The Tycoon's Mysterious Darling Wife
Chapter 360 - 362. Pregnancy Photoshoot (12 more updates)

Chapter 360: 362. Pregnancy Photoshoot (12 more updates)

He took Ya Xi’s hand off, but Ya Xi grabbed his hand in return, softly whimpering, "Don’t go, don’t leave me alone." Doug thought she had woken up, but she was still asleep. As before, he had no choice but to sit on the floor and rest leaning against the bed.

Doug was woken up in the middle of the night by Ya Xi’s movements, as Ya Xi got up wanting some water, only to be surprised to see Doug was still there, resting with his legs curled on the edge of the bed. A warm current flowed in Ya Xi’s heart.

She had not known Doug for long, and their interactions had not been much, yet Doug had taken care of her like this when she was ill. Last time, when she was upset, he patiently comforted her. Ya Xi couldn’t articulate how she felt at the moment.

When Doug awoke from the noise and met Ya Xi’s eyes, Ya Xi smiled apologetically, "Sorry, I woke you up."

As Doug tried to get up, his legs grew numb. He patted his legs and waited a bit before standing. "It’s nothing. Can’t sleep?"

"I just wanted some water," said Ya Xi.

Doug stood up and poured a glass of water for Ya Xi. Seeing her staring blankly at the cup, Doug smiled, "Didn’t you want to drink water?"

Ya Xi took the cup, "Doug, thank you." Thank you for helping me like this.

Doug smiled faintly, "We’re friends; there’s no need to be so polite." Seeing that Ya Xi was much better and not repeatedly sick, he spoke, "Since you’re fine now, I should head back."

Ya Xi glanced at the time; it was already past two in the morning, "Why don’t you stay at my place tonight? There’s a guest room next door. It’s so late, going back now would be inconvenient."

Doug thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, that’ll be trouble for you. You should rest soon too, don’t think too much."

Ya Xi obediently nodded, "Alright, I got it. Go rest."

After seeing her lie down and close her eyes, Doug left the room. Ya Xi opened her eyes, gently placed her hand on her chest, a smile curving at her lips, then she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, when Ya Xi woke up, Doug was already gone. A touch of sadness flashed in her eyes.

**

Beijing, Fu Family.

Upon knowing about Ya Xi’s situation, Shen Qinglan was a bit worried. Seeing her furrowed brow, Fu Hengyi spoke soothingly, "Qinglan, with Doug there, Ya Xi will certainly be alright."

Shen Qinglan hummed in response, "I know, but I can’t help but worry." Right then, Doug’s call came through. He explained the situation briefly to Shen Qinglan who immediately felt relieved.

Seeing the relaxed expression in her eyes, Fu Hengyi knew Ya Xi must be alright and smiled, "Feeling relieved now? Come here."

Shen Qinglan looked at him, slightly puzzled, but still approached him. Fu Hengyi held a tub of ointment, "What’s this?"

Fu Hengyi gestured to the bed, "Sit down."

Shen Qinglan did as told, and Fu Hengyi lifted her shirt, revealing her smooth belly. He took out the ointment, squeezed some onto his palm, and applied it evenly on Shen Qinglan’s belly. Shen Qinglan looked at him, "What is this?"

Fu Hengyi gave her a resigned look and explained, "This is for stretch marks. I asked the doctor, and it’s safe for both the baby and the expectant mother."

Shen Qinglan pursed her lips, "Honestly, I don’t mind." It was just some stretch marks after all.

"But I do. I don’t want you to have even a little wrinkle, not even on your belly." Any woman would care about her appearance.

A warm current swept through Shen Qinglan’s heart as she watched Fu Hengyi apply the ointment with care and softly spoke, "Fu Hengyi, did I save the Milky Way in my past life?"

Fu Hengyi looked up at her, "You didn’t save the Milky Way. The person who saved the Milky Way was me."

Shen Qinglan smiled. After Fu Hengyi finished applying the ointment, he started the routine he never missed—talking to the baby in the belly. His expression was always especially tender during these moments.

"Qinglan, let’s take a portrait series after the eighth day of the month?" After communicating with the baby, Fu Hengyi suggested.

Shen Qinglan looked at him; neither she nor Fu Hengyi were fond of taking photos. They had very few pictures together, and apart from their wedding photos, pictures of both were scarce, especially Fu Hengyi’s.

Fu Hengyi gently said, "They say, besides being a bride, a woman’s most beautiful moments are when she’s a mother. I want to capture every beautiful moment of your life, so when we’re old, we can sit under the sunset, lie on the rocking chairs, and flip through our photo album, reminiscing about our youth."

Shen Qinglan chuckled, and Fu Hengyi glanced sideways. She laughed even more heartily, "Fu Hengyi, you like this... It’s quite an endearing contrast." If such words were from Xiao Xuan, Shen Qinglan wouldn’t find it out of place, but coming from Mr. Fu... Well, Mr. Fu had successfully hit Shen Qinglan’s cute spot.

