I’m Pregnant With a Wealthy Old Man’s Child

Zu Qi was really exhausted. After returning to the banquet hall for a while, he went back to the bedroom to take a bath and sleep.

At night, Zu Qi slept in a daze, and suddenly felt a little movement around him. He turned sideways to the bedroom door, subconsciously wanting to turn over and look, but a hand gently pressed him.

"It's okay." Xue Jue's voice rang in his ears, "Go to sleep."

Hearing this, Zu Qi's sleepiness disappeared in an instant, and he couldn't help but lift up the hand Xue Jue put on him, then turned over to face Xue Jue.

The room was dark, with only a dim moonlight shining through the French windows half-hidden by the curtains.

In this faint light that was almost invisible, Zu Qi could only see Xue Jue's shadowy figure, and the sound of the squeaky voice when he went to bed. After a while, he lay down beside Zu Qi.

In fact, after Zuqi took a bath, he drank the hangover tea specially sent by Xiaoya. Now his head was very clear. He thought of what he hadn't done in the bathroom before, and his heart throbbed, so he pulled Xue Jue's heart. The hand was not willing to let go.

"Xue Jue." Zu Qi shouted hoarsely.

After Xue Jue lay down beside Zu Qi, he didn't move anymore. He hummed, which was regarded as a response to Zu Qi's words.

Zu Qi felt the heat continuously coming from Xue Jue's palm. He subconsciously licked his lips, looking for the topic in a wild heart: "Are you gone?"

"Well, it's gone." Xue Jue allowed Zuqi to hold his hand, and his magnetic voice looked very nice in the quiet air. He said, "Steward Zhang is still helping to see off the guests, so I will come up first."

In order not to disturb Zu Qi, who was already asleep, Xue Jue deliberately went to the guest room to take a shower before coming over, but Zu Qi was not asleep yet.

It's just that tonight, Zu Qi was so well-behaved, he was used to the appearance of the other party looking for faults and making troubles unreasonably. At this time, Xue Jue was a little uncomfortable.

"Oh..." Zu Qi replied absently. He was bored and scratched Xue Jue's palm with his index finger. Unfortunately, the man lying beside him seemed not ticklish and completely indifferent.

After Zu Qi calmed down, Xue Jue closed his mouth honestly, without any intention to speak actively.

After thinking about it, Zu Qi felt that maybe he should take the initiative. After all, he liked Xue Jue first, so he should pay more in this relationship. If Xue Jue cannot accept his likes...

Judging from Xue Jue's character, he would refuse directly, right?

Zu Qi thought about a lot of things, and felt uneasy.

Although he had been in love a few times, his relationship experience was not rich in the final analysis. Moreover, the other party was actively taking the initiative in those relationships. He was like a dull frog who would only jump once for a long time. There was even a girl. The reason for breaking up with him was that he was too cold.

Zu Qi did not really like anyone before, but now he finally likes it, but it is Xue Jue who should have kept his distance...

Hey…

Zu Qi sighed inwardly. He felt that he needed a good night's sleep in order not to worry about gains and losses, but he still couldn't help but said, "What about your dad? He didn't do anything, right?"

"No." Xue Jue recalled Xue Yanjing's expression and reaction after seeing Weng Yuxiang, and his voice gradually became cold. "He and Sun Fei went back together. It is also a joke to stay."

"Where is your mother?" Zu Qi continued to ask.

"She's been back to the room long ago." Xue Jue didn't know where Zu Qi had said so much. He thought that he was awakened by the action of going to bed just now, so he pulled his hand out of Zu Qi's arms and put his hand on him through the bedding. Tap twice and say softly in a coaxing tone, "It's getting late, go to bed."

Zu Qi, who is still trying to find topics in his mind: "..."

Zu Qi squeezed his empty hand, immediately angry and funny, and shook Xue Jue's hand on his body in his heart, and dragged Xue Jue to his side.

"I…"

As soon as Zu Qi's words came out, they were interrupted by a burst of deafening crying.

