Fierce Ex-wife: President, Please Be Careful

Young Lady Su, who had made a perfect example of how to sabotage her family, had a satisfying dinner after she filled in with her Young Aunt, who was Mu Tingfeng’s mother through a call. She went to bed after walking around the house to help with her digestion.

After a good night’s sleep, on the next morning, when Su Qing stretched and walked out of her room refreshed, the first thing she saw was Mu Tingfeng’s cold face that seemed slightly weary.

Mu Tingfeng was a man with too much self-control. His biological clock was even more accurate than the actual alarm clock. Mrs. Mu made fun of him over this before, saying that in his twenties, he had the habits of an old man in his seventies. His life lacked passion.

His consistent routine had allowed Mu Tingfeng to be so energetic almost every moment. She rarely had the opportunity to see him being slightly… disheveled.

Mu Tingfeng sensed Su Qing’s inquisitive gaze. He thought about it for a second before he turned around and walked into the bathroom to freshen up a bit. When he returned, he had turned back into the well-dressed business elite again.

Su Qing felt stifled as she looked at him. How could she not film that historic moment just now? Who knows when she would get to see her cousin’s disheveled look again?

She could only blame her cousin for reacting too quickly. He was not adorable at all. He was so cute when he was little, how did that cute little face turn into such a poker-face after growing up?

With a heart full of resentment, Su Qing turned her grief into appetite. After they enjoyed a good breakfast, she left the house with Mu Tingfeng.

The appointment with the doctor who examined Su Qing had been booked by Song Yi long ago, so when Su Qing and Mu Tingfeng arrived, they could head straight in for the examination without having to queue outside for the registration.

“Do you really have to look so reluctant?” Su Qing glanced at Mu Tingfeng, who was standing motionless by the wall, feeling annoyed by him.

“I’m not.” Mu Tingfeng looked at her indifferently and added, “Don’t lose your temper that easily when you’re pregnant, it’s not good for the baby.”

Su Ching was speechless. “…” Who was the one who had been making me mad all this time?

Su Qing took a deep breath and rolled her eyes at Mu Tingfeng before she lay on the bed on the side meekly and let the doctor examine her.

Mu Tingfeng stood by the side with little interest at first, but then his attention was drawn by the actions of the doctor who examined Su Qing.

He saw the doctor smear some unknown transparent liquid on Su Qing’s bulging belly, then she took out a small probe instrument and slid it around her belly. Along with her movements, a tiny figure could actually be seen on the display not far away.

Mu Tingfeng himself did not realize that the impatient look on his face was tinged with a trace of surprise when that tiny figure showed up, he had even straightened up his back instantly.

The female doctor who examined Su Qing glanced at the screen behind her. Then she turned back and smiled lightly at Su Qing. “It’s over four months old. We can tell that you’re going to have a healthy boy.”

“Really? A boy?” Su Qing’s eyes lit up slightly as she looked up to see the tiny figure on the screen.

“Yes, he’s still a little small, but he’s slowly taking shape. Look, those are his feet, that’s his head. It’s not very obvious yet. Wait for another month or two, then you’ll be able to see it more clearly.”

Su Qing stared at the tiny figure on the screen. A complicated feeling emerged, together with a trace of astonishment and a trace of panic, but what she felt more was the excitement and pride of being a mother for the first time.

Su Qing stared longingly at the tiny thing on the screen for a little longer before she sat up from the bed and began a routine questioning session with the doctor.

“How have you been feeling lately? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? Do you still have morning sickness often?”

Su Qing shook her head and answered, “I’ve been fine. I don’t feel any discomfort. And my morning sickness is not as serious as before.”

The doctor nodded as she continued, “How’s your appetite lately?”

“It’s better than before. I’m starting to be able to eat something, and I get hungry easily.”

The first few months of Su Qing’s pregnancy, she had vomited a lot. She threw up everything she ate, which worried Song Yi and his mother, who was her mother-in-law. She tried to brew all kinds of tonic to nourish Su Qing’s body, but unfortunately, nothing worked.

It was a good thing that Su Qing’s condition had stabilized lately. She did not throw up as often as she did before and she could consume more food now.

Otherwise, Song Yi and his mother would not have left Su Qing in Mu Tingfeng’s house and let him take care of her, while they were away to deal with some trouble that occurred in the Song family this time.

The female doctor smiled. “These are all normal. There is no need to be too worried. When you are hungry, eat something that is good for you and the baby, but don’t eat too much of it at once. It’s better to have more meals but eat only small portions at a time.”

The female doctor turned her gaze to Mu Tingfeng, who was standing not far away and said, “The expectant mother’s family member should take note of this. She may have more severe mood swings during her pregnancy. Her family members should be more tolerant of her, especially her husband. You should yield to her more in all things, regardless of big or little.”

When Su Qing saw that the female doctor was talking to Mu Tingfeng, she had already felt that something was not quite right. When she heard what the doctor said in the end, she felt really awkward. Her mouth twitched a little before she said, “Doctor, he isn’t my husband. He’s just my cousin. My husband has gone on a business trip, so he asked him to help and accompany me.”

The female doctor was stunned for a second and she felt a little embarrassed for a moment. “Sorry, that was really presumptuous of me. Most men who come here are usually expectant fathers.”

“It’s fine, it’s fine.” Su Qing smiled wryly and glanced at Mu Tingfeng, who had little reaction. She was slightly relieved when she saw that he was not offended.

After the examination, the female doctor told Su Qing to rest on the side for a while before leaving.

Mu Tingfeng looked at Su Qing, who was sitting on the bed with a tender look on her face while she stroked her slightly bulging belly. Somehow, on an impulse, he slowly walked to Su Qing’s side and asked, “Is it tiring to be pregnant?”

Su Qing was dazed. She looked strangely at Mu Tingfeng and said quietly, “Yes, a little. Is there any woman who is pregnant that is not tired? But compared to that, what I feel more is happiness. After all, I’m carrying the child of me and Brother Yi.”

Seeing Su Qing immersed in bliss, a trace of complexity swept across Mu Tingfeng’s eyes.

Su Qing touched her stomach tenderly for a while. Then she turned her head and looked sceptically at Mu Tingfeng. “Why are you curious about this? Feng, why do I feel that you… are a bit off today? Are you feeling unwell?”

Mu Tingfeng shook his head. He suddenly remembered that when Zhao Youlin was pregnant with Joy, he had never accompanied Zhao Youlin to the hospital once. The female doctor said that most of the men who came here were expectant fathers. But he, who had been a father for many years, came to this kind of place for the first time today. And the ones he had ended up bringing here were not his wife and son.

At that instant, Mu Tingfeng was suddenly shocked to realize that he seemed to have missed a lot of things over the years unintentionally.