Depressed wife runs with the ball

Mo Xiaoxiao saw that he had nothing in his hands and came back so quickly. He must have just put the thermal bag in the ward and came back.

"Why so fast?" Chu Yue walked out of the kitchen and took the coat he took off.

"I was worried that you were hungry. Didn't you eat much last night? You also said you had no appetite for breakfast today." After changing his shoes, he saw Mo Xiaoxiao still in the kitchen, walked to the sofa in the living room, and asked Chu Yue to come and sit over.

"What's wrong?" Chu Yue hung up his coat and walked in front of him.

"Sit for a while." Zhou Xingzhi pulled her into his arms. "I think you look better in red."

"Don't move, Mr. Mo is still here!" Chu Yue quickly pushed him away.

Zhou Xingzhi sighed deeply, wondering why this year felt so depressing.

"What are we having for lunch?" Mo Xiaoxiao came out of the kitchen. Zhou Xingzhi saw her come out, stood up and said, "I'll make it."

Mo Xiaoxiao had never seen a couple so affectionate, and teased them, "Even the old man doesn't get treated this way."

"What do you want to eat? I'll go help him." Chu Yue turned on the TV for her.

Zhou Xingzhi was busy in the kitchen. When he saw her coming, he didn't stop her and let her tear the cabbage into pieces.

Mo Xiaoxiao looked at the two people at the kitchen door. They were a talented man and a beautiful woman, and they were just ordinary people. If the old man saw this scene, he would probably be relieved.

"Xiao Yue, isn't it time for you to call me sister-in-law?"

Zhou Xingzhi paused as he heard her say that. He glanced at Chu Yue, lowered his head and smiled. "She's going to call me that from now on." Although he didn't like Mo Xiaoxiao, her words touched his heart.

"Are you still going to eat?" Chu Yue threw the vegetable stems at her. "You just talk nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense. I have to change my words." Zhou Xingzhi suddenly spoke, his tone sounding quite calm.

"Cook your meal!" Chu Yue stepped on him, leaving a footprint with her slippers. "Your sister-in-law said she wants to eat ants and climb trees, so cook well."

Mo Xiaoxiao picked up the vegetable stems on the ground and threw them into the trash can, then pulled Chu Yue out to the second floor to look at her paintings.

After dinner, after sending Mo Xiaoxiao away in the afternoon, Zhou Xingzhi went to the study to work. Chu Yue was also pulled to the study to draw. Chu Yue didn't sleep well last night, and she kept yawning.

"Do you still know that street singer Fang Cheng?" He heard Mo Xiaoxiao discussing the singer Fang Cheng with her at the dinner table. He had never heard her mention this person before.

He called a singer a street singer, which was really rude. "What do you mean by street singer? He's a singer. He's sung a lot of songs, don't you know him? Didn't he even perform at the group's annual meeting? A lot of girls in the company like him."

"You like it too?" Zhou Xingzhi frowned, his expression solemn and his eyes cold. Fang Cheng needed someone to investigate it carefully.

Chu Yue turned her back to him and couldn't help but sneered. "You are such a playboy, I'm not a playboy who falls in love with everyone I meet."

He put down the paintbrush and unknowingly drew a child's head, then turned to look at Zhou Xingzhi.

He immediately put on a tender look, hugged her from behind and said, "Is this the person in your comics?"

"No, I just drew it casually." Chu Yue tried to pry his hands open, but couldn't.

"You haven't given me a New Year's present this year?"

"Put your ear closer." Chu Yue half covered her mouth, looking mysterious.

Although Zhou Xingzhi had his doubts, he still did as he was told. "I'm pregnant, does that count as a gift?"

Seeing his pupils gradually dilating, Chu Yue felt a little uneasy. Was he happy or unhappy?

"You...say it again, what gift?" Zhou Xingzhi couldn't believe it. He was going to be a father?

Chu Yue pried his hands apart, sat back in the chair by the easel, and expressed her concerns. "Your parents didn't accept me to begin with, and now I'm pregnant before marriage, and your brother has caused this trouble..."

"Don't worry about them for now. What did you just say? Say it again to me, louder." Zhou Xingzhi half-knelt on the ground, staring at her expectantly. She was pregnant and he was going to be a father. He couldn't believe it was true.

