Surprise! I'm pregnant with a rich heir

Ruan Yin very consciously put down the work in her hands, stood up and moved around. Last time, because she was too devoted to her work, she went home with a sore back and waist at night, tossing and turning and unable to sleep. She was discovered by Xi Xuanyao, who massaged her for a long time and did not let her come to work the next day.

Later, she promised that she would not work so hard in the future and would take care of her health. Only then did Xi Xuanyao agree. He even set an alarm on his mobile phone so that every hour was her activity time. After a few days, she got used to it.

Time passed quickly during work, and in the blink of an eye it was time to get off work. Sitting in the car, watching the trees on both sides recede, Ruan Yin finally realized that something was wrong. This was not their way home.

"We're not going home?"

Xi Xuanyao nodded and closed his eyes to rest. Seeing that he looked tired, Ruan Yin did not ask any more questions. She thought that he might just go out for a meal and just wait patiently.

However, the facts were beyond her expectations. The car stopped next to the Yuncheng Grand Theater.

After getting off the car, Ruan Yin couldn't help but wonder, "What are we doing here?"

"There is a violin concert today. Don't you like violin?" Ever since he knew that she liked violin, Xi Xuanyao asked Lu Xing to pay attention to the violin concert in Yuncheng, and only then did he buy the tickets.

Xi Xuanyao held her hand tightly and walked in. When checking the ticket, his eyes caught sight of a figure behind him and his eyes narrowed. Why was he here?

Just when Ruan Yin was about to turn her head, Xi Xuanyao calmly took a small step in that direction, just blocking Ruan Yin's sight. For some reason, he didn't want Ruan Yin to see that person.

In fact, even if he didn't move, Ruan Yin wouldn't be able to see the person behind him. After all, his height stood out from the crowd. But that person felt guilty.

Xi Xuanyao thought he had avoided a meeting between the two and he breathed a sigh of relief when he sat down. However, he did not expect that fate is sometimes very magical and what you do not want to happen will always happen in any form and you cannot stop it.

"Ruan Yin?" A familiar voice came from behind. Who else could it be but Wei Yan?

Ruan Yin turned around and saw Wei Yan greeting her with a look of surprise. His seat was just behind her in the row behind her. She raised her eyebrows and smiled, "What a coincidence!"

"Yeah, when I was checking the tickets before, I thought I was seeing things, but I didn't expect it was really you." Wei Yan was a little excited. He completely ignored Xi Xuanyao who was looking at him coldly beside Ruan Yin.

Ruan Yin was very happy to meet her old classmate here. She started to communicate with him enthusiastically. The two talked and laughed until the curtain of the concert was opened, ending their reminiscing.

The entire concert was a violin solo, performed by the famous foreign violinist Daniel. In addition to the violin, there was also piano as accompaniment.

Ruan Yin actually didn't know much about the violin, she just thought the sound was nice, and her inner envy of art students led her to watch Wei Yan's performances several times during high school.

At this moment, I am in the palace of art, listening to the violin sounds with high and low rhythms building up to a climax. Suddenly, I feel that the things that seemed out of reach to me when I was a child are not so mysterious anymore.

Yes, she was mysterious. Every time the school held a party, she would always envy others who could play the piano, violin and dance. But because of her family's conditions, she had no chance to try and she didn't even dare to take the initiative to express her interest.

But all of this was relieved today. Some things became less important. She did not study art, but she could pay to listen to it. It is not too late to learn it now. The key is whether she wants to.

Her real thought was that she didn't want to think about it for the time being. Some of the things she was doing now, such as knitting scarves and writing letters, etc., every stroke and every stitch were not only expressing her love for Xi Xuanyao, but also more like a conversation with her past self.

At the end of a performance, there was thunderous applause. Ruan Yin stood up and applauded with the crowd, for the artists on the stage and for her future self.

After the show, Wei Yan looked at Ruan Yin in front of him, with a lot of feelings in his eyes, some relieved and some happy. After walking out of the hall, he generously invited Ruan Yin and Xi Xuanyao to have dinner together. Before Ruan Yin refused, he said to Xi Xuanyao: "I have decided to join a foreign orchestra and will be going abroad soon. How about this as a farewell party for me?"

Since he said so, Xi Xuanyao naturally had no reason to refuse, and just said: "I'll treat you to this meal, as a farewell party for you."

The three of them went to a nearby restaurant. While waiting for the food to be served, Wei Yan recalled his high school days with nostalgia in his eyes. He spoke mostly, and Ruan Yin would occasionally agree with him.

After dinner, the three said goodbye at the intersection. Wei Yan looked at Ruan Yin deeply and said softly, "I wish you happiness!"

"I will, and you too!" Ruan Yin raised the corner of her mouth and said sincerely.

There was no conversation along the way. After returning home, Ruan Yin washed up and lay on the bed. The fairy tale book given by Chen Ziming was placed on the bedside. She picked it up and turned to the story she had translated. She saw Xi Xuanyao coming in in pajamas, patted the seat next to him, handed the book to her, and lay down. The whole action was done in one go.

However, after waiting with my eyes closed for a long time, I didn't hear the familiar voice, so I opened my eyes and asked, "Why aren't you reading?"

As Xi Xuanyao read the story in his hand, his mind flew to the scene of Ruan Yin and Wei Yan talking and laughing. He even imagined how they started a pure love under the teacher's nose in high school, the youthful touch of mutual secret love without letting each other know, the panicked glances of looking at each other and then quickly looking away. He felt so blocked in his heart that his fingers holding the storybook tightened again and again.

Ruan Yin felt something was wrong as she listened, so she quietly looked up at him, only to see that he had a blank expression on his face, and his voice was several degrees colder than usual. She couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with him today. It seemed like something was wrong since the beginning of the concert. Was he jealous?

Thinking of what I forgot to say, I wonder if she is still doubting that Wei Yan is her "white moonlight"!

It was over. Ruan Yin wailed inwardly and asked tentatively, "You seem to be in a bad mood today?"

Xi Xuanyao closed the book, glanced at her, and finally discovered it. He was not too slow. He nodded and waited for her to ask why, but no one responded.

He lowered his eyes to look at Ruan Yin beside him, only to see her eyelids drooping, but she did not forget to force herself to keep her eyes open to declare for herself: "He is not my white moonlight, I don't have a white moonlight!" After saying that, she fell asleep.

Xi Xuanyao: "........" What does she mean? Without Bai Yueguang, I wanted to ask her clearly, but I couldn't bear to wake her up when I heard her light breathing. Forget it, I'll ask her tomorrow.

Speaking of which, there are benefits to going to work. Her daily routine has become much more regular recently, and she must go to bed after nine o'clock in the evening.

He tucked the quilt in for her, tiptoed out of the bedroom and went to the study, as there was an international conference waiting for him later.

The next morning, the two were having breakfast. Xi Xuanyao locked his eyes with Ruan Yin and asked, "What did you mean by 'no white moonlight' last night?"

"Cough cough cough" Ruan Yin, who was drinking milk, coughed guiltily on the spot. She took a deep breath and decided to confess, "I deliberately angered you before. There has never been any white moonlight."