her a document, "Director Zhang is preparing to start filming ’Qingyun Chart’, and has chosen our studio for costume design.

The movie is set in the Republican era, and the female lead’s costume is the cheongsam.

With more demand than supply, President Su has decided to have our six designers come up with three cheongsam designs each to choose the best design.

We’re having a design face-off in three days. Could you take a look and give some feedback?"

An Yan glanced at the female lead on the document—Ji Yunran, a popular flow actress.

She looked gentle, yet spirited, quite fitting for the role indeed.

When she saw the male lead, she suddenly smiled; it was her third brother, Mu Qianfan.

She turned to Zhou Wenwen, "Give me an hour, and I’ll give you some feedback."