Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me
Chapter 132: V32: Pregnant? What do you think I am?

Chapter 132: V32: Pregnant? What do you think I am?

Hearing Yu Yuanshen describe it like that, Chen Si Heng almost burst out laughing.

Shaking his head, Chen Si Heng said, "That’s really a terrible impression."

Yu Yuanshen curled his lips, thinking about all the things Feng Chengjin had done along the way, he found it hard to have a good impression even if he tried.

Especially recalling how Feng Chengjin first made him lose his temper by secretly taking Gu Zixuan out of Rong City, leaving everyone anxiously searching for her and almost reporting her as missing to the police.

When he went to France to find her, Feng Chengjin frequently hid her, not even giving a single sign that Gu Zixuan was safe, making him want to punch someone.

Xiaoou brought over coffee, and he took a sip of it.

Just as he was about to put it down, he paused slightly and stared blankly at the still flashing screen.

Chen Si Heng glanced over, surprised, "What’s wrong?"

The next instant, Yu Yuanshen quickly put down the coffee cup, leaned over to the computer, and started moving the mouse back and forth.

The rapid movement subtly changed the atmosphere.

Narrowing his eyes, Yu Yuanshen looked at the transaction on the screen where someone was competing with him to buy during the downturn. Seeing even the previous selling actions being retrieved before they were sold, he seemed to understand something.

His eyes slowly grew sinister, and some knuckles trembled.

In that moment, Yu Yuanshen almost burst out with the biggest profanity he’d ever wanted to say since he was born.

Feng Chengjin! Damn your whole family!

Instantly, Yu Yuanshen loosened his tie, and his fingers started tapping rapidly on the keyboard.

His quickly darkening face resembled a thick cloud covering the sky, bringing a layer of gloom over everyone’s hearts.

As the focus shifted, Chen Si Heng and the entire GIO Investment Bank looked at the screen, observing the changes in the situation. Feng Yi not only massively retracted his selling actions but also started a new wave, utilizing GIO Investment Bank to buy in high quantities, rapidly approaching the limit up.

They couldn’t help but twitch their lips in embarrassment.

This Feng Chengjin, he really is something else!

In just ten seconds, the whole room erupted with a new wave of noise, everyone tense with high anxiety.

The previously relaxed atmosphere was instantly replaced by high pressure.

The entire room was in a state of continuously receiving instructions, processing instructions, receiving again, and processing again.

Everyone was dealing with money, but honestly, this was probably the most nerve-wracking day GIO Investment Bank had experienced since its inception.

There was no other reason, just because of Feng Chengjin, this nightmare who seemed to come out of nowhere.

Either he’d sell off the stocks along the way, completely disregarding whether the money would devalue, determined to destroy Junsheng.

Or he’d follow alongside GIO Investment Bank’s buys to push the stocks to their limit, determined to take down President Yu.

Two extremes reaching such a level, giving people no chance to breathe or loosen their guard.

Making everyone’s blood pressure and heart rate rise and fall together; if not for being seasoned veterans of the stock market, they might have wanted to cough up blood and die.

At the moment, GIO Group experienced the highest state of readiness since its establishment.

Facing this man who was ruthless to the extreme, they collectively accepted the lesson bought with a price.

No one dared to relax their mind, all keeping their expressions restrained.

...

At 3 PM, the stock market closed.

Watching as everyone still dared not relax their minds at 2:59 until they collectively sighed in relief at 3:00, Yu Yuanshen knitted his brows and also concealed a hint of apology.

Chen Si Heng looked over, patting Yu Yuanshen on the shoulder, "It’s okay, we made it through today. Tomorrow’s the weekend, and the market’s closed. We won’t open until Monday, so take a two-day break. If we need to continue, I’ll come find you Sunday night to discuss it."

Regarding Feng Chengjin’s methods and actions, Chen Si Heng didn’t hold an optimistic view at all.

Yu Yuanshen knew that Chen Si Heng was merely trying to reassure him. Over the next two days, Chen Si Heng would surely consult more professional experts to see how, in the future, they could minimize risks and fluctuations in stock holdings.

He curled his lips into a smile and nodded, "Thanks."

"Thanks for what? Hearing it twice a day is making me uncomfortable now." Chen Si Heng chuckled lightly, turned his face away, and said, "Alright, go check on Miss Gu. I’ll take them for afternoon tea to reward everyone."

"Okay." Yu Yuanshen nodded.

Chen Si Heng clapped his hands loudly, "Take a break, except for the team following up on the financing business who can’t leave, the rest come with me for afternoon tea, and we’ll bring back some for the brothers in financing."

"Okay." The crowd cheered.

After being so tense, this kind of relaxation was much needed.

Everyone was beaming with joy and people left in droves.

Yu Yuanshen watched Chen Si Heng’s back as he walked away, smiled with his eyes lowered, took the car keys, and went downstairs.

Soon, a white Bentley Continental drove out of the underground garage of the silver-gray GIO Investment Bank building, heading straight for the hospital.

