After Fu Jingchuan left the company, he did not go to the hospital. Instead, he transferred a few more trusted employees from the Fu Group to make wishes.

On the surface, he was helping Xu Yuan get out of the predicament as soon as possible, but in fact, he was monitoring Tang Yun'an to prevent Tang Yun'an from causing any trouble.

The next day, the new designer was hired quickly. After a full day of meeting and discussion, two series of plans were re-formulated. After the negotiations were completed, Fu Jingchuan invited the designer to dinner.

We went to the highest-standard restaurant in Lin City. A group of people were chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was pretty good. After the meal, Fu Jingchuan and the designers dispersed and went directly from the hotel to the airport.

We were on the last flight, and it was already past two o'clock in the morning when the plane landed. It was close to three o'clock when we got back to Qinyuan.

He drove the car into the garage gently, but still woke up Aunt Juan, who was sleeping lightly.

Aunt Juan put on her coat and got up. She saw that Fu Jingchuan was back, but she was used to it.

In the past few years, Fu Jingchuan was as busy as a trapeze artist. He often didn't get home until midnight and went out again before dawn.

She lowered her voice and wanted to cook noodles for Fu Jingchuan as before, but Fu Jingchuan stopped her: "Aunt Juan, I'm not hungry, so there's no need to cook."

"Eat as much as you can."

"No need. I had dinner late and had snacks on the plane."

Aunt Juan saw that Fu Jingchuan really didn't want to eat, so she let him go: "Then you can sleep in the guest room. Feifei's pregnancy symptoms are very severe and uncomfortable, so don't wake her up."

Aunt Juan was about to go to the guest room to make the bed when she was stopped by Fu Jingchuan: "Aunt Juan, I came back overnight just because I missed her and wanted to see her as soon as possible."

When Aunt Juan heard this, she realized that she only considered Fang Fei's physical discomfort, but ignored the two young people's longing for each other. She stopped and said, "I am such an old fool, and I am meddling in other people's business. Come upstairs quickly." Bar."

Fu Jingchuan ran up the stairs a few steps, one step at a time. Halfway through, he turned back and said to Aunt Juan: "Don't worry, I will take good care of her, and you should go to bed early."

When he reached the second floor, Fu Jingchuan slowed down and walked slowly towards the bedroom.

He gently opened the bedroom door without turning on the light. After his eyes adjusted to the dark light, he moved to the bedside based on his familiarity with the layout of the room.

Fang Fei was still sleeping soundly, but her body seemed to be very uncomfortable. She huddled into a small ball in the corner, her brows frowning slightly.

He stared at the bed for a while, then went to the bathroom next door to do a simple and quick wash. After washing, he returned to the bedroom and slowly lay down on the bed until he made sure not to wake Fang Fei. Take a breath and then slowly spit it out.

He tilted his head and looked at Fang Fei, feeling her breathing and feeling a sense of solid satisfaction in her presence.

He thought that he worked hard to buy one house after another, but they were just cold steel and concrete. Only a place with Fang Fei will become a real home.

Only then does the heart have a place to rest.

At this time, Fang Fei suddenly turned over and Liu rolled into his arms.

He was afraid of waking her up, so he didn't dare to move his arms. He didn't relax again until Fang Fei's breathing became steady.

Well, this is still a heavy home.

Fu Jingchuan put his hand tentatively on Fang Fei's belly. The belly was still flat, but there was a little life pregnant inside.

A life for both of them.

He never expected to be a father one day, but Fang Fei made him achieve it.

He loves her so much...

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