The Tycoon's Mysterious Darling Wife
Chapter 331 - 333. Baby’s Nickname (3 updates)

Chapter 331: 333. Baby’s Nickname (3 updates)

After Zhao Jiaqing left, Yan Anbang got two ice packs for Qin Yan to put on her face and sat silently on the side without speaking.

Qin Yan looked at him nervously, and seeing that he didn’t speak, she couldn’t help but cautiously ask, "Anbang, what’s wrong?"

Yan Anbang fixedly looked at her, making Qin Yan’s heart grow even more uneasy, before he finally said, "Zhao Jiaqing said you went to Xueli City to find Ya Xi?"

Qin Yan’s expression flickered with panic, "Anbang, don’t get angry just yet, I just wanted to see Ya Xi, you know, I’ve always really liked Ya Xi, but the misunderstanding Ya Xi has about me just can’t be cleared up. After hearing you mention that Ya Xi doesn’t remember some things, I thought maybe I could get to know Ya Xi again. As long as no one tells her who I am, then we could get along peacefully. Anbang, I didn’t expect Zhao Jiaqing to react so strongly."

Seeing that Yan Anbang was still silent, Qin Yan reached out timidly to tug at Yan Anbang’s sleeve, "Anbang, don’t be angry with me, I just wanted to see Ya Xi simply, you know, Ya Xi has something in her eyes that resembles Mumu, I..."

As soon as Qin Mu was mentioned, all the raging fury in Yan Anbang’s heart disappeared completely. Qin Mu was the eternal pain in Qin Yan’s heart, and it was also his greatest guilt towards her.

A flicker of a cunning gleam passed through the depths of Qin Yan’s eyes; she knew that as long as Qin Mu was mentioned, Yan Anbang would no longer harbor any anger, and indeed.

Heaving a deep sigh, he said, "Yanyan, I’m very sorry."

Seeing that he was no longer angry, Qin Yan immediately smiled, "It’s fine that you’re not angry with me. Actually, today’s incident is also my fault. If I hadn’t secretly gone to Xueli City to see Ya Xi, then Zhao Jiaqing wouldn’t have become so agitated."

Yan Anbang took the ice pack that Qin Yan had set aside and while applying it to her face, he said in a softened tone, "Zhao Jiaqing is like a mad dog now, don’t mind her. If she dares to come to you again, just kick her out directly, don’t let her in."

Qin Yan felt the pain on her face and took a light breath. Yan Anbang lightened his touch, "You’re also silly. She hit you, and you didn’t even think to fight back, just stood there and let her hit you."

A hint of grievance flashed across Qin Yan’s eyes, "I didn’t expect her to suddenly start hitting me, I didn’t have a chance to react."

**

When Yan Anbang saw the police officers arriving at his door, he was initially baffled, but after hearing the police’s explanation, his expression turned very ugly. Once the police left, Qin Yan, seeing his furious expression, hurriedly tried to comfort him, "Don’t be angry now, we should go see Zhao Jiaqing first, or perhaps you could apologize to her and let this matter be laid to rest. If she makes a big fuss, it won’t be good for you."

"Me, apologize? I should have killed that venomous woman when I had the chance. She was actually here waiting for me," Yan Anbang angrily said, realizing why Zhao Jiaqing had unexpectedly come to make trouble today; it was to provoke him into action.

"Let’s not talk about that now. The priority is to appease Zhao Jiaqing. Think about it—if this matter gets to the military, will you still be able to hold your head up? As a senior officer, and a man, to have beaten your ex-wife, such a scandal, regardless of right or wrong, it will be your fault."

After being reminded by Qin Yan, Yan Anbang, who was ruled by anger, cooled down a bit, pacing back and forth, frowning in thought.

"Anbang, why don’t you give Zhao Jiaqing a call, explain things to her, bow down and admit your wrongdoing. She should forgive you. If you don’t want to, I can call her for you and apologize. As long as she’s willing to forgive you, I’m willing to do anything."

Yan Anbang’s eyes were full of gratitude as he held Qin Yan’s hand, "Thank you, Yanyan, but let me handle this. I will solve it."

However, Qin Yan couldn’t set her worries aside, her face filled with concern, "How are you going to solve it?"

Yan Anbang smiled, took out his cell phone, and made a call to the police chief, explaining the ins and outs of the situation, and finally said, "Actually, this is all just a misunderstanding. I will communicate personally with Zhao Jiaqing, so we won’t trouble the chief further."

The police chief had just learned about the incident and was worrying about it when Yan Anbang’s call came through, and what he said resonated with him perfectly, "Chief of Staff Yan, you called at just the right time. I was about to discuss this matter with you. I’ve already understood the situation, and I’m familiar with Chief of Staff Yan’s character. I believe there must be a misunderstanding here. As long as it’s explained clearly, it’ll be fine. After all, you were once a family, and there are two children between you, it wouldn’t look good to make a scene, and it wouldn’t be good for the children either."

Yan Anbang chuckled, "The chief is right, I will contact her to have a good talk tomorrow. I apologize for the trouble this time, really sorry."

Whatever the chief said on the other side made Yan Anbang laugh heartily, "Alright, alright, definitely, I’ll treat you to a meal sometime."

