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Fan Hongshan was just a bit tired from the train ride, oversleeping a little, but why, as soon as she walked out of the living room, did she actually see Zhou Yilang?
Moreover, seeing a rare smile on Zhou Yilang’s indifferent face, her eyebrows knitted tightly—this was the first time she inwardly despised her older brother for being such a blabbermouth!
With one look at Zhou Yilang’s expression, she was certain that her brother had already told Zhou Yilang about her pregnancy!
"Hong Shan, you’re awake, come over here~" Fan Jiefang beckoned, then said to his smiling brother-in-law:
"Yilang, don’t mind it. Hong Shan was terribly sick when she got off the train yesterday, she was vomiting bile, it spooked me quite a bit. Just pregnant, her body’s a bit weaker, it’s normal for her to be a bit sleepy."
"Uh-huh." Zhou Yilang responded absentmindedly with a brief acknowledgment, his eyes, however, were fixed on his wife, who clearly didn’t look well.
Fan Jiefang considered himself an ’experienced’ man, and seeing that his brother-in-law’s eyes were only for his little sister, he instructed his wife to take the children downstairs for a walk.
And his mother had been clamoring to go back to the ancestral home early in the morning to offer incense to his deceased father. Therefore, before Zhou Yilang could arrive, his mother had already been sent back to the ancestral home by him.
It was on his way back home that he happened to run into his brother-in-law, rushing over. Upon hearing that his sister was at his place, the brother-in-law let out a relieved expression, rare for him.
This encouraged Fan Jiefang even more, and without hesitation, he shared the news of his little sister’s pregnancy with him.
In his opinion, no matter what Hong Shan had planned before, now that she was pregnant, Zhou Yilang deserved to know.
As for what decision they would make in the end, Fan Jiefang could only suppress his worries and, with a show of loyalty, closed the door behind him, leaving some private space for the couple.
"What are you doing here?" Fan Hongshan certainly didn’t think that Zhou Yilang didn’t receive her letter.
Fan Hongshan didn’t dare meet Zhou Yilang’s gaze and, ostensibly occupied with pouring water, took the seat farthest from him and softly asked.
"If I didn’t come, were you planning on raising the child by yourself?" Zhou Yilang, pushing up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, stared at the pale woman and asked in a deep voice.
"..." He really is a blabbermouth! Fan Hongshan internally fumed at her brother’s loose lips, but her brother didn’t know that she and Zhou Yilang were negotiating a divorce. Chapters first released on novel·fire·net
Blaming her brother felt wrong; he was innocent in this, after all.
And indeed, Fan Hongshan’s heart was wounded. Thus, when she heard Zhou Yilang questioning her with such a steady voice, she retorted like a lit fuse:
"Mr., you’re overthinking it, I even plan to find a good man to remarry. And the doctor has already said, I’ve had too many injections before, um, it’s best not to keep it," said Fan Hongshan, turning her head away and speaking with a cold indifference.
To cut off any ties between them, she had to speak as bitterly and coldly as possible, to leave no connection between them ever again!
Zhou Yilang stared at the woman’s reddening eyes, his brows furrowing deeply into a pronounced ’chuan’ character. For a moment, the air between them was as if strangled.
Fan Hongshan felt uneasy under Zhou Yilang’s scrutiny, slightly shifting her position; her small hand protectively covered her abdomen, as if by doing so she could shield herself from his persistent gaze.
And Fan Hongshan didn’t know that it was precisely such a protective gesture that soothed Zhou Yilang’s expression. The tall figure suddenly stood up, ramrod straight, and before Fan Hongshan could react in surprise, he was standing in front of her in two steps, pressing his arms against the armrests on both sides, trapping her in the seat—
"What, what are you trying to do?" Fan Hongshan shrank back a little in shock, angling her body backward, and asked helplessly.
"Wife, stop making a fuss, let’s go home," Zhou Yilang said in a low voice, bending down like a mountain in front of his wife.
"Who, who’s making a fuss with you." Fan Hongshan turned her head away from his breath, speaking calmly:
"Zhou Yilang, you think that as long as a wife quietly stays at home, that’s enough. But this isn’t the marriage I want. I’ve already made mistakes for the Fan Family, confined myself for nine years. I’m really tired, I want a husband who loves me, and a child that the husband and wife both adore."
Zhou Yilang, looking at her delicate white and sad face under her eyelids, felt a wetness at the corner of his eyes that suddenly made his heart uncomfortable. He stared at her features, and counter-asked:
"My wife, how do you define love?"
"..." Fan Hongshan turned pale at the question.
But Zhou Yilang continued, "Wife, maybe I’m not an outgoing man, and I even don’t know how to coax my wife. But, what a husband should do, I believe I have achieved that. I am faithful to my marriage and wife; aside from work and business trips, I hardly have any unnecessary social engagements. Does my wife want a husband who speaks sweet nothings?"
Saying this, Zhou Yilang had already squatted down, one large hand supporting her waist, with the other easily enveloping her nervously entwined hands in his large palm.
"I, I didn’t..."
"If my wife had spoken up earlier, I could have tried to learn. In the future, if my wife has any issues, she should speak up, rather than let me guess. To be honest, I am not a good husband who is adept at understanding my wife’s thoughts, this, I admit."
Fan Hongshan was both astonished and surprised as she looked at the man squatting in front of her knees, speaking so many heartfelt words... Was this really Zhou Yilang?
It should be said that she might not have heard Zhou Yilang ’voluntarily’ speak so much in an entire month—
"Is there anything else my wife is dissatisfied with?" Zhou Yilang raised his bright, large eyes, his gaze twinkling like stars through his glasses, focused on Fan Hongshan, tightening his grip on her struggling hands, and earnestly asking.
"Mr. Zhou, don’t you think that talking about these things now, it’s already too late?" Unable to shake off his firm grip, Fan Hongshan had no choice but to turn her face away, no longer looking at his strikingly handsome appearance.
A man’s beauty is dangerous.
Zhou Yilang let out a light "huh", his long arm slipping around her waist to easily pull Fan Hongshan into his embrace, face to face, saying seriously to her:
"With sincerity, it’s never too late."
Moreover, opportunity always favors the prepared—see, by swapping out birth control pills, isn’t the child coming?
As for the wife mentioned, using too many injections could potentially harm the fetus, he would personally go ask the doctor later. If it truly isn’t suitable to keep the baby, it would only mean that the timing for their child has not yet arrived.
The most important thing was for the adults to be well, a healthy baby is a true blessing.
"You, !" Fan Hongshan hadn’t expected him to suddenly hug her, her small face was instantly buried in his chest by his action, almost bringing her to tears.
Yet, she was so shocked by his next words, she even forgot to wipe away her tears, staring foolishly at him—