When the pregnant wife frowned due to morning sickness, the whole family of the tycoon took turns co

An Xiaoyue sniffed the snot that was about to fall.

“It’s just that…” Her voice was very nasal, “I want to read picture books to Lucky, but you’re going to try to take it from me and not let Lucky get used to my voice.”

These words were originally just a statement of fact, but once spoken, they turned into a grievance.

Fu Shengyang was stunned.

He lifted An Xiaoyue's chin, her eyes red-rimmed, looking pitiful as if she had suffered a great injustice.

His heart softened, and even his tone became gentle.

“I didn’t mean to take it from you. I was just thinking that you were getting tired of reading, so I’ll read it for you.”

"Really?" An Xiaoyue was still uneasy. "It's not because you want to separate me from Lucky."

Fu Shengyang belatedly realized what she was trying to say.

"Is this what you mean by divorce?"

"Ok!"

Fu Shengyang's dark eyes were smiling, as if he had discovered something interesting.

"If I'm going to get a divorce, why should I get married in the first place?"

"Because you want this child, because you want Grandpa Fu to be happy."

“Oh~” Fu Shengyang recalled, “It seems that was indeed the case when we got married.”

An Xiaoyue's emotions, which had just calmed down, suddenly surged again. Did he tacitly agree to it?

He would presume that he would still choose to divorce her, separating her from Lucky.

As Lingxi was right, Fu Shengyang only cared about profit and wanted nothing more than the child.

An Xiaoyue tilted her head to one side to prevent him from touching her chin.

Fu Shengyang chuckled, not intending to tell her the truth, but instead taking advantage of her misfortune.

"If you behave and listen to me, I might consider not getting a divorce."

What does it mean to obediently listen to him? She's doing everything he asks for right now.

She has always followed the schedule for yoga, Pilates, and three meals a day. Dr. Zhang's classes were something he wanted to take over himself.

"What? Can't do it?"

Fu Shengyang turned to look at her face; her beautiful eyes were stubborn and defiant.

As if possessed, he leaned forward and gently kissed her.

Boom~

An Xiayue, who was originally angry, suddenly froze.

It was as if fireworks were blooming overhead, dazzling and starlight-filled, like a dream.

Before my eyes, Fu Shengyang's face was smiling again!

Why is he laughing?

Fu Shengyang let her stand there in a daze; one has to get used to things like this.

He tidied up the books that were spread out on the bed and put them on the bedside table.

Are you asleep?

"Hmm." An Xiaoyue hadn't recovered yet, and her voice was still blank. "It's time to sleep."

The room was pitch black. An Xiaoyue, wrapped in a blanket, stealthily stuck out her tongue to lick the spot where Fu Shengyang had kissed her.

Fu Shengyang kissed her twice today.

Why did he kiss her? And then look at her and smile.

An Xiaoyue was already dizzy from that kiss, and she fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

In her sleep, someone kissed her forehead and pecked her lips.

He whispered in her ear, "I won't get a divorce, divorce is too much trouble."

The warm breath from her voice tickled my ear.

But she was so tired that all she wanted to do was sleep.

She reached out and pushed the noisy thing away to stop it from disturbing her sleep, mumbling sleepily.

"I'll be a good boy/girl, I want to sleep, I want luck, sleep...sleep."

Fu Shengyang pinched her cheek, a handsome smile playing on his lips. "You said you'd be a good girl and listen to me, hmm?"

In the silent room, apart from the sound of his heartbeat, no one answered his words.

Knowing she was tired, Fu Shengyang let her go and allowed her to sleep comfortably.

With New Year's Day over, the atmosphere of the new year is everywhere, and everyone is looking forward to the Spring Festival.

An Xiaoyue also became busy, preparing for her final exams and internship interviews.

Although her mother has been discharged from the hospital, she still wants to go to Zhongkangtang for an internship.

Such an opportunity is extremely rare, and she must seize it.

My mother lives in Hongshan Hall and is in good health. We can be together every day.

After that meal on New Year's Day, Fu Wantang did not appear at Fu Garden again.