"I said I'm pregnant," Chu Yue repeated word for word, then nervously began to recount the problems they both faced. "If your parents knew, they'd be so disgusted with me. President Ji Huai has another young model, and you have Li Wanyun by your side..."

Zhou Xingzhi only heard the first sentence and didn't listen to the rest. He was going to be a father! Yueyue was pregnant with his own flesh and blood. He stood up, hugged her head and said, "How long has it been? Why did you tell me now? Have you been to the hospital for a check-up? I was wondering why you have such a poor appetite recently. Are you feeling unwell?" Then he squatted down and said to her belly, "Baby, I am your father."

Chu Yue was amused by him: "It's only been a few weeks, I don't know if it has taken shape yet."

"Then let's go to the hospital for a check-up? Let's go now! I'll ask Jiahui to make the arrangements." Zhou Xingzhi was immersed in the joy of being a father. He was in a panic and didn't know whether to take his cell phone or his coat.

"No need, I checked. It was the day you hugged Director Li." Chu Yue said a little angrily.

Zhou Xingzhi put his ear to her belly, listened carefully to the sounds inside and said, "My baby doesn't want to look at these dirty things. She wants to be a beautiful artist like her mother."

"You still know it's dirty?" Chu Yue's tone became a little maternal after seeing his series of reactions, and her voice became softer.

Zhou Xingzhi completely forgot about the equation he had just talked about. He only knew that he was going to be a father! Suddenly thinking of something, he stood up and ran to the cloakroom to look for something.

"Where's the red envelope? I have to give one to my baby." He looked around but couldn't find the red envelope, but he didn't seem to have much cash either.

"It's not even formed yet, and the prenatal examination didn't show anything. Why would I send a red envelope? Come here first, let me ask, is Mr. Zhou going to be even more annoyed with me now? Can't I keep the child?" Chu Yue's voice became smaller and smaller, and she became more and more uncertain.

"What nonsense! It's New Year's Day, you can't say anything unlucky. Quick, bah, bah, bah."

Chu Yue looked at him with some grievance. She got pregnant before marriage. Was it because she was not chaste or was it because Zhou Xingzhi was irresponsible?

"Okay, don't worry about anything. I will take care of these things. You and the baby just need to be healthy." Zhou Xingzhi hugged her to comfort her, thinking about when the Civil Affairs Bureau would open, so as to at least get the certificate first.

"What do you think we should name our baby? Should we have a nursery on the second floor? Will it be a boy or a girl? Will a girl look more like her mother? Are you tired? I thought I saw you yawning just now." Zhou Xingzhi lowered his head to look at her, fearing that she would have any adverse reactions due to her pregnancy.

Chu Yue nodded obediently. After listening to him chattering like that, she really wanted to sleep.

"Let's go back to our room and sleep." Zhou Xingzhi picked her up and put her on the bed to soothe her to sleep.

After she fell asleep, he stroked her belly and murmured to himself: "Be good, baby, don't bother mommy. Daddy will play with you in the future. What do you like? Do you like painting like mommy? Mommy is an artist, and daddy is a businessman. Do you think mommy will dislike daddy? What should we name our baby? Daddy will make a room for you. Will it be pink or blue? Or do you like another color? Let's wait for mommy to wake up and ask her what color she likes. Daddy can't wait to see you born and to see you grow up safely."

Chu Yue turned over and covered herself with the quilt. Zhou Xingzhi hurriedly shut his mouth, tucked the quilt in for her, brushed the loose hair off her face, and got up to take a shower.

After taking a shower, he lay in bed and hugged her, feeling at ease. His world couldn't be bigger, and what he held in his arms was everything.

"You talk too much." Chu Yue mumbled to him in a daze. "Did I bother you? Is the baby asleep?" Zhou Xingzhi looked at Chu Yue, who was curled up in a ball, and was a little afraid to touch her belly.

Chu Yue almost woke up laughing. He was so young, and already he was making a room and giving him a name, and now he was asking if he'd slept. She nuzzled into his arms. "It's only been a few weeks. It's so tiny, it hasn't grown yet." She used her thumb and index finger to show him how small it was.

Zhou Xingzhi sighed and blamed himself. Why didn't he notice her recent changes? He even let her go to the hospital for a checkup alone. "Yueyue, I've been scared."