bookcurios Chapter 426 This kid definitely deserves a beating
Chapter 426 This kid definitely deserves a beating
Wen Zhixia doesn't need to be coaxed.
Even if no one comforts her, she can still get through it.
No matter who tried to comfort her, she couldn't stop crying.
"You are not allowed to leave," she lay in Fu Ruoshi's arms, "I will kill you if you dare to leave."
Fu Ruoshi sighed, "As long as you don't drive me away, I will never leave even if I die."
"You are not allowed to leave even if I chase you away. You just won't leave."
"it is good."
In the ten years I've known her, I can count on one hand the number of times she's shown her vulnerability so directly.
It seems that the pregnancy has put a lot of pressure on her. Fu Ruoshi patted her back gently, coaxing her like a child.
In fact, Wen Zhixia is no longer feeling so uncomfortable.
But I still enjoy the feeling of being unreasonable with him.
Tuk-tuk-tuk.
There was a knock on the door outside the living room.
"It's Craig," Fu Ruoshi said, "He's here to deliver something."
Wen Zhixia let go of him and wiped her eyes with a tissue.
"Mr. Fu, Madam, good evening." Craig remained polite. "Mr. Fu, here are the documents you need to print. This is your itinerary for Mexico, your wife's medical appointment form, and several nutritionists are available. Please review them. If you have any questions, please leave a comment and we'll make the necessary changes."
He opened the folder, handed it over one by one according to the categories, then stepped back to the door and left.
"Pregnancy Mental Health Handbook, Dietary Dos and Don'ts, Recipes, Emergency Response Plan..." Wen Zhixia took the documents one by one and was stunned. "Fu Ruoshi, you're working on these this afternoon?"
"Quick, huh?" Fu Ruoshi said with a sense of accomplishment. "I was afraid you wouldn't feel comfortable on your honeymoon, so I prepared this information and sent a copy to everyone in the family. It was made using Zhuorui's software."
"That's amazing." Wen Zhixia praised sincerely.
Fu Ruoshi's tone was unusually serious. "Although I can't carry a child for you, nor can I take care of your pregnancy symptoms, but apart from the physical problems, everything else will be taken care of by me. You don't have to worry about anything."
Seeing how attentive he was, Wen Zhixia felt more at ease.
Fu Ruoshi's behavior made her feel that at least she was not fighting alone, and the person next to her was also doing his best to take care of everything for her.
"I'm not that useless. The child is ours, and I should worry about him," Wen Zhixia said. "Don't force it, especially Zhuo Rui. It's on the rise now, so we must grab any big orders."
Seeing that she cared so much about him, Fu Ruoshi felt even more sad. "I know what's going on. Don't think about others. Think about what to eat in Mexico. This is your task tonight."
Wen Zhixia felt relieved when she thought about going out to play soon.
"Okay, I'll go make a strategy."
She put away the materials on the table and went back to the study.
For the next two days, Wen Zhixia made travel plans during the day and went for a walk in the city with Fu Ruoshi at night, enjoying a rare period of happiness and leisure.
However, on the other hand, the Fu family was furious when they learned that Wen Zhixia was pregnant.
The second uncle brought a few fortune tellers to Song Ailing's house and asked her to choose a name for the child.
Uncle San and Aunt San invited a Chinese medicine doctor from their hometown, saying that they wanted to customize pregnancy-preserving medicine for Wen Zhixia.
On the weekend, the front hall of Song Ailing's Wanqing Villa became like a theater, full of people and noise.
After all, Fu Ruoshi is the recognized heir of the Fu family, so everyone naturally pays the most attention to the heir's children.
The second uncle said, "We have discussed it with the master. If nothing goes wrong, the child will be born in late winter or early spring. The boy will be named Fu Jianghong and the girl will be named Fu Jiangnan."
Song Ailing had a headache, "Ruo Shi said he wanted to name himself."
"How can a junior be named?" Second Uncle disagreed, "Where is he now? Call him back for a meeting. Although he is the heir, he is also a junior. There is no reason for the Fu family to name a junior!"