After hanging up, Qin Yan looked at Yan Anbang, "What did he say?"

"Whether Zhao Jiaqing wants to sue me depends on whether the police dare to take her case. I’ve already arranged things with the chief; he’ll help me suppress it. In a few days, even if Zhao Jiaqing wants to make trouble, she won’t be able to."

Qin Yan was still a bit worried, "Or maybe, we should still go and apologize to Zhao Jiaqing. If Ya Xi and Sheng Yu find out, they will definitely blame you, especially Sheng Yu—he already misunderstands you. If he finds out about his mother’s current situation, there will truly be no chance for reconciliation between you and your son."

Yan Shengyu was Yan Anbang’s only son; it was impossible for Yan Anbang not to care. The last time he parted with Yan Shengyu on bad terms, and if Yan Shengyu found out about his mother’s situation, the consequences were truly unpredictable.

A hint of hesitation flickered across Yan Anbang’s face, "Forget it, whether he knows or not, he doesn’t want to come back. Let him be."

Qin Yan wanted to persuade him, but Yan Anbang waved his hand and headed upstairs. Qin Yan watched his retreating figure until he entered the room, then withdrew her gaze. She sat down on the sofa, thinking about the events of the past few days, and slowly smiled. Zhao Jiaqing, you’re doing very well, but it’s not enough. Keep making trouble; I look forward to your performance.

**

Beijing.

Shen Qinglan was having a meal with Yu Xiaoxuan and Fang Tong. Fang Tong had finished her studies in the States and was about to start a two-year post at the company’s branch there next year.

"Fang Tong, the next time I see you, you will be a career woman," said Yu Xiaoxuan teasingly as she looked at Fang Tong. "Will you become a powerful woman like Qinglan’s future sister-in-law?"

Fang Tong shot her a glare. "Powerful woman? I can’t do that like President Wen. I’d rather be a gentle little woman."

"Ay, this is what a woman who’s got a fiancé is like, huh?" Yu Xiaoxuan said, laughing. "Just look at her, with the corners of her eyes and her eyebrows all curled up in spring, a spitting image of somebody head over heels in love and hopeless in it."

Fang Tong gave Yu Xiaoxuan a fierce stare. "You believe me or not, I will sew up your mouth."

"Come at me then."

Fang Tong pretended to lunge at her, and Yu Xiaoxuan leaned back. Shen Qinglan sat quietly watching their playful banter, a glimmer of a smile in her eyes, feeling as if she were back in her university days.

"Qinglan, you’ve finally smiled," said Yu Xiaoxuan, with an exaggerated sigh of relief.

Shen Qinglan raised an eyebrow in her direction, her eyes revealing some confusion.

"You haven’t smiled since we left the house, and you’ve been so distracted. Is it that hard to be away from your Mr. Fu for just one day?"

Shen Qinglan smiled. "I wasn’t thinking about Fu Hengyi, I was thinking about something else."

Something else? Could there be something more important to Shen Qinglan than Mr. Fu?

Curiosity sparkled in Yu Xiaoxuan’s crescent-shaped eyes. "Qinglan, what’s on your mind? Tell us, maybe I can help."

Fang Tong also looked at her.

A look of indecision crossed Shen Qinglan’s eyes. "I am trying to think of a nickname for the baby, but I just can’t settle on one."

As soon as she finished speaking, both Fang Tong’s and Yu Xiaoxuan’s eyes lit up, staring at Shen Qinglan’s pregnant belly. Shen Qinglan’s stomach had always been relatively small compared to other pregnant women at the same stage, but in the last half a month, it had ballooned up significantly, changing noticeably each day. It finally resembled that of a normal five-month pregnant woman.

"Choosing a nickname for the baby, that’s great! How many have you thought of, and why can’t you choose? Tell us your options, and we can help you decide," said Fang Tong.

Yu Xiaoxuan nodded vigorously.

"I thought of a few, like Tuantuan, Yuanyuan, Yuanzi, Tuanzi..." Shen Qinglan said earnestly.

Fang Tong and Yu Xiaoxuan exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with speechlessness. Yu Xiaoxuan looked deep into Shen Qinglan’s eyes and spoke earnestly, "Qinglan, make sure to let Mr. Fu choose the official name for the baby, okay?" She felt that if the task were left to Shen Qinglan, the mother, Young Master Fu was bound to cry in the future.

"Is it really that bad?" Shen Qinglan asked.

Fang Tong and Yu Xiaoxuan nodded in unison.

Shen Qinglan frowned. "But I spent several days on this."

Yu Xiaoxuan was even more speechless. If ’several days’ got this result, what would have happened if she had chosen on a whim?

"Your due date is in Wuyue next year, right?" Yu Xiaoxuan asked.

Shen Qinglan nodded. She had become pregnant at the beginning of August, so her due date was in May.

"Then let’s name the baby Wuyue. It’s simple and direct, and it fits whether the baby is a boy or a girl. How good is that?" Yu Xiaoxuan clapped her hands in approval.

Fang Tong looked at her disdainfully, "Yu Xiaoxuan, when the time comes for your kids’ names, make sure you let Han Yi decide. Otherwise, your children will end up crying when they grow up too."

Feeling scorned, Yu Xiaoxuan glared back at her. "If you think you can do better, have a go."