With resignation, Fu Hengyi watched Shen Qinglan. Wasn’t this the time to be moved? Why was his wife’s reaction so... peculiar.

Shen Qinglan had enough laughter, stopped, and looked at Fu Hengyi, her usually cold eyes now twinkling, "Let’s take a family portrait in a few days, the three of us."

Now that Fu Hengyi had retired from the Sharp Blade Unit, even if his photo got out, it wouldn’t matter anymore. Most importantly, King was already dead. With this lurking threat gone, they had removed a hanging sword above their heads.

On the second day of the lunar year, Shen Junyu flew to Hai City. He was already engaged to Wen Xiyao, and it was proper to visit the Wen Family during the New Year.

Wen Sihan went to pick him up at the airport. Shen Junyu didn’t see Wen Xiyao, and Wen Sihan explained with a smile, "Relatives and friends came over last night, and Xi Yao drank a bit too much, so she didn’t wake up this morning."

Upon hearing this, Shen Junyu immediately asked, "Did she drink a lot? Is it serious?"

"It’s nothing serious, just a bit more than usual. She’ll be fine after some sleep. This girl, she got drunk last night and still mumbled about waking up early to pick you up at the airport. She even clutched my sleeve, asking me to wake her. But seeing her sleep so soundly this morning, I just couldn’t bear to wake her."

A hint of a smile flickered across Shen Junyu’s eyes, "Let her sleep. She works so hard usually, now that she finally has a break, she should rest well."

**

At the Wen household, Wen Xiyao opened her eyes at ten in the morning. She jumped out of bed, hurriedly put on her clothes, and ran downstairs. Mrs. Wen, seeing her anxious and flustered appearance, couldn’t help saying, "Xi Yao, where are you rushing off to?"

"Mom, I’m going to pick up Jun Yu. I’m running out of time. Didn’t I ask you to wake me up last night? Why didn’t you wake me this morning?"

Mrs. Wen held her back, "Your elder brother has already gone. He left early in the morning and promised to bring your Shen Junyu back."

Wen Xiyao turned her head, "Elder brother went?"

"Yes, your brother went to wake you up this morning but seeing you sleep so soundly, he went by himself."

"Elder brother really, couldn’t he have called me to go with him?" Wen Xiyao huffed lightly.

"No wonder people say girls are extroverted. Look at you, you’re not even married to the guy yet and your heart has already flown to his side," Wen Sixian, who had just come in, overheard Wen Xiyao and couldn’t help teasing.

Wen Xiyao gave him a sidelong glance, "Second brother, who are you talking about?"

"I’m definitely talking about you. Look at yourself now; aren’t you afraid that showing up like this will scare Jun Yu away?"

Hearing this, Wen Xiyao looked down at herself and realized that in her rush, she hadn’t even washed her face, brushed her teeth, or tidied her hair. She uttered an "ah" and rushed upstairs.

Wen Sixian shook his head as he watched and said to Mrs. Wen, "Mom, your daughter is really something."

Mrs. Wen glared at him, "What nonsense are you spouting?"

When Wen Xiyao came back downstairs, she had changed into a new outfit and had a light makeup on. Seeing her, Wen Sixian couldn’t help but whistle, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, indeed, beauty is as beauty does."

Wen Xiyao, who would soon see Shen Junyu, was in a great mood and smiled, "You’ll do the same when you meet a woman you love."

Wen Sixian chuckled, "Your second brother is a man; I definitely wouldn’t act all womanly like that."

Wen Xiyao huffed and looked toward Mrs. Wen, "Mom, Jun Yu likes sweet and sour ribs. Did you get Auntie to make some?"

Mrs. Wen smiled, "It’s done. I had it prepared early in the morning."

Wen Xiyao was satisfied. After looking around and not seeing Wen Bingchuan, she asked, "Where’s Daddy?"

"Your father is upstairs practicing calligraphy. I’ll go call him down now. Your elder brother and Jun Yu should be arriving soon," Mrs. Wen said, rising to go upstairs.

Wen Xiyao sat down, and Wen Sixian stared at her, causing Wen Xiyao to feel somewhat perplexed, "Second brother, why are you always staring at me? Do I have something on my face?"

"No flowers, but I just want to check if my sister hasn’t been switched with someone else. Just a man, look at the way you’re all lovesick. Are you still the cool and competent sister I know?"

Wen Xiyao rolled her eyes, "Second brother, can’t you speak properly? What do you mean by ’lovesick’? Is that how you talk about your own sister? Besides, when have I ever been aloof? I’ve always been a very approachable person, okay?"

Wen Sixian laughed, "Yes, yes, you’re approachable, you’re the most approachable."

While they were talking, the sound of a car pulled up outside. Wen Xiyao stood up from the sofa, "Elder brother is back." She ran to open the door, and upon seeing the person outside, her smile instantly disappeared, "Why is it you?"