Aunt San asked, "Ailing, have you asked Xiaoxia to check whether the child is a boy or a girl? Hurry up and check it. It's very convenient now."
Song Ailing was embarrassed, "That girl is very stubborn, she definitely doesn't want to check."
"Ailing, what's wrong with you now?" Second Uncle was unhappy again, "Keming is gone, and you are the head of the family. How come you don't have any courage at all? How can you control those two boys like this?"
Song Ailing said coldly, "Second Uncle, you have little contact with him and his wife. You should spend more time with the children. Then you will gradually become as calm as I am and understand that many things in the world are beyond human control."
?
Second Uncle didn't know that Song Ailing had been worn out by the two children and had no temper, and thought that she simply didn't want to be in charge.
"Okay! If you don't care, I will!"
He picked up his phone and called Fu Ruoshi directly across the ocean.
At this moment, Fu Ruoshi and Wen Zhixia were admiring oil paintings at the Frida Museum in Mexico.
"Do you think our baby will like painting in the future?" Wen Zhixia pointed at a self-portrait. "I've wanted to learn painting since I was little, but I don't have the talent and I can't draw well."
Fu Ruoshi said, "Painting depends on talent. If neither of us has the painting gene, this child will be in trouble."
As soon as he finished speaking, his phone vibrated.
【Second Uncle】
The two looked at each other.
"Why is he calling?" Fu Ruoshi frowned.
Wen Zhixia's first reaction was that something happened at home, so she opened WeChat and found Song Ailing's chat box.
Fortunately, Song Ailing had just sent her a message saying [Be careful and beware of thieves]
It shouldn't be a big deal.
She shook her head at Fu Ruoshi.
Fu Ruoshi decisively put the phone back into his pocket, muted it, and ignored it.
"Why don't you answer it?" Wen Zhixia laughed at him, "Are you afraid of his nagging?"
Fu Ruoshi said bluntly, "It's likely that the news of your pregnancy got out, so he called to cause trouble for me. He has a lot on his plate, so don't add him."
As expected, as soon as he finished speaking, Wen Zhixia's phone vibrated.
Friend request: I am the second uncle
Wen Zhixia pressed delete, mute, and ignore.
"No one outsiders should interfere in our affairs as husband and wife." Fu Ruoshi pulled her tacitly, "Come on, let's go see the next painting."
For most of the next day, Fu Ruoshi kept receiving text messages from his second uncle.
He ignored everything, nothing could prevent him from having a honeymoon with his beloved wife.
The two stayed in a B&B in the city center. When they returned to the hotel, it was already evening.
At midnight.
Fu Ruoshi was sleeping lightly, and there was a rustling sound in his ears.
"Wen Zhixia?" He opened his eyes. "Wife?"
There was no one around him, and there was a little light coming from outside the house. He turned on the light and went out, and saw Wen Zhixia holding a computer and looking at something.
Seeing him come out, she smiled a little embarrassedly.
"Can't sleep?" Fu Ruoshi looked at her sneaky expression and asked, "Are you watching a romantic action movie?"
"No way..." Wen Zhixia smacked her lips and turned the computer screen towards him. "I suddenly felt hungry and was watching beef noodles to satisfy my craving."
In the past few days, Fu Ruoshi clearly felt that Wen Zhixia's appetite was getting better and better.
It looks like a child who is madly eager to grow.
But it's only been a few days, and it hasn't even fully grown yet, yet it can eat so much.
If it grows bigger and bigger...
Don't break its mother...
This is definitely a kid who deserves a beating.
Fu Ruoshi rubbed his hands together, thinking, "You damn bastard, can you please stop eating? Aren't you afraid that I'll beat you to death?"
"hiss......"
Wen Zhixia suddenly bent down and frowned.
Fu Ruoshi was shocked and immediately gave up the idea of beating the little bastard.
"Are you okay?" He hugged her.
Wen Zhixia paused, "Okay, that was just a seizure."
No way!
Fu Ruoshi was overwhelmed.
This little bastard can even read my mind?