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I could hear Jiangzao's voice soothing the child.

When she soothes the child, her voice is soft and sweet, and I wonder how much of it reaches the child's ears even through her belly.

Lu Yanxun blinked, trying to shake off his sleepiness, but once his upper and lower eyelids met, he didn't want to separate them again.

Jiang Zao was focused on talking to the baby in her belly and didn't notice that Lu Yanxun was already so sleepy that his eyelids were drooping.

"By the way, Lu Yanxun, you said..."

Jiang Zao thought of a question to ask Lu Yanxun, but when she turned her head, she found him dozing off.

Jiang Zao instinctively shut her mouth, looking at the man dozing off in surprise.

She had never seen such a handsome guy dozing off in front of her before.

Did he not sleep well last night?

Or was he drunk at noon?

While muttering to herself, Jiang Zao secretly glanced at Lu Yanxun as he dozed off.

Sure enough, handsome guys look good no matter what they do or what expressions they make.

She didn't dare disturb Lu Yanxun, wanting to watch him a little longer.

Given Jiang Zao's limited understanding of Lu Yanxun, if she woke him up, he definitely wouldn't be able to watch anymore.

Jiang Zao's attention shifted from her stomach to Lu Yanxun's face.

She held her breath and stared intently, like a thief.

They thought they could watch for a long time, but Lu Yanxun opened his eyes without warning.

A sharp, murderous gaze pierced through the air, striking directly into Jiang Zao's eyes.

"what……"

Jiang Zao gasped in surprise.

Because there was no time to dodge, the other party caught him red-handed.

"Uh... I... you... I wasn't peeking at you, I was just about to call you."

Jiang Zao stammered a few times before turning herself in.

My god, the look in his eyes...

For a fleeting moment, Jiang Zao thought she was going to be killed by his gaze.

He's a little scary, but also kind of cool.

Lu Yanxun's gaze paused for a moment, then instantly withdrew that sharp look.

Damn.

He seemed to have fallen asleep just now.

I even had a ridiculous dream.

I dreamt that I was spending the night in the wild and was being targeted by a wild animal.

That's why his eyes were filled with murderous intent the moment he opened them.

"Hmm." Lu Yanxun pinched the bridge of his nose, stood up, and said, "I'm going out to wash my face."

"If you're sleepy, go to sleep for a while," Jiang Zao called to him. "You stay in bed, I'll go downstairs for a walk."

"No need, you go to sleep." Lu Yanxun didn't even turn his head.

Before I even reached the door, several women's calls suddenly came from outside.

"Ginger and jujubes—"

"Jiang Zao, are you home? This is Xiaolan."

Lu Yanxun turned to Jiang Zao and asked, "Your friend?"

Jiang Zao found the name Xiaolan in her memories; she was a friend of the original owner.

Xiaolan's surname is Ye, and her given name is Ye Xiaolan. She is her childhood friend, junior high school classmate, and colleague at the textile factory.

The two were from the same village and used to be inseparable; they were best friends.

They had even made a pact to be each other's bridesmaids in the future.

But Ye Xiaolan did not attend Jiang Zao's wedding banquet.

It wasn't that Ye Xiaolan was too busy to come; it was that Jiang Zao hadn't invited her.

They even claimed they were afraid she would take leave and delay her work at the textile factory, resulting in her wages being deducted.

Then they were satisfied with a bag of wedding candy.

They never saw each other again after that, nor did they have the chance to meet again.

Jiang Zao guessed that Ye Xiaolan had come to find her today because she was there to settle scores.

"It seems so. Don't go out, I'll go open the door."

Jiang and jujube got out of bed.

As usual, Lu Yanxun helped her put on her shoes.

“I’ll go drive it,” Lu Yanxun said.

“No need!” Jiang Zao refused decisively. “I’ll go get it myself.”

"Oh, I'm not disabled. I used to walk by myself when you weren't home. Just stay inside and don't go out."