...

In the hospital, Gu Zixuan looked coldly at the woman who appeared opposite her, not wanting to say a word.

Zhou Huimei stood gracefully on the opposite side of the hospital bed, looking disdainfully at Gu Zixuan.

After a long time, she assessed her from head to toe, withdrew her haughty gaze, and sneered, "I thought when Qi Mo said you weren’t coming home, you were giving me the cold shoulder, turns out you’re really in the hospital."

Seeing her son’s actions when he left yesterday, Zhou Huimei truly had a moment where she wanted to kill Gu Zixuan, forcing the driver to finally reveal where her son had gone; her violent intent hadn’t disappeared.

At this moment, seeing Gu Zixuan lying on the hospital bed with a cast, unable to go anywhere, and her face bearing the marks of wounds she herself had inflicted, though the scabs had fallen, the red scars hadn’t faded yet; only then did she feel slightly appeased...

But.

Looking at her still elegant and slightly aloof collarbone, her eyes flashed cold and mocking, "Pretending to be pitiful, you really know how to grip a man’s heart, this trick you pulled is really well played."

Realizing that Zhou Huimei thought she deliberately hurt herself to win He Qimo’s sympathy, making him do something, Gu Zixuan found it extremely sarcastic, chuckled lightly, turned her head, and ignored her.

After a pause, Zhou Huimei signaled to the driver with her eyes; the driver gave Gu Zixuan an apologetic look, sighed, pulled the curtain, and walked out.

Only the two of them were left on this side of the curtain.

Zhou Huimei walked gracefully over to the sofa in front of the bed, sat down, and said, "I won’t waste words, I came today to discuss two things. First, I don’t know if He Qimo told you, but he wants to move out with you."

Gu Zixuan was stunned for a moment; she didn’t know about this.

"But I want to make it clear to you, no matter how you feel, how much you dislike me as your mother-in-law, as long as you want to have a good life with He Qimo, sooner or later you will have to enter the He Family’s door and acknowledge me. You can’t escape, and if you don’t want me to dislike you more, you’d better not encourage my son to do anything too excessive!"

Zhou Huimei’s tone was stern.

Gu Zixuan almost found it amusing, responding with light sarcasm, she opened her mouth slowly, "Mom, first of all, I don’t know what moving out discussion your son had with me. Secondly, I’ve never encouraged him to do anything, and lastly..."

Thinking of that night’s heartbreak, Gu Zixuan’s eyelashes trembled, she was silent, turned her head, and said, "Even if he wants to move out, I won’t move with him."

Zhou Huimei was very satisfied with the stubborn result, but looking at Gu Zixuan’s noble face, she nonetheless frowned with more disgust, "What do you mean by that? Are you saying my son isn’t good enough for you?"

Gu Zixuan wasn’t new to dealing with Zhou Huimei’s unreasonable behavior.

With a laugh, she lowered her eyes, too lazy to respond, and only asked, "What about the second thing?"

Zhou Huimei paused, thinking about her more important purpose for coming this time, her face hardened, she said, "The second thing is about your stomach."

Gu Zixuan was taken aback, raising her eyes.

Zhou Huimei: "You’ve been married to our Qi Mo for eight years, and if there’s anything I can’t stand about you, it’s that you haven’t given our Qi Mo a son or a daughter yet. A few days ago, I heard him say you were planning on starting a family."

After pausing, Zhou Huimei turned her face slightly, lifted her chin a bit, and said, "Although I am very dissatisfied with your current situation, and if your father is demoted, it would be shameful, but since you’re his legitimate wife, I’ll allow your existence for now. If you can get pregnant with a child for the He Family before the end of the year, I’ll overlook the past few years."

Zhou Huimei spoke arrogantly, confident that her words were well-chosen, expressing her elegance and compromise.

But these words only left Gu Zixuan trembling endlessly.

Thinking of the slap Zhou Huimei had given her, of He Qimo’s reaction that night, and of these successive doubts.

She really didn’t know how this mother and son had the nerve to make such a decision and say these words.

Clenching her fists hard, she looked at Zhou Huimei in shock, "Pregnant? What do you take me for?"

Anger made Zhou Huimei frown, "What’s your attitude? Asking you to get pregnant is because I think you’re worthy. You need to know with your father’s current situation, if it weren’t for the He Family..."

Before she could finish speaking, Gu Zixuan’s eyes watered as she trembled. With a "smack," she threw the book she had been reading into Zhou Huimei’s lap, saying, "Get out! I don’t need you to support me! If you think this is pity and charity, then go as far away as you can! Pregnant, just find a woman off the street, as long as you pay, there are plenty willing to bear a child for He Qimo, you don’t need me! And I don’t think much of that! Since we’ve been in a marriage of convenience for eight years now, I don’t mind if it stays that way forever, he can do whatever he wants, all I ask is for you to stop bothering me now! Now, get out, I’m asking you to leave!"