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

An Xiaoyue and Zhong Lingxi stared at each other in disbelief, as Ji Yubai explained it so bluntly.

Fu Shengyang frowned, his voice dropping several octaves, clearly angry, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Ji Yubai said indifferently, "Your wife and her girlfriends suspect that I am the man you are keeping on the side."

Fu Shengyang's cool voice floated above An Xiaoyue's head, "You ever had any doubts?"

“I…” An Xiaoyue felt guilty.

Seeing the president's cold and stern face, Zhong Ling protected Xiao Yue behind her like a mother hen protecting her chicks. "President, my judgment was wrong. It has nothing to do with Xiao Yue."

Fu Shengyang stared at An Xiaoyue with a cold gaze.

Ji Yubai felt he was about to be in trouble too. Sensing the awkward atmosphere, he grabbed Zhong Lingxi and dragged her away, saying, "Why are you so eager about their marital business, little girl?"

Under Fu Shengyang's intense gaze, An Xiaoyue's nerves were on edge as she tried to lie and deny it.

Fu Shengyang saw through her little scheme, lowered his head, and said in a voice only the two of them could hear.

Is my wife upset that I'm not proactive enough in handing in my homework?

The man's deep voice was teasing, and an ambiguous atmosphere filled the air, causing An Xiaoyue's face to flush instantly.

In front of everyone, amidst melodious music, Fu Shengyang actually talked to her about handing in his homework.

She wasn't an naive young girl; of course she knew that this kind of homework was different from that kind of homework.

The temperature of the dough rose uncontrollably, and she lowered her head to deny it, "No."

"The doctor who did my prenatal checkup was right. Without sexual activity, pregnant women are prone to overthinking. I'll be more proactive during my second trimester."

His low voice and warm breath brushed against my ear.

An Xiaoyue's face turned even redder, and her full earlobes, teased so much, were almost bleeding.

She bit her lip, her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and said urgently, "I've already said no."

Seeing her shy expression, Fu Shengyang's heart stirred.

I really want to kiss her.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see Attorney Zhong. You two have fun, and if you need anything, just let me know."

"it is good."

Ji Yubai and Zhong Lingxi hadn't gone far; the two of them, holding their wine glasses, were exchanging barbs and insults.

"Mr. Ji, is this boring life interesting?"

"It's meaningful to have you around."

Zhong Lingxi raised her wine glass, her beautiful eyebrows twitching slightly. "So you've fallen in love with me already?"

"Hmm." Ji Yubai did not deny it.

"Lawyer fees will not be waived!" Don't try to play the emotional card; money is better than male beauty.

“Little girl, remember this: I’m not a gigolo.” Ji Yubai’s gaze was dark. “If you can’t remember, I can prove it with my actions.”

"Oh my god, filming is illegal!"

Ji Yubai raised his glass and lightly touched hers with it, making a "clink".

He smiled seductively, "You're the leading lady!"

Greasy!

Zhong Lingxi shook off the goosebumps on her body and left in her high heels.

He had only taken a few steps when An Xiaoyue called him back.

She took Xiaoyue's hand and said, "Come on, I'll take you to eat a delicious little cake with vegetable cream, it's especially good."

The two sisters hadn't seen each other for more than ten days, and once they started talking, they had endless things to say.

"Don't you work?" An Xiaoyue thought that since this was a cocktail party, there should be socializing and entertaining guests.

“I don’t need it. The people who come to the party are all Ji Yubai’s friends and celebrities. I’m not familiar with anyone. At most, he’ll call me when there are legal matters.”

Upon hearing this, An Xiaoyue looked up to search for Fu Shengyang.

He was surrounded by a group of people, with Ji Yubai also nearby.

The people around him were all flattering him, and they were carefully observing Fu Shengyang's reaction as they spoke.

She was about to look away when Fu Shengyang caught her gaze precisely.

In the bustling banquet hall, their eyes met through the crowd.

He slightly raised his eyes: What's wrong?

An Xiaoyue smiled and shook her head: It's nothing.

"An Xiaoyue, did you hear the sound of flowers blooming?" Zhong Lingxi gossiped in her ear.

An Xiaoyue's thoughts hadn't fully returned, and she didn't react for a moment. "Huh? What was that sound?"

"Tsk tsk tsk~" Zhong Lingxi smacked her lips but didn't say anything.

It turns out she was part of a domineering CEO's pursuit of his young, beautiful wife.

The music was mixed with the sounds of clinking glasses and conversation. An Xiaoyue couldn't hear Lingxi's words clearly, so she subconsciously focused her attention and pricked up her ears to listen.

"Is the anchor talking about her?"

"It looks a bit like it. Look at the pink diamond ring on her hand, her short hair, and the fact that she's pregnant."

An Xiaoyue froze, her hand holding the cup still.

The implication is too obvious; isn't it her?

She turned her head to look at the people on the bench next to her.

The moment the two girls saw her face, they instinctively moved closer to each other, looking at her warily.

"What are you looking at?" An Xiaoyue asked curiously, staring at the two of them on their phones.

"It's nothing," one person blurted out, denying it.

The people who came to the banquet today were either producers, investors, directors, and screenwriters of short dramas, or obscure celebrities like them.

The woman before me was dressed in expensive fabrics and wore a full set of expensive jewelry.

Even if she is as terrible as the streamer said, the person who brought her here is definitely not someone that these nobodies can afford to mess with.

These women, who barely make ends meet in the entertainment industry, finally have the opportunity to earn money through acting, so of course they can't afford to lose their jobs because of verbal disputes.

The other person emphasized, "Yes, it's nothing."

The two got up and left after talking.

"What's wrong?" Zhong Lingxi noticed her condition.

"They're talking about some kind of livestreamer, it sounds like they're talking about me." She doesn't really understand these things.

At this moment, An Xiaoyue could feel the gazes cast around her, some inquiring, some disdainful, and some curious.

"Let me see." Zhong Lingxi took out her phone and opened the app under An Xiaoyue's watchful eye. "Don't worry, it's okay, let me see."

She skillfully typed "An Xiaoyue" into the dialog box, but no results were found.

An Xiaoyue had a bad feeling, and panic spread through her chest. "Try keywords like rhinestones and pink diamonds."

Zhong Lingxi did as instructed, and sure enough, a long string of videos appeared.

Most of them are users named "Yan Xueba (Live Stream Gossip Version)".

“She’s live streaming right now,” Zhong Lingxi said, clicking on her profile picture to enter the live stream.

"It's not that anyone is criticizing her, it's that she has a problem herself. She slapped Beijing Medical College in the face. Look at this video, she did nothing wrong. Would a customer throw milk tea at her?"

The announcer's voice came through; it was Yan Yan's voice.

The phone she held up was playing a video.

An Xiaoyue immediately realized that the customer had placed an order at the wrong store.

She was explaining that the system hadn't generated the order, and asked the customer to cancel and place a new order, which she could do in a minute or two.

The customer kept coming, picked up the freshly made milk tea, and splashed it directly in her face.

But now it's being misinterpreted like this.

The comments section below the phone screen was filled with a large number of Yan Yan's supporters.

[Those who smear Beijing Medical College will be expelled.]

[Dismissed! Dismissed! Dismissed!]

[Hypocritical person. I'm also a student at Beijing Medical College, and I feel so ashamed.]

[Thank you for avoiding me; Beijing Medical College won't accept me.]

[Selling a daughter is a capital offense; the unborn child died in the womb! Two lives lost!]

[One unborn child, two lives lost~ One unborn child, two lives lost~ Dancing, spinning.]

An Xiaoyue's fingers tightened, and her body trembled slightly.