Jiang Zao said twice, "Don't go out," and Lu Yanxun could tell that she really didn't want him to go out.

So he didn't insist.

He only said one sentence: "Okay, walk slowly."

"I know, stop nagging!" Jiang Zao said impatiently, then added worriedly before leaving, "Don't go out!"

Lu Yanxun remained silent.

Jiang Zao thought he didn't want to listen to her, so she turned around fiercely and warned, "I'm warning you, if you dare to go out, I'll go back on my word and I'll take care of you tonight!"

Lu Yanxun's face darkened, and his handsome face once again became that of someone who would be avoided by strangers.

Jiang Zao didn't care how his expression changed.

She doesn't have time to talk to him much right now; as long as he doesn't go out and get in the way, that's fine.

"Are you afraid I'll go out?" Lu Yanxun asked coldly.

“It’s not that I’m afraid, it’s just…” Jiang Zao stopped talking and then changed her words, “Forget it, it’s no use knowing. This is a matter between women, don’t worry about it. I’m leaving, you can go to sleep if you’re tired.”

After saying that, Jiang Zao walked out with her big pregnant belly.

Compared to when she first got out of bed this morning, her legs didn't seem as heavy now.

Walking became much more stable.

Jiang Zao took a few steps and found that there was no difficulty, so she walked on with more confidence.

"Ginger and jujubes—"

Ye Xiaolan was still calling her name from outside the courtyard gate.

"Coming!" Jiang Zao responded.

Upon approaching, he noticed the door bolt wasn't engaged, so he stopped and stood still, saying, "Xiaolan, my door isn't bolted. Come in yourself."

Just as Jiang Zao finished speaking, Ye Xiaolan pushed open the door and entered.

"You should have said so earlier. I thought the door was locked from the inside."

Ye Xiaolan said this and then went inside.

The first thing I saw when I entered wasn't Jiang Zao's familiar face, but her unfamiliar pregnant belly.

I'd heard Jiang Zao was pregnant before, but I didn't really know until I saw her.

Upon seeing the person and noticing Jiang Zao's prominent belly, Ye Xiaolan finally felt the impact of reality.

"Great, Jiangzao." Ye Xiaolan stared at her belly for a moment, then moved her gaze up to her fair and radiant face. "Haven't seen you for half a year, you've been living quite comfortably."

Jiang Zao smiled but didn't reply. Instead, she asked, "Xiaolan, didn't you go to work today?"

Ye Xiaolan came to Jiang Zao, her gaze returning to her round belly: "The factory hasn't had any work lately, so we're on holiday. But you, you've really changed a lot. You've gotten fairer and more beautiful."

Ye Xiaolan took Jiang Zao's hand, her tone slightly sarcastic:

"But you're so heartless! You didn't even invite me to your wedding, and you didn't come back to visit me. If I hadn't heard from the vegetable vendor in the village that you were back, I don't know how long it would have been before I saw you again."

Jiang Zao led Ye Xiaolan by the hand to a shady spot in the courtyard and sat down.

"I just didn't have time," Jiang Zao said casually with a laugh. "Come sit down and let's chat."

Ye Xiaolan has been a shrewd person since she was a child, so how could she not hear Jiang Zao's perfunctory attitude?

She craned her neck to look towards the house where Jiang Zao used to live: "The sun is so strong outside, why don't you invite me inside?"

Jiang Zao didn't mince words and said bluntly, "It's inconvenient; my husband is sleeping inside."

Ye Xiaolan choked: "We're best friends, aren't you going to introduce me to your man? You didn't even invite me to your wedding, are you that wary of me?"

Jiang Zao shook her head: "Xiaolan, you misunderstood. He and my dad had a few drinks today. He can't hold his liquor and got drunk. He's sleeping soundly right now and we can't wake him up. Besides, even if we did wake him up, he'd just be a drunkard. We'll introduce you two next time."

While saying this, Jiang Zao was thinking to herself, "An opportunity?"

Hmph, I hope there's no such opportunity.