An Xiaoyue observed Grandpa Fu, whose life remained the same as always. Occasionally, An Jiaren would go over to keep Grandpa Fu company, playing chess or painting.

Knowing that Grandpa Fu was unaffected, she felt relieved.

That day, An Xiaoyue was reviewing her lessons at the Waterside Pavilion, preparing for her final exams.

Cui Ma said that someone from the Leng family had come to take her mother's pulse.

An Xiaoyue put down her books and notes and headed towards Hongshan Hall.

The one who came to take my pulse was still Leng Fangyi.

"Teaching Assistant Leng, how is my mother doing?"

After Leng Fang finished taking her pulse and washed her hands, she finally asked a question.

"There is still residual poison. This kind of pulse is very rare. You can feel it with your hand."

Leng Fangyi had always regarded her as a diligent student. Her unusual pulse was rare, and he hoped that she could sense and remember it when she encountered it.

Traditional Chinese medicine is based on an apprenticeship system. Many subtle details are difficult to detect without a mentor or experienced young doctors.

An Xiaoyue took a deep breath and felt her pulse; upon deep palpation, the pulse was sharp and swift.

Despite being weak, he can run so fast; the contradiction is the crux of the problem.

While drugs that strengthen the body and restore vitality boost morale, they also contribute to the growth of toxins.

What should we do?

Seeing her serious expression, Leng Fang admired her even more.

Seeing that the two were silent, An Jiaren said, "I should be fine now. I feel warm, and apart from getting tired easily, I'm fine. It's probably just qi deficiency. I'll rest and recuperate, and I'll be almost recovered when spring comes and everything comes back to life."

"Yes. It's much better than before, but we can't use too much medication now; we'll take it slowly." Leng Fang, being more experienced, didn't reveal her thoughts to avoid causing panic among the patients.

“My father and grandfather are both at home. After I go back and report, they will prescribe medicine, and then I will deliver the medicine over.”

Leng Fang took his leave. An Xiaoyue and An Jiaren exchanged a few words, and then An Xiaoyue left, saying she was busy studying.

He caught up with Leng Fangyi at the entrance of Fu Garden.

"Teaching Assistant Leng, what kind of poison is my mother suffering from? Why is it so strange?"

Leng Fangyi didn't rush to answer, but instead asked her, "Where's your father? Why didn't he come to live with you?"

What does this have to do with my father? "I don't have a father; I've always lived with my mother."

Once Leng Fang understood, the explanation made sense.

"The poison your mother was given was an ancient aphrodisiac, a drug used to enhance sexual pleasure between men and women."

An Xiaoyue's pupils widened in shock.

"The toxicity of this drug will gradually dissipate with the increase of sexual intercourse. Conversely, if the patient does not have sexual intercourse, the toxin will naturally not be eliminated."

"This means that the current body heat is also due to toxins."

"Yes."

Where can she find a father for her mother? Her mother hasn't had a boyfriend in all these years.

Can medication completely resolve this issue?

"Yes, it's possible, but it will take a long time and the process will be lengthy, so we need to be more patient."

"I understand, thank you, Teaching Assistant Leng." She was relieved that medication could help detoxify her mother; she was genuinely afraid her mother's liver would develop further problems.

"Good luck on your final exams. My father and grandfather are very curious about you."

Two medical giants were curious about her; what did she do to deserve such attention?

“Yes, keep it up. I want to thank the two titans in person, no, all three.” she corrected.

Should I be included too?

An Xiaoyue nodded, "Yes."

As Fu Shengyang's car pulled in, he saw An Xiaoyue standing at the door, chatting and laughing with Leng Fangyi.

He had never seen that smile before.

No, it wasn't the first time I'd seen that admiring look.

When they were shopping during the New Year's Day holiday, she praised Changfeng Group's women's welfare program with sparkling eyes.

Right now, she's standing in Fu Garden, giving another man such an expression.

She was pregnant with his child, yet she dared to look at other men with the same eyes.

Fu Shengyang gritted his teeth and said, "An Xiaoyue, you're finished."