I don't care about dating reality shows or the entertainment industry!

The fans were still unable to calm down long after the live stream ended.

The few discordant opinions were also completely eliminated by the public relations department of Ruisheng Group.

Zhang Liqin's lawsuit is ongoing, and those who spread rumors recklessly online will eventually pay the price for their actions.

same year.

Su Youzi was featured on CCTV's Spring Festival Gala.

Su Youzi, dressed in a long red dress, gracefully walked onto the stage, like a fairy descending to earth.

She held the microphone in her hand, a gentle smile playing on her lips.

The singing was melodious, like heavenly music.

The pomelos are getting more and more beautiful; is this the legendary "red aura nourishes the body"?

No, it's the nourishment of love!

[Yuzu is not only beautiful, but she also writes excellent novels, acts well, and sings beautifully. That guy is so lucky!]

[Hmph, Duan Xingye is really lucky!]

When the song ended, the entire audience erupted in applause.

Su Youzi bowed slightly and gracefully exited the stage.

After the performance, she did not return to the audience; instead, Duan Xingye picked her up.

Xia Lin and Ning Zhi had already planned to gather in Beijing this Spring Festival to celebrate the holiday together.

The principle is very simple.

Wherever there are pomelos, that's where the New Year is celebrated.

Thus, the Duan family's courtyard house in Beijing welcomed such a lively and festive Spring Festival for the first time.

Shanghai in April.

The pattering rain weaves a hazy curtain, tapping against the French windows with a soft, tinkling sound.

Duan Xingye's hot, large hand enveloped Su Youzi's slender waist.

Her palms pressed against the cold floor-to-ceiling glass, her fingertips trembling slightly as she suppressed the moans that escaped her lips.

A glistening tear, trembling on her long eyelashes, seemed about to fall, reflecting the hazy light from outside the window.

afterwards.

He pulled her, who had gone limp as a puddle, onto his lap, and the two sat on the bed watching the rainy night outside the window.

"You can't see it, can you?" Su Youzi tilted her head back, her face still flushed.

"It's raining, and besides, we're on the seventy-eighth floor." Duan Xingye chuckled lazily, his fingers lingering on her smooth back.

It slowly and deliberately ignited her flame.

Su Youzi's eyes welled up with tears, and the blush that had faded returned to her face.

She knew that this person had plenty of energy and couldn't possibly finish in one go.

next month.

On the occasion of Mr. Duan's 70th birthday, Duan Xingye and Su Youzi flew directly back to China after finishing the Miami Grand Prix.

The plane landed in the early hours of the morning.

The Duan family sent a car to pick them up, and they returned to the Duan family's old house without any problems.

early morning.

Duan Xingye gently kissed the forehead of the sleeping Su Youzi.

She opened her eyes in a daze, her voice still carrying a hint of languor.

"what time is it?"

“It’s almost ten o’clock.” Duan Xingye smiled and pinched her nose. “Your period has been irregular these past few months, and it’s been delayed by several days this month as well. Since we’re in China, I’ll take you to see Old Xu to get it adjusted.”

Su Youzi frowned and thought for a moment.

"It's probably because of flying around to several countries and jet lag that it's all messed up. But I feel a bit bloated in my lower abdomen, so it should be coming soon. I'll go get it checked after Grandpa's birthday banquet."

Duan Xingye nodded: "Sure, how about we go bowling?"

“Okay.” Su Youzi sat up in bed.

This is a new hobby she recently discovered; she's bad at it but has a huge addiction to it, and hitting a bottle can make her happy for a long time.

after an hour.

The two arrived at the bowling alley.

Su Youzi changed into her professional bowling shoes and started the first game with great enthusiasm.

At first she was full of energy, but halfway through the fight she felt a little weak and the bloating and pain in her lower abdomen became more and more obvious.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Duan Xingye wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"It's nothing, I'm probably just tired." Su Youzi forced a smile. "I'm going to the restroom."

In the bathroom, she saw a few drops of blood on her underwear; her period had started.

She called Duan Xingye, and soon, the cleaning lady brought sanitary napkins.

After tidying up and leaving the bathroom, Duan Xingye tied his coat around her waist.

"Let's go back to the old house to rest."

Back at the old house, Su Youzi took a hot shower and changed into clean clothes.

When I woke up, it was already completely dark outside the window.

The room was quiet, with only the soft glow of the nightlight on the bedside table.

She was in a deep sleep, her head feeling as heavy as if it were filled with lead.

She threw off the covers, her legs touched the ground, and a wave of weakness washed over her.

She held onto the edge of the bed for a moment to catch her breath before slowly walking towards the bathroom.

The bathroom lights were bright white.

Looking down, I saw faint bloodstains on the sanitary napkin, and my lower abdomen still ached slightly.

She quickly washed up and left the bathroom.

Duan Xingye was leaning against the door frame, looking at her with a worried expression.

"Are you still feeling very uncomfortable?"

"It's alright, just a little tired." Su Youzi forced a smile. "What time is it?"

“It’s 11 p.m., you’ve been sleeping for a long time.” Duan Xingye reached out to support her. “Let’s go downstairs and get something to eat.”

Su Youzi nodded and let him help her downstairs.

"Youzi's awake! Come quick, you must be starving!" Xia Lin immediately got up to greet her as soon as she saw her.

Su Youzi sat down at the dining table, looking at the dishes on the table, but had no appetite at all.

Duan Xingye put some food into her bowl, saying, "You haven't eaten anything all day."

"I have no appetite." Su Youzi shook her head.

"Are you sick?" Charlene placed her hand on her forehead. "You seem a little hot."

"My joints are aching; I might be catching a cold," Su Youzi said.

Charlene glared at Duan Xingye. "It must be because the bowling alley you chose has poor air circulation."

"It's my own problem. I've been feeling weak lately, and my immunity is a bit low," Su Youzi quickly said.

“If you like playing, let’s set up a bowling alley at home, so we don’t have to go to those smoky, noisy places outside,” Charlene said immediately.

Su Youzi: "......"

At this moment, the servant brought over a bowl of fish soup, and the rich aroma of fish wafted through the air.

Su Youzi smelled the fishy smell, her stomach churned, and she almost vomited.

She covered her mouth, her face turning even uglier.

Seeing this, Charlene quickly told the maid to take away the fish soup.

She asked cautiously, "Yuzu, you wouldn't be... pregnant, would you?"

Su Youzi was stunned, her eyes flickered, and she subconsciously placed her hand on her lower abdomen.

"I've started my period."

"Oh..." The disappointment on Charlene's face vanished in an instant, replaced by a smile. "You're probably tired. Eat more to replenish your nutrients."

Then, she put some more vegetables into Su Youzi's bowl.

For a moment, the restaurant was extremely quiet.

Su Youzi forced herself to eat half a bowl of rice, suppressing her nausea.

I had just eaten and sat down back in my room.

My stomach was churning violently.

The half-bowl of rice I just swallowed is now clamoring to come out.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Duan Xingye sat down beside her, placed his large hand on her forehead, and looked worried.

Su Youzi wanted to say it was nothing, but as soon as she got the words out, a wave of nausea surged up inside her.

She made a soft "uh" sound, covered her mouth, and rushed to the bathroom.