"..." Zu Qi opened his eyes in surprise, he suddenly realized something at this moment, got up and turned on the night light on the bedside table.

The warm yellow light instantly filled the originally dark bedroom. Zu Qi turned his head and clearly saw Xue Wan, lying between him and Xue Jue.

It's no wonder that when Zu Qi approached Xue Jue just now, he seemed to accidentally press something...

Xue Wan lay on his back on the bed, waving his chubby little hand, his face was red from crying, and bursts of tears overflowed from the little guy's squinted eyes.

Zu Qi was still a little angry that Xue Jue carried Xue Wan over. Seeing this situation, his anger disappeared instantly. He hurried forward to pick up the little guy to comfort him, but Xue Jue took Xue Wan a step ahead of him. Into the arms.

Xue Jue got out of bed and hugged Xue Wan, pacing back and forth in the bedroom, coaxing the little guy to sleep for a long time.

During the whole process, Zu Qi rubbed his arms, watching with an awkward expression on the side.

"Sorry." Zu Qi was very self-blame. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the way he couldn't wait just now was too affectionate, and he made a joke in front of Xue Jue.

After Xue Jue coaxed the child, he discovered that Zu Qi was still standing across from the bed. He couldn't help but said, "What are you apologizing for?"

Zu Qi's head hangs slightly, pinching the corners of his clothes uncomfortably, feeling helpless like a kid who has done something wrong, and his voice is as low as a mosquito: "I don't know you must be there..."

"It's okay, I should tell you that it is my fault." Xue Jue sighed helplessly only when Zuqi was apologizing for his pressing Xue Wan, "You must be your child, so you Don’t say sorry to me."

Zu Qi pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Go to bed, don't catch cold." Xue Jue urged.

Zu Qi said oh, and then climbed onto the bed with both hands and feet. Not long after lying down, Xue Jue hugged Xue Wan, who was asleep again, into the bed, and the little guy was placed between the two of them.

Zu Qi turned sideways, reached out through a layer of fabric to touch Xue Wan's soft belly, and let out a contented sigh.

Xue Jue seemed to hear his sighing and chuckled: "Since you left, you must have begun to recognize people again. I often make trouble at my mother's place at night, so I had to take him to sleep."

"What a naughty guy." Zu Qi could imagine how Xue Wan was tossing people. This kid was a demon king when he got into trouble.

Speaking of Xue Wan, Xue Jue was like opening a chat box and talking about the recent situation of the little guy. It was not until Zuqi yawned that he stopped the topic and said, "Go to sleep, good night."

"Good night." Zu Qi was really sleepy, and not long after closing his eyes, his thoughts gradually blurred.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear Xue Jue talking again.

"What do you think? Zu Qi..."

It took Zu Qi some effort to distinguish what Xue Jue was talking about, but he was confused, but he replied vaguely: "Well...what do you think..."

"Then do you like me?" Xue Jue said.

Zu Qi almost reflexively wanted to say he liked it, but among the flashes of light, his little brain capacity actually realized that Xue Jue seemed to know what he was going to do just now, but deliberately pretended not to know...

Putting Xue Wan in the middle is also to prevent yourself from touching him...

Thinking of this, a nameless anger rushed up from Zu Qi's heart unconsciously, and he said coarsely: "I don't like... I hate it... You really hate..."

Xue Jue: "..."

After speaking, Zu Qi fell asleep, and she didn't know if Xue Jue had said anything afterwards.

…

the next day.

When Zu Qi opened his eyes, Xue Jue beside him was no longer there, and even Xue Wan, who slept among them last night, was nowhere to be seen.

After washing and dressing neatly, Zu Qi went downstairs to the restaurant for breakfast, and saw Weng Yuxiang holding the babbling Xue Wan standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows looking at the snowy scenery outside.

Hearing the footsteps, Weng Yuxiang turned her head and smiled: "Xiao Qi, good morning."

"You are early." Zu Qi sat down at the table, "Where is Xue Jue?"

Weng Yuxiang said: "Xiao Jue has gone to the company."

