PFC Chapter 904 Differential Treatment
Chapter 904 Differential Treatment
Huo Yan supported himself and tried to get up, but it was still difficult.
The sound of the pillow falling to the ground startled Zhuang Zhoucheng. He came to his senses instantly, turned around and looked at Huo Yan who was struggling to reach the pillow that had fallen on the ground. His eyes suddenly became hot and he strode forward.
"Why didn't you call me?"
He picked up the pillow, helped Huo Yan sit up, sat beside her, kissed her cheek, and whispered:
"Are you feeling unwell? Is Little Seventeen making trouble again?"
Huo Yan shook her head and leaned into Zhuang Zhoucheng's arms with some emotion.
"Zhuang Zhoucheng, am I too bad?" Huo Yan asked him in a low voice.
Zhuang Zhoucheng gently put his hand against her face. Who would back down just after achieving success?
She should be proud at this moment, but he could see heartache and worry in her eyes.
Zhuang Zhoucheng kissed her cheek and whispered, "I like everything."
"Zhuang Zhoucheng has really changed a lot. You never said you liked me before." Huo Yan said softly, looking up at Zhuang Zhoucheng, reaching out to touch his cheek, revealing a genuine smile:
"I like this kind of Zhuang Zhoucheng. This kind of Zhuang Zhoucheng is my husband, the man who belongs to me, not just a high and mighty god."
In her heart, he still held a very high status, for her to look up to and worship. But if it was just like that, she would be very insecure.
Worship him, look up to him, and love him at the same time.
Zhuang Zhoucheng kissed her on the face and whispered, "Go to the hospital tomorrow and stay there until you're out of confinement?"
This way he felt at ease and isolated himself from everyone who might disturb her until Little Seventeen was born and the confinement period was over.
There are still a long few months ahead, and he really can't guarantee that he will be with her every moment during these months.
"In the hospital?"
Huo Yan's face was filled with hesitation. She was really about to vomit from being hospitalized. Just think about it, she was still so young, how many times had she been hospitalized?
During the two months she spent in the hospital after her first miscarriage, she was really going crazy. If possible, she didn't even want to go to the hospital to give birth to the baby in her belly.
"Of course it's different from being hospitalized." Zhuang Zhoucheng pinched her round little chin and smiled.
How could I not understand what she was worried about?
"No."
Huo Yan refused and climbed up from Zhuang Zhoucheng's body slowly, rubbing against him. Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at the little fellow strangely and asked:
"what happened?"
"I want to sit up!" Huo Yan suddenly yelled, "Can't you see I can't get up? Can't you help me?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng rubbed his forehead and said, "Oh no, the queen is angry."
He quickly lent her a hand and helped her sit up.
Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't know that the old man had brought the divorce agreement. If he was not at home today, he would have to sign the divorce agreement whether he wanted to or not.
The old man's personal bodyguard was standing at the door. Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't see him, but the nurse next to him did.
It's really not easy to live in a wealthy family. For people who don't have the psychological endurance, it's considered good if they can last for a month.
Huo Yan basically did nothing else in her later years. Her eyes would hurt if she read for a while, her waist would ache if she lay down, and she would feel too tired if she exercised. Generally speaking, there were only two things left for her to do: eat and sleep.
A nap is essential. She loves the sofa and doesn't want to move. Zhuang Zhoucheng's words are of no use, so he can only let her do what she wants and cover her with the blanket.
When Huo Yan woke up and wanted to drink some water, he started talking non-stop:
"I want to drink water, I want to drink water, I want to drink water..."
If Zhuang Zhoucheng hadn't glanced at her every once in a while, he wouldn't have noticed that the little beast had woken up. He put down the baby-raising magazine, walked towards her, and sat on the ground.
"What? What do you want?"
"I want to drink some water." Huo Yan murmured.
Zhuang Zhoucheng's face was full of helplessness. "Even if you don't want to do it yourself, you have to let me hear your voice, don't you think, Yan'er?"
When he looked at her, she looked more like a little baby whose brain was completely useless.
Zhuang Zhoucheng gave her the water. After drinking it, Huo Yan continued to sleep, as if she had no intention of waking up.
Zhuang Zhoucheng sat on the ground and looked at Huo Yan for a long time, and finally confirmed that she was really asleep.
This speed of falling asleep is really...
Huo Yan was lazy, but she did yoga every day. Zhuang Zhoucheng also knew that she wanted to have a natural birth.
But she is so small, Zhuang Zhoucheng is very worried. If her hand gets a little cut it will hurt like hell. Can she endure the pain of childbirth?
Zhuang Zhoucheng sat on the ground for more than an hour without even realizing he had been sitting there for so long.
Huo Yan had already woken up from his nap this time when he woke up with a start. When he looked at the time, he realized that time had passed really quickly.
Look, he was in trouble. He admitted it himself without anyone reminding him.
When she came back, his heart came alive. Even if he stayed by her side and did nothing, just looking at her, his heart would be filled with warmth.
*
Ji Wuwei brought his wife back to the Zhuang family. An Jinyu did not announce it until three months later, which made the first wife very happy.
The feelings of injustice she had felt for her son these days were finally washed away by this happy event. Originally, An Jinyu lived outside with Ji Wuwei, which was closer to the company.
Ji Wuwei devoted himself to the company, and An Jinyu went to take care of him.
The eldest wife would occasionally visit the place where the young couple lived and buy some daily necessities.
After Zhuang Yu Nuan and Feng Jie immigrated, they no longer cared about Ji Wuwei.
The first wife had no children, so after Ji Wuwei was adopted by the first wife, the first wife treated Ji Wuwei as her own son.
Now that An Jinyu is pregnant, she naturally wants to move back. She has the same idea as Huo Yan. The Zhuang family has many people and can take care of her.
If she and her husband lived alone outside, everything would be inconvenient. A pregnant woman with her physical condition would not be allowed to go to the market to buy vegetables, cook meals and serve her husband in the morning and evening, right?
An Jinyu was also cautious. After she got the baby, she never left the house and hired a housekeeper to help with cooking and housework. However, the housekeeper was not used to it because she was not used to it.
In comparison, it is better to live back at the banker's house.
The old man is a man who likes to show off. A large part of the reason why he attaches so much importance to his great-grandson comes from the conflict he had with his youngest son two days ago.
In order to celebrate the birth of his great-grandson, he held a grand banquet at home. Although he was happy, he did it for his youngest son to see, but he was still angry in his heart.
Zhuang Zhoucheng and Huo Yan didn't react much to the old man's action. They just shrugged their shoulders, spread their hands, and let it go.
"There's a banquet over there. If you want to join in the fun, go ahead. If you want to be quiet, just stay home and sleep, okay?" Zhuang Zhoucheng said before leaving. Obviously, he didn't take this matter to heart.
He also has children, so why should he envy others?
It's still an unformed embryo. Wouldn't it be embarrassing for the little one to celebrate so lavishly?
Zhuang Zhoucheng was not anxious, nor was he envious. He would wait until his boy was a hundred days old and then he would give him a big one. What was this little fight now?
Huo Yan escorted Zhuang Zhoucheng to the door, smiled and kissed her husband on the cheek, saying:
"If someone invites me, I'll go. If no one remembers me, I won't go."