I'm a little panicked. I'm going to be a father right after my rebirth.

Orlov thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, Song, I'll leave Andrei to you."

Song Ye smiled faintly, "Thank you for your trust. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Orlov stood up and shook hands with him. "I wish us a pleasant cooperation!"

Song Ye left the canning factory and was sent back to the hotel by Andre. They said a few words at the door and then parted.

Song Ye walked into the hotel and went straight to the bar. He took out two lipsticks and waved them in front of the proprietress. "Yelina, can you do me a favor?"

The proprietress Ye Lina smiled like a flower. "Dear, just tell me what you want me to do for you."

Song Ye said a few words in her ear, then took out an envelope and put it on the bar, raised his eyebrows at her and turned to go upstairs.

It was a little after two in the afternoon, local time, and it was already past seven in the evening at home. Song Ye was afraid that his wife would worry, so he simply went back home.

"Wife..." Song Ye called out from outside. Yang Xue was sitting listlessly on the kang rubbing corn with her third aunt. When she heard the noise, she immediately pricked up her ears and hurried downstairs to put on her shoes.

"Honey, you're back!" Yang Xue threw herself into Song Ye's arms. She had been worried all day, afraid that the Zhao family would come to cause trouble again, and afraid that they would intercept Song Ye halfway. Fortunately, nothing happened to him, otherwise she would have been worried to death!

"Oh my! The young couple are so clingy after not seeing each other for just a short while!" Liu Cuihua teased them while hugging her shoulders.

Yang Xue quickly let go of Song Ye, her face as red as a ripe tomato.

Song Ye smiled at Liu Cuihua, "Aunt, my wife is shy, please stop making fun of us!"

Liu Cuihua picked up the basket of corn and said, "Well, since you're back, I'll leave now!"

"Thank you, Third Aunt!" Song Ye sent her outside safely, watched her walk into his home, and then locked the door and came back.

"Wife!" Song Ye happily hugged Yang Xue as he returned to the room. Having made such a big deal today, Song Ye wanted to celebrate with her.

"Hey, what are you doing! Put me down!" Yang Xue pounded his chest, but didn't dare to shout too loudly, her voice sounded like a kitten.

Song Ye put her on the edge of the kang and kissed her lips hard. He looked so anxious like an inexperienced boy.

"No, no!" Yang Xue felt her brain go blank and her breathing was difficult. She quickly pushed Song Ye away, gasping for breath.

Song Ye touched her head with an unsatisfied look, "Silly wife, what's the problem? I just want to give you a kiss. Look how nervous you are!"

Yang Xue glared at him, she almost believed his lies!

Bah! All men are pigs!

Song Ye sat beside her with a silly smile and put his arms around her waist.

Yang Xue has gained a lot of weight due to the improvement in nutrition during this period, and the collar of her clothes seems a little tight. Song Ye is really afraid that the buttons will break at any moment.

Well, it seems like it’s time to buy some more clothes for my wife!

Song Ye was afraid that he could not control himself, so he quickly turned his eyes away, "Wife, what did you eat tonight? I haven't eaten yet. I am happy today, so please have a drink with me!"

Yang Xue had never seen Song Ye so high-spirited before, and she felt that he seemed to be glowing.

"Then I'll go cook for you." Yang Xue said as she stood up and went to the kitchen.

Song Ye quickly held her down and said, "I'll do it. You just stay here and rest. Don't run around and hurt my daughter!"

"Why do you say it's a daughter?" Yang Xue pouted unhappily.

"As long as they are born by you, I like both daughters and sons!" Song Ye, a man who has lived two lives, certainly cannot be a straight man, so of course he has to say things that his wife likes to hear.

Yang Xue rolled her eyes proudly, "You only know how to say nice things to coax me!"

"Hehe," Song Ye smiled and squatted down, wanting to listen to the sound, "My dear sons and daughters, what daddy said is true! How could your mother not believe it?! Do you think she is jealous? You must remember that daddy loves mom the most, and this will never change! After you are born, you must not compete with mom for favor, understand?"

Yang Xue pushed him helplessly, "Don't be weird, hurry up and cook, it's already this late, how long will it take for you to finish your meal!"

Song Ye stood up with a smile and kissed Yang Xue on the face again, then ran to the kitchen to cook with satisfaction.

It was too difficult to heat up a big pot, so Song Ye didn't cook any hard dishes. He just fried a few simple side dishes and the food was ready in less than an hour.

"Wife, come and try it and see if it's delicious!" Song Ye brought the dishes to the table like he was presenting a treasure. Yang Xue had already had dinner at her third aunt's house that night, but now she felt hungry again when she smelled the delicious food. Pregnant women have a really good appetite!

"Honey, when did you become such a good cook?" Yang Xue took a few bites and found that the dishes made by Song Ye were so delicious and tasty. She didn't know how many times better they were than hers.

Song Ye smiled proudly, "There's nothing I can do about it, I'm just talented! It tastes good just by stir-frying it casually."

Yang Xue curled her lips and said sourly, "Just brag! Otherwise, you will be the one to cook for us from now on!"

"Sure!" Song Ye agreed happily.

He took out a can of beer and poured it into the cup. Seeing Yang Xue's big watery eyes looking at him nervously, he quickly raised his hands in surrender, "I promised you that I won't drink alcohol in the future, but I'm happy today, so I'll have a drink. Do you want milk or soda?"

"As long as you don't get drunk, I can drink anything." Yang Xue said pretending to be indifferent.

"What happy thing happened today?" Yang Xue was quite curious about this.

"Wife, I made a big deal today. Do you know how much money we can make after it's completed?" Song Ye asked mysteriously.

Yang Xue shook her head blankly. In her mind, a household with an annual income of 10,000 yuan was the most that could be earned.

Song Ye stretched out two fingers and raised his eyebrows at her.

"Twenty thousand?!" Yang Xue's eyes lit up. Wouldn't that mean two people with a monthly income of ten thousand yuan?

Song Ye smiled and shook his head, "You're overestimating!"

"Two hundred thousand?" Yang Xue lowered her voice like a thief.

Song Ye stopped teasing her, "It's two million!"

"Two hundred!" Yang Xue stood up instantly, her voice raised eight degrees. What did she hear? Two million, that's two hundred millionaires!

"Shh" Song Ye quickly made a gesture to keep quiet. It would be disastrous if someone heard that he made so much money.

Yang Xue stood there and swallowed. It took her a long time to calm down and sit back on the stool.

"Husband, are you doing anything illegal?!" Yang Xue originally trusted Song Ye very much, but now she is really unsure. What kind of business can make so much money in one go?

Song Ye rubbed her hair helplessly, "Silly wife, don't think too much, I just resell some clothes to Boss Su, and then get some motorcycles to sell, it's not illegal to be a profiteer now!"

"But don't tell anyone else, or else the villagers will see that our family is rich and come to our house to borrow money, which is not a big deal, but it would be terrible if someone got conjunctivitis and tried to steal money and kill people!"