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

Fu Shengyang sat in the car, watching as An Xiaoyue was about to come out.

He was called back by Leng Fang at the last minute.

He pushed open the car door and walked into Zhongkangtang.

In the courtyard, Leng Fang handed the packaged medicine to An Xiaoyue.

"The prepared Rehmannia root just arrived. This is a new medicine. You can take it back with you, so I won't make another trip."

An Xiaoyue looked at Leng Fangyi with bright, grateful eyes, "Okay, thank you, Teaching Assistant Leng."

She had barely finished speaking when footsteps approached.

“Fang Yi.” Fu Shengyang’s calm voice sounded from behind.

Leng Fang greeted him with a gentle smile, "Brother Sheng Yang, you've arrived."

An Xiaoyue lowered her eyes, looking at the black leather shoes beside her. Why was Fu Shengyang here?

The next second, she felt a weight on her waist as a hand appeared, snatching the medicine from her hand.

An Xiaoyue was not used to such intimate behavior in front of outsiders.

She moved as if trying to create some distance between herself and Fu Shengyang.

Fu Shengyang pulled her back into his arms with a large hand, and the two even had their shoes touching.

An Xiaoyue bit her lip, ceasing her futile resistance.

Without changing his expression, he asked Leng Fangyi, "Are your parents and grandfather still alive?"

Leng Fang's smiling gaze naturally fell on Fu Shengyang's hand; men understand men very well.

What does Sheng Yang think of him?

He actually put his arm around his sister-in-law's waist right in front of him, asserting his ownership.

"here I am."

"Thank you for making so many trips to help my mother-in-law with her illness. Today, since Xiaoyue and I are both here, we should formally thank your father and grandfather."

Leng Fang raised his hand confidently and said, "This way," offering to lead the way for the two.

Fu Shengyang's hand was still around An Xiaoyue's waist. She looked up, her gaze earnest.

I nudged his waist with my elbow, signaling him to let go.

Fu Shengyang stared at her intently for a moment, then asked casually, "What's wrong?"

Hearing this, An Xiaoyue frowned. "It's hard for me to walk like this."

Why is it difficult to walk?

"Your legs are too long, I can't keep up with your pace."

“I can slow down.” Fu Shengyang’s eyes were filled with laughter as he insisted on keeping his hand on her waist, though his steps were indeed a little smaller.

Leng Shide, Leng Yushan, and Fang Mei, having finished their day's work, were drinking tea in the break room.

Seeing Leng Fang arrive with his entourage, they all stood up and moved to make room.

"Sheng Yang, Xiao Yue, come and sit down."

Fang Mei and Leng Yushan each brought over two small stools, and Fang Mei carefully handed An Xiaoyue a bottle of warm coconut juice.

Fu Shengyang spoke only after everyone was seated.

"Grandpa Leng, Uncle, Aunt, and Fang Yi, I brought Xiaoyue here to thank you. Thank you for your help with my mother-in-law's matter."

He picked up his teacup, his true feelings evident, "I, Sheng Yang, thank you for using tea instead of wine."

After Fu Shengyang finished speaking, he drank the tea in his cup in one gulp.

An Xiaoyue stared blankly, unsure of what to do.

Leng Shide smiled, looking pleased. "Look how nervous Xiaoyue is."

“Sheng Yang, now that you have your own family, Grandpa Leng feels a little better about his guilt.”

Leng Shide's old eyes suddenly reddened and glistened with tears.

“Back then, Jiaren drove me to the hospital. If we had been ten minutes or so faster, the outcome would have been different. I shouldn’t have been so fixated on adding or subtracting one or two medications for the patient. I should have prioritized the patients.”

Jia Ren.

The youngest daughter of the Leng family.

An Xiaoyue's heart skipped a beat when she heard the name, which sounded the same as her mother's, again.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, as if deep in thought.

Fu Shengyang was silent for a moment, then said, "Grandpa Leng, it's my mother's bad luck that's the problem. It has nothing to do with you, so please don't blame yourself."

Leng Shide patted Fu Shengyang on the shoulder, conveying all his unspeakable emotions in that gesture.

"I haven't formally introduced her to everyone yet. This is An Xiaoyue, my wife."

Fang Mei smiled gently and said, "We've heard Fang Yi say this many times: that Brother Sheng Yang's wife is a very promising candidate for traditional Chinese medicine."

"When I interviewed her that morning, I found her to be well-behaved and cute, and she seemed like a sensible and kind child."

Women are always better at handling these situations.

An Xiaoyue said shyly, "I didn't expect that as soon as I entered the courtyard, I would be asking about Assistant Professor Leng's mother."

Only then did she realize that Fang Mei was Leng Fangyi's mother.

“You child, now that you’re married to Sheng Yang, you should call us Uncle and Aunt, just like Sheng Yang does. Our two families have a very good relationship.”

"Okay, Auntie."

The others didn't speak, but they all had smiles on their faces.

Seeing Fu Shengyang get married and have children, they, as elders, were genuinely happy.

After chatting for a while, Fu Shengyang left with An Xiaoyue.

On the way back, An Xiaoyue and Fu Shengyang sat in the back seat.

She stared blankly out the window, hoping the car would arrive at Fu Garden soon.

"Are you busy today?" Fu Shengyang broke the silence.

"not busy."

It was very fulfilling.

An Xiaoyue seemed to have found something that allowed her to forget all her troubles and immerse herself completely in it.

She didn't feel tired at all; on the contrary, because she enjoyed it, time seemed to fly by.

"Then why didn't you have time to answer the phone?"

His reminder made her realize that her phone had been in her coat bag all day, and she had taken it off and hung it on the wall after changing into her white coat.

An Xiaoyue belatedly took out her phone, and several WeChat messages and Fu Shengyang's missed calls were clearly visible on the screen.

"Sorry, I forgot my phone. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Just asking what you want for lunch?" I had originally planned to take her to eat Thai food, but she's been craving spicy food lately.

"I ate lunch at Zhongkangtang canteen. It was a meat dish, a vegetable dish, a soup, and oranges. It was nutritious enough."

She explained that she simply didn't want to be treated differently.

Fu Shengyang would definitely do something like having Aunt Cui deliver meals.

"As long as you eat well, that's fine. Dr. Zhang also said that you shouldn't eat too well during the second trimester; a balanced diet is more important."

An Xiaoyue was somewhat surprised to hear this, as he hadn't made any objections.

Does he mean...?

Forget it, let's not speculate too much, let's just ask.

"You don't object to me doing my internship at Zhongkangtang anymore?"

Fu Shengyang lifted her chin with his cool fingers, and their eyes met. "I have conditions."