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

An Xiaoyue huddled in the corner of the sofa, while Fu Shengyang rested his hands on the back and armrests of the sofa.

In this tiny space, she had nowhere to hide.

The two were very close; she could even smell Fu Shengyang's unique scent.

It was a faint, warm scent that no plant fragrance in the world could describe.

That's body odor; everyone's is different, and An Xiaoyue knows this very well.

Every time Fu Shengyang held her to sleep, he liked to snuggle into the crook of her neck and say something that made her blush and her heart race, "You smell so good." But she couldn't smell any fragrance on herself.

"Am I really that unpresentable?" Fu Shengyang moved a few more steps closer to her.

His features were well-defined, with clear lines, and his deep-set eyes gazed at her quietly.

Even though he had no expression, her heart was pounding erratically under his gaze.

"I...I wanted to protect you."

Fu Shengyang raised an eyebrow.

Fearing that Fu Shengyang might misunderstand, she added, "Your Changfeng Group."

Fu Shengyang's gaze instinctively shifted downwards, landing on her cherry-pink, glossy lips. "Why?"

"If those people also cause trouble at Changfeng Group, or if your competitors dig up dirt on you, Changfeng Group's stock market and partnerships will be affected, causing significant losses."

If something happens to Changfeng Group, he'll finally get a break, but then he'll have to get busy again.

His phone was always busy during prenatal checkups.

He worked overtime in his study every evening after dinner.

She secretly didn't want Fu Shengyang to be so busy, so he could have more time to rest.

To prove she was telling the truth, An Xiaoyue bravely looked at Fu Shengyang, only to find that he was actually looking at her lips.

What's so beautiful about lips?

An Xiaoyue felt her lips were itchy from his gaze, so she subconsciously stuck out her tongue and licked her lips to relieve the itch.

This action was, in effect, a silent invitation to Fu Shengyang, who already had his own ideas.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and his deep, unfathomable eyes looked away.

A few seconds later, Fu Shengyang spoke.

"You've thought of everything." Grandpa gave you shares, so you'll need to accompany me to any banquets or feasts that I can't refuse.

An Xiaoyue dislikes social gatherings, which consist of nothing but alcohol and desserts and are quite boring. She prefers to spend her time reading.

"Doesn't the company have a public relations staff member like Ruan Jingyi?"

Fu Shengyang frowned; he knew he couldn't get past Ruan Jingyi.

"The president of Changfeng Group is married, and he doesn't bring Mrs. Fu as his companion. That doesn't make sense, does it?"

"You can hide it and say you're not married." The agreement didn't say she had to accompany Fu Shengyang to social events.

"The marital status of the legal representatives of listed companies must be made public."

"Really?" An Xiaoyue asked, puzzled.

She doesn't understand the process of a company going public, but marital status is a matter of personal privacy, so what does it have to do with a company going public?

Fu Shengyang said seriously, "If you don't believe me, ask your friend, Attorney Zhong."

Hearing this, An Xiaoyue believed him and said, "No need for that."

Lingxi has been very busy lately, and she can only reply to messages in the evenings. There's no need for her to distract Lingxi with such trivial matters.

Fu Shengyang's lips twitched slightly as he changed the subject, "Have you told Mom you're having dinner with the Leng family tomorrow?"

"Oh dear..." she forgot, "I'll go tell my mom right now."

An Xiaoyue was about to get up and go to Hongshan Hall when she said that.

Fu Shengyang remained motionless, showing no intention of letting them pass.

"Mr. Fu, please move aside."

"Will you still address me like that in front of Uncle Leng and the others tomorrow?"

An Xiaoyue: What else?

Like the married sister from Zhongkangtang, does she call her marriage partner "the father of her child"?

Her relationship with Fu Shengyang hasn't reached that point yet.

Fu Shengyang saw the hesitation in her eyes clearly. If she were to think about it herself, she probably wouldn't be able to come up with a suitable address even after thinking for an entire afternoon.

He gently tapped the tip of her nose, "You call me Sheng Yang, just like Grandpa and Mom."

His behavior was too ambiguous, so An Xiaoyue lowered her head and said, "Mm."

"You shout one first, and I'll hear if it's standard."

"Huh?" An Xiaoyue was surprised. What's the point of standardization here?

An Xiaoyue was thinking of talking to her mother about dinner, so she obediently said, "Sheng Yang."

Her voice was soft, and the last words she uttered stirred not only his words but also his heart.

Fu Shengyang's playful expression vanished, and his dark eyes, fixed on her, deepened.

An Xiaoyue couldn't decipher his expression; was he satisfied or dissatisfied?

"can I go now?"

"Give me a kiss," Fu Shengyang said.

An Xiaoyue's cheeks flushed. She hesitated for a few seconds, but under Fu Shengyang's gaze, she obediently leaned forward.

Fu Shengyang was half-squatting in front of the sofa; he had long legs and excellent proportions.

When she squats down, she's actually about the same height as when she's sitting on the sofa.

Just as An Xiaoyue was about to kiss Fu Shengyang's lips, her target suddenly moved.

Fu Shengyang said with disdain, "Don't be so reckless, hmm?"

Her slight shyness vanished completely at Fu Shengyang's words.

Without hesitation, An Xiaoyue quickly touched his lips and said angrily, "Is that enough?"

Fu Shengyang raised an eyebrow slightly, his interest completely gone. "Barely passable."

Seeing An Xiaoyue quietly exhale, he added, "I'll check your learning progress tonight."

Fu Shengyang withdrew his hand, and An Xiaoyue escaped in her slippers.

Fu Shengyang got up and sat on the sofa. He casually picked up the cushion that An Xiaoyue had placed to the side and put it on his stomach to cover the sleeping object that had just woken up.

He called Qiao Xun and said, "Issue an announcement to publicize that I am married."

Is the CEO going to publicly disclose his marital status?

Qiao Xun glanced at his phone suspiciously, then confirmed it was the CEO.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, he realized that the president was indirectly acknowledging that he was the young mistress's marriage prospect.

In the young mistress's clarification, the president didn't even have a formal title; the censored marriage certificate only showed his birth year.

The young woman revealed the CEO's birth year simply to prove that the man she married was not an old man.

If you do this, who will know that An Xiaoyue's husband is Fu Shengyang?

However, the fact that the president of Changfeng Group announced his marriage at the same time as An Xiaoyue's clarification will likely lead netizens to steer the narrative in the direction the president intends.

The president of the prestigious Changfeng Group has been reduced to the point where he has to fight for his own title.

Tsk tsk~ Indeed, everyone is equal in the face of love.

Qiao Xun replied with a hint of sympathy, "Okay, President, I'll make it public now, and I guarantee that the whole country will know your marital status today."

"Hmm." Fu Shengyang said with satisfaction, "The Secretariat has done a good job this year, especially you. I will give your Secretariat a separate bonus from my personal account, which will be distributed together with the year-end bonus."

Qiao Xun was the head of the secretariat, so he naturally got the lion's share.

Qiao Xun clenched his fist in delight and said loudly, "Thank you, President."

What job is that? It's clearly the perfect plan to marry a young mistress.

When An Xiaoyue arrived at Hongshan Hall, Aunt Cui was also there.

An Jiaren and Cui Ma are making taro balls.

This morning she mentioned wanting to eat taro balls and purple sweet potato, and right now Mom and Cui's mom are already making them.

"After making the taro balls, add the stewed bird's nest inside, and the taste will be very good." Aunt Cui kept kneading the small taro balls in her hands, and her smile widened when she saw her.

An Xiaoyue asked in confusion, "Aunt Cui, why don't you work at Shuixieju?"