The Big Boss & His Dainty Wife
Chapter 1074: How Much Do You Weigh Now?

Chapter 1074: Chapter 1074: How Much Do You Weigh Now?

Dongfang Yu clasped her hand tightly, very moved, "I’m truly lucky to have married a wife who loves only me."

Hai Xiaotang immediately dismantled his stage, "Not really though, I also love Haohao and Chenchen, love Grandpa, love Mom and Dad, love meimei, love..."

"So you have quite a lot of love to give, huh?" Dongfang Yu’s face darkened somewhat.

Hai Xiaotang smiled to please him, "But aside from loving you guys, I also want to do something, but I don’t know what to do."

"What do you want to do the most?"

"I don’t know..."

"Then let me tell you, what you need to do now is take good care of your health, and once the confinement is over, I’ll help you find something to do."

"Really?" Hai Xiaotang asked, somewhat surprised.

Dongfang Yu nodded with a smile, "Really. Since you don’t know what you want to do, just follow my orders. You just have to do as I say."

"But what if I can’t do a good job on the things you tell me to do?"

"Then try hard to do them well, unless you don’t love me."

"..." Fine, with such a big hat thrown her way, how could she not do well?

But now, she indeed should take good care of her health—it was the most important thing.

"Okay, I’ll listen to you." Hai Xiaotang nodded in agreement.

Dongfang Yu kissed her on the lips, "That’s more like it."

Dongfang Yu not only found things for Hai Xiaotang to do himself but also let their two sons keep her busy.

For instance, Haohao had Hai Xiaotang teach him how to read every day, and Chenchen wanted Hai Xiaotang to play car racing games with him every day...

Even the youngest son wasn’t idle, occasionally crying loudly, insisting on being held by his mother.

Hai Lan and Qiao Ning also often came to visit, keeping her company in conversation.

Soon, Hai Xiaotang’s postpartum depression had improved a lot.

Actually, the best way to treat this kind of illness is to keep her busy, to prevent her from having time for idle thoughts...

With Dongfang Yu’s attentive companionship, Hai Xiaotang no longer entertained idle thoughts.

But Dongfang Yu knew, this was only temporary.

If she were left idle, and time passed, she’d start to overthink again.

Unfortunately, the family lacked for nothing, so there was no way to make Hai Xiaotang work for a living, and even if she did work, she’d do it without passion.

So it was really easy for her to relapse into depression.

This was a typical affliction of wealth... all sprung from boredom.

Otherwise, why would there be so many rich people seeking thrills, pursuing all kinds of outlandish activities?

Hai Xiaotang was not outlandish, so she couldn’t find anything thrilling to do either.

So, as soon as her confinement was over, Dongfang Yu unceremoniously asked her, "How much do you weigh now?"

At the time, Hai Xiaotang was eating curry rice, made especially for her by the kitchen—chicken curry that smelled so delicious!

She couldn’t resist, and ate a very large plate of it with great appetite.

When Dongfang Yu asked this question, Xiaotang’s spoon clanged as it dropped onto the plate...

Haohao estimated Hai Xiaotang’s figure, gauging thoughtfully, "Judging by the height and figure, Mommy probably weighs one hundred..."

"Don’t say it!" Hai Xiaotang interrupted him in alarm, and Haohao blinked, not quite understanding why it was taboo.

He had yet to comprehend a woman’s hair-splitting attitude towards weight!

Hai Xiaotang asked Dongfang Yu, a bit tremulously, indignantly, guiltily, but with feigned boldness, "What do you want to know this for?"

"To find you something to do, of course." Dongfang Yu answered with a smile.

"Hmph, I know what to do, I have already planned it all out. You don’t need to find anything for me!" Hai Xiaotang huffed and walked away.