Mr. Li, my wife doesn’t want to remarry and secretly gives birth to a baby.

When Song Chenggong said that his father died young, he was actually warning Li Jingchen that he had no powerful backing and should be careful.

Li Jingchen wasn't stupid. Having survived so many dangerous times, how could he not read people's expressions?

Yuan Gang's face darkened, and he was speechless.

On his way back, Li Jingchen ran into Wang Ying near the Tianxia Feifan Club.

Wang Ying said, "Stop looking, your wife didn't come today."

Li Jingchen smiled faintly, "I thought she would come here."

Wang Ying said, "You don't know yet, Tongtong... is pregnant."

Li Jingchen didn't realize what was happening.

"Something good must have happened!"

Li Jingchen suddenly realized, "She's on her period?"

He turned and left, saying, "I'll go home and make her some brown sugar water."

"Hey, hey, it's not that good news."

Seeing that Li Jingchen was about to leave, Wang Ying called him back.

"She's pregnant again!"

Then Li Jingchen was stunned.

A look of disbelief on his face.

Wang Ying covered her mouth and laughed, "Don't ask her yet. She said you're busy and won't tell you. She'll tell you when the fetal heartbeat is stable."

Li Jingchen took a deep breath. How did Wang Ying know? Even he, as her husband, didn't know.

Wang Ying said, "Tongtong had back pain, so I accompanied her to the hospital for a check-up. I made the appointment for her. Now, the form is with me, but she has such a bad memory that she forgot to bring it."

Back pain means I'm pregnant? Li Jingchen still didn't believe it. His fingers trembled slightly as he took the test report from Wang Ying.

Staring at the ultrasound report, the name was Jiang Tong, it was her, and the words "early pregnancy" were displayed in the lower right corner.

"I didn't lie to you, did I? Don't tell Tongtong, I'm the one who told you," Wang Ying reminded Li Jingchen again.

The excitement, joy, and surprise on his face were hard to hide, no matter how hard he tried to suppress them.

"I'm a substandard husband. Here's the report, thank you."

Li Jingchen left in a hurry.

Wang Ying sighed and stared at Li Jingchen's back as he was immersed in the joy of becoming a father again.

She is pregnant.

He's going to be a father again.

Li Jingchen's mind was completely occupied with this.

He never imagined he would have a fourth child.

Although I really want a daughter...

But the third child was born not long ago.

Jiang Tong had just returned to the Zhao Group when the receptionist told her that Li Jingchen was looking for her. Perfect timing, she had something to say to him.

Li Jingchen entered her office, walked over, and before she could say anything, he hugged her and kissed her.

Jiang Tong's long eyelashes trembled slightly. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing, I just missed you."

As he spoke, he bent down and kissed her again.

Jiang Tong was stunned. What was wrong with him?

Getting back to the point, "I have something to tell you."

Li Jingchen: "No need to say anything, I know everything."

What? He knows everything?

Jiang Tong wondered if he already knew that she had gone to see her father and what she had said to him.

"Don't take my dad's words to heart, he—"

"Never mind, it doesn't matter anymore." Li Jingchen gently released her and said, "I don't care what he says, I only care about you and the child."

Jiang Tong said, "But—um."

Before he could finish speaking, he leaned down and kissed her again. "You've worked hard. What do you want to eat tonight? I'll cook for you when we get back."

Jiang Tong was bewildered. How could he have come to such a broad-minded conclusion?

"Anything is fine, I don't really have any particular cravings."

"Where are the noodles? Should I make hand-pulled noodles? I'll go buy some fresh beef, stir-fry it, and then make two of your favorite dishes."

"Wait, Aunt Zhang just went to buy the groceries today."

"I'll go buy some fresher ones."

Li Jingchen then told her that if he was not free in the afternoon, he should have his driver pick her up and that she was not allowed to drive herself. After giving these random instructions, he left.

Jiang Tong blinked blankly. What was he here for?

Just to ask her what she wanted for dinner?

Can't I just call and ask?

And they go through all that trouble of kneading the dough, rolling it out by hand, and cutting the noodles. Is today their wedding anniversary?

Jiang Tong glanced at the calendar; no.

No, they remarried.

Which date should we celebrate our wedding anniversary?

But neither of their wedding anniversaries is correct, nor is it anyone's birthday; both of their birthdays fall in winter.

Jiang Tong thought to herself, "It's probably just that I'm getting older, and it comes on in waves."

After returning home, Li Jingchen actually started making hand-pulled noodles.

"It's quite troublesome, you have to roll it by hand."

"You weren't the favorite food before."

Jiang Tong does love noodles, including steamed buns and wontons, but she is picky about noodles and doesn't like dried noodles.

She loves other dishes like knife-cut noodles, braised noodles, minced meat noodles, hot dry noodles, and scallion oil noodles.

Li Jingchen and she have different tastes. He eats noodles for the broth and isn't picky about the noodles themselves, while Jiang Tong eats noodles like she can tell the difference between different brands of spicy chicken noodles. If the noodles don't suit her taste, even the best broth won't do.

Then Li Jingchen learned how to make chewy hand-pulled noodles. Jiang Tong always teased him, saying that he must have been a master chef in his past life.

Are you really going to make noodles today?

"I'm rolling it out right now."

"Are you alright?" Jiang Tong stared at him. Had his father said something to him again? Why did he look so radiant?

"What's wrong with me?"

"never mind."

Jiang Tong didn't think much of it; if he had resolved his inner conflict, she wouldn't need to explain anymore.

"Don't stay here, go to the bedroom and get some rest." Li Jingchen leaned down and kissed her again before continuing to cook.

Jiang Tong touched her lips, which was seen by Aunt Zhang who was standing nearby. Jiang Tong walked away in embarrassment.

Li Jingchen had already prepared the noodles.

Li Feifan thought it was someone's birthday today, so he ate noodles!

Li Jingchen looked at Jiang Tong meaningfully and said, "Let's just consider it a birthday celebration."

The day the fourth child was born.

After the children finished eating and went to their rooms to play, Jiang Tong was still watching Li Jingchen.

"Are you really okay?"

"Mmm. Is it good?" He rested one hand on the chair and naturally leaned over to kiss her again.

Jiang Tong was so dizzy from his kisses that her mind went blank.

Although we used to kiss each other quite often, we never kissed ten or eight times in one day.

"Is something making you happy?"

"What do you think?"

"how could I know."

She's his wife, but she's not at the level of being able to read minds.

"Oh, by the way," Li Jingchen said, having finished eating, and brought up her order from Myanmar.

"I asked Guanglei to talk to them for you."

Jiang Tong asked in surprise, "Didn't you say the order was canceled?"

Li Jingchen: "If I don't say it this way, you'll definitely have to come along. How can I tell you the truth?"

Jiang Tong: "..."

Li Jingchen served Jiang Tong another bowl of noodles. Jiang Tong was already full. Was he feeding her like a pig?

"If you can't finish it, I will. When have you ever left any food uneaten? I'm always the one who finishes it."

“I really can’t eat this much, here’s half a bowl for you.” Jiang Tong continued talking about the contract.

How many days will it take to finish the talks?

Li Jingchen said that Tao Guanglei set off two days ago with bodyguards, so there shouldn't be any problems.

"About three days."

I should be back soon...