Chapter 1177 - 1149: Eyes Like a Cold-Blooded Animal

Chapter 1177: Chapter 1149: Eyes Like a Cold-Blooded Animal

In the evening when Yu Minglang came back, Qian told him about sending the beauty away, he was silent for a long time.

Both of them felt a little heavy-hearted. Yu Minglang worried that Qian might get upset over this and changed the topic.

"I see there are more things in the living room?"

"Yeah, it’s from the family of one of my current patients. They kept saying they didn’t need them, yet she showed up at our doorstep to force them on us, fearing I would stop treating her father—I feel a bit uneasy."

Qian had been mulling over this, and the more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt.

"I don’t know if I’m being paranoid or what, Mrs. Mu said she was passing by after visiting school to bring me things, but somehow her attitude seemed too natural to be just a coincidence."

Qian is always keen on privacy, never revealing where she lives or what her husband does.

Yet today, Mu Xiaofeng could find her accurately, and she wondered if she was overthinking it.

"What does this patient’s family do?" Yu Minglang asked.

"They run a travel agency and have several hotels outside the city. She’s always warm to me, constantly bringing me stuff. I feel cold-blooded or maybe hard to please, despite her good conditions, I just find her strange."

"Oh? How strange? Was she the one who gave the ginseng last time?" That ginseng is still more than half left, it’s a many-year-old wild ginseng, an absolute treasure, which shows the employer’s generosity.

"Yes, it was Mrs. Mu who gave the ginseng. If you insist on knowing what’s strange about her..." Qian thought for a moment, "Her eyes are very cold."

"Her eyes? Like this?" Yu Minglang made a self-assumed cold expression.

Qian shook her head.

"You may seem serious when focused, but your eyes convey warmth, cold yet warm. Her eyes are cold without warmth, even when she smiles and talks to others, it makes me feel icy, like a cold-blooded snake’s eyes."

After speaking, Qian felt uneasy, shaking her head.

"Is this burning bridges after taking someone’s stuff and criticizing them?"

"Not really, it might be your professional habit driving this, maybe your judgment is correct. A woman who builds such a business must be more complex inside than she appears. If every powerful woman were like Yu’s mother and acted naively all her life, it wouldn’t be scientific."

Thinking of her mother-in-law, Qian smiled knowingly. He underestimated her; she’s no naive sweetie, but a wise soul, aware of things.

"Rest early, staying up late is bad," Yu Minglang cuddled up with her, staying briefly, before Qian’s mom finishes watching TV and he goes to sleep in the living room.

His hand moved from its usual place to her belly, which is still flat. Yet thinking of the little life they’re sharing, there was indescribable joy.

"Is the baby bullying you?" His day felt dreamlike, with the world seeming too lovely to be true.

"Not even a month in, how could there be any reaction?" This time it was confirmed through a blood test, urine couldn’t detect it yet.

"He-he." He giggled foolishly, his mind filled with chubby baby images, "Let me see if I can spare some time this month, we must find a day to shop for our child’s bed and things."

"Narcissus mailed me several booklets for baby goods, we can select and have them shipped directly, no need to go to the store. As for the bed, doesn’t your uncle have stockpile timber? We can choose a good one and make the child one right now."

"Don’t be too capable, don’t prepare everything alone for the child, it makes me look useless as a dad."

Yu Minglang spoke guiltily, as his work got busier, making it hard to leave on time, much less rest and accompany his wife shopping, feeling he owes the family.

She’s considerate, ordering everything, giving him a chance to participate in welcoming the baby.

"How could you be useless? Without you, where would our daughter be? Besides, when the child arrives, you also need to help. If she cries or fusses at midnight, you have to hold her."

Qian enjoyed discussing these things with him; it’s feeling she didn’t have in her past life.

"That’s a must! Darling, how do you know it’s a girl? Actually, don’t pressure yourself; both daughters and sons are equal to me."

Yu Minglang used to chat daily about having a daughter before Qian conceived, but now he didn’t dare say. In two more months, his elder will be born, confirmed to be a boy, so in this generation, there’ll be no daughter in Yu Family. The family has always had more males than females, regardless of Minglang’s or Liumei’s branches. Now knowing Qian is pregnant, everyone speculates the baby’s gender, but Yu Minglang wishes for nature to take its course.

"Didn’t you always chant about wanting a daughter? How come you’re generous now?" Qian asked with a smile.

"Boy or girl, as long as it’s our child, anything is good. Don’t pressure yourself." Now, his hopes are for his wife and child to be safe and sound, that’s the best.

"Rest assured, everything will go smoothly." Qian leaned her head on his shoulder; she eagerly anticipated that her little Xiaowei was in her belly.

Even if not, it doesn’t matter, as he said, it’s the fruit of their love.

"Honey."

"Hmm?"

"Thank you for willing to have my child." He really didn’t know what to say to express his joy; he felt his happy life had never stopped since meeting Qian.

Sometimes, he felt life was already sweet; then he would find it even sweeter, life always had so much happiness waiting for him to uncover.

"Silly, what’s there to thank?" Qian was amused, this man must be happy to foolishness.

"Thank you, indeed. And it’s several months of hard work ahead. I see pregnant women seem so exhausted all the time, sister-in-law often says that giving birth is like a round trip to hell’s gate, I worry about you."

Having an obstetrician in the family, he knows relatively more, knowing more leads to more pondering.

"It’s nothing, this child is fated with me, I won’t feel tired." Qian imagined her daughter clinging to her for pampering, warming her heart with love. She’s usually afraid of trouble, but not now, no matter the difficulties during pregnancy, she’ll endure strongly.

This is her owed debt from a past life to the child; as long as the daughter is willing to come back, she’s willing to endure any hardship.

"Qian, you must be well." Yu Minglang had the standard expectant father mentality, sometimes happy while sometimes worried. The couple curled up together sharing sweet whispers, deeply content, yet some scenery-spoilers exist.

"Cough cough!"

Yu Minglang and Qian quickly parted, seeing the mother-in-law holding a plate of fruits, staring at Yu Minglang defensively, her gaze stuck where his arm lay on Qian’s shoulder.