"Oh..." Zu Qi looked down and smiled reluctantly to cover up the loss in his eyes.

He suddenly thought of the vague conversation between him and Xue Jue last night, and suddenly felt a headache. In fact, he didn't remember the content of the conversation clearly, only knew that he didn't seem to answer very well.

After breakfast, the bored Zu Qi hugged Xue Wan and walked back and forth in the living room.

Now Xue Wan is two and a half months old and weighs more than ten kilograms. It is not very heavy but definitely not light. Zu Qi felt sour in his hands for less than half an hour, and he was a little too tired to breathe.

However, this stinky boy Xue million was very happy. He kept waving his two chubby hands, making a babble sound in his mouth, and his crystal grape-like round and bright eyes stared directly at Zu Qi.

I have to say that Xue Wan's eyes are very similar to Xue Jue. Being looked at by the little guy, Zu Qi actually had the illusion of being stared at by Xue Jue.

Seeing Zu Qi staying on the spot, Weng Yuxiang on the side hurried forward and wanted to take over Xue Wan. He said helplessly, "If you can't hold it anymore, just say it."

Zu Qi handed Xue Wan to Weng Yuxiang, rubbed his sore arm, and exclaimed, "I haven't seen him in ten days. This kid has grown into a pig."

"It's almost fifteen catties heavier." Weng Yuxiang said with a smile, "Junzhuo told me many times that he asked me to help tens of millions lose weight, but we can't bear it."

Zu Qi tugged Xue Wan's chubby hand stretched towards him, and said twice: "It's really heavier. The normal weight of a two-month-old child is about ten pounds, right?"

This data was obtained by Zuqi on the Internet. He still saw all kinds of pictures of babies of two or three months old on the Internet, but he thought that those babies were not as cute as his family.

Although Xue Wan looks chubby, he is white and tender, with big beautiful eyes and piercing eyes. It is a bit troublesome to cry...

Zuqi now does not admit who said that his son was as ugly as a monkey.

It's a pity that the facts have proved that Xue couldn't help but praise.

As soon as Zu Qi finished thinking about this, he saw Xue Wan's mouth flattened, and then wrinkled his face in Weng Yuxiang's arms and started crying, his two small hands were still desperately grabbing Zu Qi's side.

Weng Yuxiang's expression suddenly changed from joy to grief. While returning Xue Wan to Zuqi, Weng Yuxiang said bitterly: "My grandson only recognizes Dad again..."

"..." Zu Qi took Xue Wan with his sore hands, showing an awkward and polite smile.

The next second when he returned to Zu Qi's arms, the little guy's cry stopped abruptly, and there were crystal clear tears on Xiao Pang's face, but he smiled silly with his mouth open.

Weng Yuxiang stared at all this, the sadness in his eyes almost condensed into substance.

It was not until the afternoon that Weng Yuxiang dared to take the little guy while Xue Wan was asleep. At this time, Heng Jingchen also came to the door.

Zu Qi took Heng Jingchen to Xue Jue's study on the second floor. The two sat down on the sofa. Xiaoya came in with tea and pastries. After placing them on the coffee table, she quietly walked out.

Heng Jingchen walked on the snowy road in the front yard for more than 20 minutes. The cold was so cold that he was shivering. He took a sip of the hot tea in both hands, and suddenly felt his body warm up.

"Your house is too big, just get a sightseeing car. I have to freeze it into a popsicle when I go down." Heng Jingchen complained whispered.

Zuqi nodded in agreement: "I also think the area here is too big. It takes a long walk for a walk after dinner."

Heng Jingchen: "..." Is this a show off in disguise?

After chatting for a while, Heng Jingchen seriously returned to the topic: "By the way, I was going to tell you last night, but I didn’t find where you are. You asked me to inquire about it last week. I’ve heard about this. I have a classmate who is engaged in farming in the suburbs. He planned to sell the land half a year ago. It’s a pity that the land is so large and the surrounding area is uninhabited and it is not within the scope of the urban construction plan. Until now, no buyer has been found , You can check it out if you are interested."