I Woke up and Was Pregnant

Not long after the lawsuit between Fu Zhen and Zhao Jin about the director’s dispute, another big news broke out on the Internet. Director Zhao Jin was sued in court for buying murder. This time he was waiting for him and his brothers. It may be a disaster that cannot be released for life.

Fu Zhen just glanced at the report hastily. Jiang Hengshu asked someone to deal with this matter, and it would certainly not make Zhao Jin and the others feel better. He is more concerned about tomorrow's Valentine's Day.

He had to buy some gifts for Jiang Hengshu when he celebrated this kind of holiday for the first time. He gave him a tie after New Year's Day last time. What will he give him this time?

Fu Zhen had already thought about this issue just a few days after returning from Jiang’s house. Jiang Hengshu didn’t lack anything. He wanted to give him a pair of leather shoes before, but after arriving at Jiang’s house, he lived in the bedroom where Jiang Hengshu used to live. Seeing the shoes in that cupboard, I dismissed the idea.

He even thought about making a movie for Jiang Hengshu as a Valentine's Day gift as before, but if he prepares it now, I am afraid that it will take Qixi Festival for Jiang Hengshu to see it. It must be too late.

Another thing, he really didn’t have time to write a new script recently. When Fu Zhen had just finished filming "Chunhua Mountain" before leaving the Fu family, he thought about buying the work "White Castle" by Jia Luo Pingping and adapting it. It was made into a movie, but after those things happened, this plan was delayed by him for a long time.

He now has money and thought about buying the copyright of this film, but he heard that Luo Pingping is in a lawsuit with a well-known online writer during this period. Even if he wants to buy the copyright, he has to wait for Luo Pingping to finish his work. Let's talk about it here.

So there must be no way to give the movie to Jiang Hengshu, so what else can I give him?

Fu Zhen scratched his head and searched on the Internet. Most of the suggestions were to make a handicraft, or buy him something he particularly wanted in the near future, but Jiang Hengshu didn’t need anything recently. He couldn't make any tricks when he started to do manual work.

Fu Zhen slipped down the answer a little bit. Suddenly an old driver drove in the last line, saying that he could give him a memorable night, and posted a picture of the sailor suits, which are sold on Taobao. Maid clothes, and clothes like nurse clothes.

Fu Zhen's suggestion to the old driver was actually a little bit moving, but he was afraid of having a child in his stomach, and he didn't dare to mess around.

No, it seems to be fine. Fu Zhen touched his stomach. It is still very flat now, and there is no small life being bred inside.

A little blush spread from Fu Zhen’s face to under his neck. He thought of Jiang Hengshu’s replay of the things in his pockets. He didn’t know if he was still there. He put down the towel in his hand and got up to find out the Spring Festival from the closet. Jiang Hengshu wore the windbreaker when they went to Baimeishan Hot Spring.

At this moment, Jiang Hengshu opened the door and came in, and found that Fu Zhen was holding the windbreaker he wore a few days ago and was groping for something. He was a little strange and asked, "What are you looking for?"

Fu Zhen looked up at Jiang Hengshu and gave a dry smile. Naturally, he couldn't tell Jiang Hengshu that he was looking for the little white tube. He shook his head and said to Jiang Hengshu, "It's nothing, see if it gets dirty. Need a wash?"

Jiang Hengshu didn't doubt him either. It might have been guessed but he didn't say anything. He sat down beside Fu Zhen, picked up the hair dryer in the cabinet, and waved to Fu Zhen: "Okay, come and dry your hair. To sleep."

Fu Zhen hummed and hung the windbreaker back in the closet. He didn't touch the last used thing in his pocket just now, so he should go to the pharmacy to buy a tube tomorrow.

Jiang Hengshu dried Fu Zhen's hair, then the two went to bed, hugged each other, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

The next morning, Fu Zhen woke up early, just waiting for Jiang Hengshu to open his eyes and say to him: "Happy Valentine's Day."

The sunlight came in along the gap between the bed curtains and quietly pressed on the quilt. Jiang Hengshu's blue eyes seemed to be filled with sparkling waves. He laughed softly after hearing Fu Zhen's voice, and then extended his arms. He stretched out and took Fu Zhen in his arms, and he whispered back in his ear: "Happy Valentine's Day."

After breakfast, Fu Zhen and Jiang Hengshu went to work separately. After Jiang Hengshu sent Fu Zhen to their studio, he waited for a while downstairs before leaving. Moved his studio to the vicinity of his company,

Fu Zhen came earlier. Only two people came to the studio. After saying hello, Fu Zhen sat in front of the computer and began to draw the remaining shots of yesterday. He entered the working state. He had to give today's work quickly. When it's over, I will draw another full-body picture for Jiang Hengshu. After all, there is only one night of happiness. This Valentine's Day seems to be a bit coping.

