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

Zhong Lingxi ordered some delicious drinks and returned, and the waiters brought out the food one after another.

Zhong Lingxi originally wanted to talk about how much she hated the man who got a marriage certificate with An Xiaoyue.

But looking at Xiaoyue's dejected expression, she was even more upset than when she didn't meet her expectations for the exam. Xiaoyue definitely didn't want to talk about the CEO.

Zhong Lingxi took back all the talk about being childless and having no descendants.

That's Xiaoyue's child too; they have to be healthy and adorable.

Zhong Lingxi thought that since she couldn't talk about the CEO, she could only talk about the house.

“I’ve already told Teacher Zhou. They’ve calculated our family’s finances, and we’re planning to buy a house in Beijing.”

Which house are you interested in?

Lingxi winning the grand prize last night came too suddenly.

The two were so excited last night that they didn't have time to talk about the house.

Even before this, neither she nor Lingxi had ever thought about buying a house.

Because everything is too far away.

In Beijing, properties in good locations with convenient access to medical facilities, subway lines, and commercial amenities can cost 80,000 to 90,000 yuan per square meter.

Neither of them has a university degree yet, so how dare they dream of buying a house in Beijing?

"Considering my commute time, I plan to buy it within two or three subway stops of my company."

An Xiaoyue nodded, this was indeed a good way to choose a house.

Changfeng Group is located in the political and economic center of Beijing.

Even if Lingxi can't stay at Changfeng to work in the future, she has the background of interning at Changfeng Group.

In the future, I'll probably look for jobs in that area.

Zhong Lingxi took a sip of wine, leaned back in her chair, and stared blankly.

"If I want to buy a house, I really need to plan my future carefully, because a mortgage is not a small amount."

“It’s okay, I have some money here. Grandpa Fu gave me some money, and I don’t know where to spend it anyway. You can use it to buy a house, a big one, so I can come visit you later. Teacher Zhou and Teacher Zhong can also come and visit you during winter and summer vacations.”

When it comes to houses, they are havens, places where one can completely let go, and An Xiaoyue becomes more talkative.

If the three adults can still live together in Beijing, Mom will have friends to meet up with and won't have to stay at Hongshan Hall all the time.

"How much did they give you?" Zhong Ling asked curiously.

An Xiaoyue held up one finger.

Zhong Lingxi's eyes widened in surprise, and she exclaimed, "Ten million!"

An Xiaoyue shook her head.

"One million? That can't be right." Even the grand prize draw costs three million. The CEO wouldn't be that stingy, would he?

An Xiaoyue raised her lips slightly, but still shook her head.

"My God, a hundred million!" Zhong Lingxi almost spilled the wine she had just drunk from the corner of her mouth; she was so envious.

Although she's not in a hurry to date or get married, she would be willing to have a whirlwind marriage if a man offered her 100 million yuan.

An Xiaoyue said calmly, "I can't spend all of it anyway. If I buy you a house, I'll pay in full. Taking out a loan would be too much of a burden."

She was terrified of being pressured by the hospital to pay her bills, and she didn't want Lingxi to live that kind of life where she was always thinking about money.

"I suddenly felt confident, hahaha~"

This gave her friends confidence, which became An Xiaoyue's motivation.

She earned her internship opportunity at Zhongkangtang through hard work.

Since Fu Shengyang had already transferred Shang Qi away from her side, she didn't need to care whether Fu Shengyang agreed or not.

Tomorrow, she will arrive at Zhongkang Hall on time and begin her internship as scheduled.

Life is your own, and you must live it according to your own plan.

Once An Xiaoyue made up her mind, she felt much better.

"Lingxi, I need to use the restroom, do you want to come with me?"

As the fetus grows larger, it compresses the bladder, reducing its capacity and making urination more frequent.

"I'll go with you." Zhong Lingxi was worried about her going alone, as the bathroom floor was prone to getting wet, and she was afraid she might slip.

Xiao Zhao stood guard at the door, not worried that anyone would tamper with their food.

As soon as the two arrived at the bathroom door, a strong scent of perfume wafted towards them.

There were two girls inside, one of them touching up her makeup in front of the mirror.

The other person held a bottle of perfume and sprayed it on repeatedly.

"The bathroom on the second floor is too crowded. It's good that you thought of the first floor."

Is Young Master Ji reliable?

"I don't know anything about Young Master Ji, but I do know about the men he's with."

The person stopped applying powder and curiously approached the other person, asking, "Who is it?"

"I specifically looked into Fu Shengyang, the president of Changfeng Group."

An Xiaoyue paused, her hands, which were rubbing together under the running water, in her tracks.

Fu Shengyang is here!

What was he doing at the bar?

She glanced at the beautiful woman beside her out of the corner of her eye.

She was dressed lightly, with only a square scarf wrapped around her chest on her upper body and work pants on her lower body.

She has a flat figure, but her advantage lies in her slim waist, perky hips, and long legs.

The other girl was wearing a white shirt and a plaid skirt. The skirt wasn't long, and when she bent over to apply her eye makeup in front of the mirror, the skirt rode up, revealing her light blue underwear.

Wearing such short clothes, yet not wearing safety shorts.

An Xiaoyue frowned unhappily.

In broad daylight, Fu Shengyang was with a girl dressed like this.

What they are doing is self-evident.

Zhong Lingxi observed her best friend's expression and noticed that her lips were downturned and her beautiful eyebrows were furrowed.

That bastard Fu Shengyang has angered Xiaoyue again.

How could anyone do something so absurd?

Xiaoyue was still angry, and then she got angry again.

Zhong Lingxi pulled her back to her seat, "Xiaoyue, it might not be the real person. What if it's someone pretending to be someone else, an imposter? I'll go check."

An Xiaoyue wanted to stop Zhong Lingxi and say that what happened to Fu Shengyang was none of her business.

But she didn't; she was also curious about what Fu Shengyang was doing here.

She had only ever seen Fu Shengyang in private.

She knew nothing about him, whether at work or in his relationships with friends.

An Xiaoyue looked around and figured that the bar was probably only clean on the first floor, while the second floor was a place of debauchery and debauchery.

She used to work at a bar and knew some people who were quite outgoing there.

She knew very well what the job entailed from that group of girls dressed like that.

They had just done it last night, and Fu Shengyang is already going to a bar to have fun today.

Is Fu Shengyang really that hard to satisfy?

Even if there was no love, he shouldn't have gone out to eat while she was pregnant.

He wants a healthy child, so why can't he consider her feelings a little more?

Just a few hours later, Fu Shengyang went outside to look for someone.

In Fu Shengyang's eyes, what was the difference between An Xiaoyue and these other girls?

Only then did she realize that she didn't really know Fu Shengyang.

On stage, the singer performed with deep emotion, surrounded by a roaring crowd.

An Xiaoyue felt a chill run through her body.

She felt as if she had fallen into the deep sea, surrounded by complete darkness.

The seawater squeezed her body, causing her excruciating pain.

She was unable to save herself and could only watch as her body continued to fall...