There are many different Jiang Hengshu in his sketchbook. Those were drawn when he was at work on the construction site. He selected the one he was more satisfied with as a sketch, and then refined and colored it. .

During the lunch break, Fu Zhen only ate two buns. He hurried back to the computer and colored the base map drawn in the morning. The assistant director passed by behind Fu Zhen. He thought that Fu Zhen was still working. After taking a look at the computer, he found that he did not paint a character in the Shazhou Chronicle at all, so he asked curiously: "Director Fu, what do you paint?"

Fu Zhen smiled embarrassedly: "Nothing?"

The deputy director took a closer look, and immediately found that Fu Zhen had painted Jiang Hengshu. Although Fu Zhen and Jiang Hengshu did not take the initiative to introduce them to them, they were not blind. It was easy to see that the relationship between the two of them was not. General, and very unusual.

"Oh—" The deputy director dragged a long tail, patted Fu Zhen's shoulder twice, showing a smile that I understand.

The assistant directors have always known that Fu is really the youngest son of the Fu family, and they don’t like Tang Wanwan very much. At that time, he often complained to them in the studio about how Tang Wanwan hated him, but at that time they didn’t know what it was. The reason is that every time they heard him say something is wrong with Tang Wanwan, they would feel uncomfortable in their hearts and felt that Fu Zhen was too careless.

When he saw Tang Wanwan’s wedding video before the Spring Festival this year, he suddenly wanted to understand that at that time Fu Zhen was facing a completely rebellious father and brother, as well as the aggressive Tang Wanwan. There was resentment in his heart. It's just human nature not to get vented, to spit on them every day.

If he could understand this earlier, when Fu Zhen was kicked out of the Fu family, he should have reached out to help somehow, but I don’t know why. After hearing that Tang Wanwan had an accident, he seemed to have completely forgotten. Fu Zhen is an average person, and no one has mentioned this name by his side since then.

He thought that the Shazhou Chronicle would never be updated again, and at this moment, he saw the Weibo sent by the official Weibo of the Shazhou Chronicle and retrieved the original creators of the Shazhou Chronicle.

Before coming to the studio, he was worried that Fu Zhen had lost his original intention of the Shazhou Chronicle in these years. Even if the Shazhou Chronicle was restored, it would be nothing but the end. But the moment he saw Fu Zhen, he I understand that the Shazhou Chronicle will not go into decline. Although Fu Zhen does not have the fierceness and spirit of the year, he is more mature than before, and the Shazhou Chronicle will only be better than before.

They wouldn't say anything for him on the Internet, but they all knew in their hearts that Fu was really a very good person.

The assistant director happily walked away, and went to the lounge next to him and found a single bed to lie on.

After Fu Zhen painted for a while, he received a call from Jiang Hengshu. Jiang Hengshu asked him on the phone, "What are you doing?"

Fu Zhen should have a rest at this time. In order not to disturb him, Jiang Hengshu would send him a WeChat message at most.

Fu Zhen looked at the computer in front of him, as if he had done something wrong. He didn't want to lie to Jiang Hengshu, saying, "I am drawing a picture."

Jiang Hengshu gave a hum, with a somewhat unexpected tone, and said to Fu Zhen: "Don't paint, go rest."

"It will be finished soon." Fu Zhen looked at the picture with only a little color, and said nonsense with his eyes open.

Jiang Hengshu's voice was gentle and firm at the end of the phone: "Observe, you should rest."

Fu Zhen was silent for a moment, shut down the computer obediently, and said, "Okay."

He stood up from the computer, and when he looked back, he saw Wang Tong leaning against the door and smirked at him. Fu Zhen immediately understood that this must be Wang Tong's secret.

Fortunately, there was not much work left in the afternoon. Fu Zhen hurriedly hurriedly finally finished the picture, printed it out on coated paper, bought a photo frame in the supermarket and put it in.

After finishing this, Fu Zhen held the picture frame and drove the second hand on the clock and turned it round and round, feeling a little anxious in his heart. The deputy director could see what he was thinking from his expression and said to him: " Director Fu, if you are in a hurry, you can leave work first. I'll be alone here."

Fu Zhen refused: "No, he hasn't got off work yet. I'll leave after a while."

Saying that Cao Cao had arrived, and not long after Fu Zhen's words fell, Jiang Hengshu called him and said that he had been waiting for him downstairs.

A smile appeared on Fu Zhen's face immediately, and he said to the few people who were still working: "You guys should go back soon."

They rejected Fu Zhen's suggestion: "We have no targets for single dogs, so why go back? Do you eat dog food?"

Fu Zhen couldn't help but laughed, waved with the others in the studio, turned and went downstairs to find Jiang Hengshu.

Jiang Hengshu took Fu Zhen to a French restaurant and had a candlelight dinner.

During the meal, I heard the little girl at the back table holding her mobile phone and saying, "It's so romantic, so romantic!"