Yang Mo Xiao propped up her chin and looked at Gu Qing Cheng opposite her, the first time she saw him so serious in asking about her.

  It's kind of funny.

  She smiled and asked, "Have you eaten?"

  Gu Qingcheng nodded, "I've eaten."

  Yang Mo Xiao held her cheeks with both hands and made a particularly exaggerated expression. "Happy birthday to you..." Ah Qiao's younger brother.

  Gu Qingcheng was taken aback upon hearing this.

  He hadn't spoken yet, but Yang Xiao had already run to the refrigerator and opened the freezer, taking out a cake that was hidden inside.

  The cake is six inches, frosted, with a layer of white butter on top, and the words written in chocolate sauce in the middle, painted with a picture that looks like a man, but it's painted quite miserably, as if it was piled up with matchsticks, next to which is written "Happy 30th Birthday".

  But this cake's appearance... is really not worthy of praise.

  Yang Xiaoxiao spent the afternoon making food and also bought cake flour. After returning home, she spent two hours making a semi-finished product.

  She brought it up, rubbed her hands together and smiled at Gu Qingcheng: "This is made by my own hands! Although the appearance isn't great, it tastes really good!"

  Yang Fuxiao specially found a digital candle from the box under the cake. He lit it with a lighter, and as a result, he almost burned his hand without noticing.

  Gu Qingcheng directly reached over the table, took the lighter from her hand, and with a snap of his index finger, lit the candle.

  Yang brushed his index finger. "Happy birthday, longevity star, make a wish."

  Gu Qingcheng raised his head and took a glance at Yang Fuxiao, his cold and stern face still had sharp edges, but the dark eyes showed a hint of turmoil.

  Thirty-year-old birthday?

  He doesn't remember at all.

  It seems that since his parents divorced and his mother returned to the Shen family, he has never had a birthday again, so when Yang Wenyu asked him about his birthday, even he himself had to think for a moment.

  Yang Mu Xiao looked at Gu Qing Cheng's face, feeling a bit apprehensive.

  It's your birthday and you're not happy?

  Men are different from women, they don't want to be labeled as leftover men from their 20s to 30s. For men, thirty is the age when they truly become mature and charming.

  Gu Qingcheng raised his eyes, with a hint of smile in them, "How did you know?"

  Yang Mu Xiao curved up the corners of his lips: "Your password, I asked you before what your phone's password was set to, it was 1112, and then I called Tina sister... Hurry up and make a wish."

  Gu Qingcheng narrowed his eyes for just a second before opening them again, then blew out the candle.

  "So soon?"

  Yang Bi Xiao blinked her eyes and asked, "What wish did you make?"

  Gu Qingcheng's thin lips opened slightly, and he had just uttered a word when Yang Fuxiao shouted out and made a gesture to pause.

  "Don't say it! If you say it, it can't be achieved! Just keep it in your heart and talk about it when the time comes."

  Without waiting for Gu Qingcheng's response, Yang Fuxiao took a plastic knife and cut the cake into pieces on a plate, handing one to Gu Qingcheng.

  "You must finish eating."

  Gu Qingcheng furrowed his brow, looking at the sticky cake in the plate, and still used a fork to take two bites. There was the fragrance of butter and the rich aroma of chocolate, but Gu Qingcheng didn't like sweets, so this flavor was still a bit cloying.

  However, in front of Yang Xiao's quite pleasing face, Gu Qingcheng still finished eating.

  "Does it taste good?"

  Gu Qingcheng directly wrapped his arms around Yang Moxiao's waist and pulled her onto his lap, kissing her lips without warning.

  The remaining buttery flavor in Gu Qingcheng's mouth was mixed with the wine flavor of Cabernet, which was completely transmitted to Yang Fuxiao's mouth.

  Yang Mu Xiao didn't drink but seemed as if he was drunk.

  Their tongues entwined, Gu Qingcheng finally pecked a kiss on her lips, "Do you think it tastes good?"

  Yang Mou Xiao nodded hastily, the rich creamy flavor that originally filled her mouth was washed away after a deep kiss, leaving only a faint and tasteless sensation.

  Gu Qingcheng carried Yang Fu Xiao upstairs and onto the bed, leaning down at the same time, whispering in her ear: "Fu Xiao, remember, today is not my birthday."

  Yang Furong's eyes widened slightly, "Isn't it?"

  Three words, one sentence, shattered into pieces.

  "You and I are in the same month, my birthday is three days earlier than yours."

  Yang Fu Xiao silently noted down the date, while Gu Qing Cheng wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear: "So, you said you called Tina... You're lying."

  "No... it is."

  Yang Fuxiao saw today's date and suddenly remembered Gu Qingcheng's password. She then called Tina to ask, but Tina didn't know either. So she directly handed over Gu Qingcheng's ID card for Yang Fuxiao to see. However, she recalled that Gu Qingcheng had denied it at the train station.

  Gu Qingcheng's voice was soft and gentle as he kissed her face and lips, but the movements beneath him were as fierce as ever. "Is there anything else you'd like to deceive me with, hmm?"

  "It's all gone...... It's really all gone......"

  Yang's words were completely drowned out by each other's entanglement and sank.

  When Gu Qingcheng carried her to take a bath, Yang Fugao's consciousness was still clear, but his body was so tired that he didn't even want to lift his fingers.

  Actually, at the dinner table, Yang Mu Xiao had a sentence that he didn't finish saying.

  Celebrate... happy separation.

  ………………

  The next morning, Yang woke up from her sleep, the sky was still dark, and the people around her had not gone to work yet. His arm was draped over her waist, his eyes tightly closed, and his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

  Actually, Gu Qingcheng's facial features are very good-looking, with a handsome brow, a straight nose bridge, thin lips, and eyes that open like whirlpools.

  Sleeping with a frown, really don't know what kind of deep-seated hatred or bitterness there is.

  The natural light from the window shines in, casting a faint glow on his face, with some scattered shadows that bring out the depth of his features.

  She slightly moved her waist, and Gu Qingcheng suddenly opened his eyes.

  Yang Mu Xiao looked up at him and said, "Early."

  Gu Qingcheng's gaze cleared up in a few seconds, and he leaned over to peck Yang Fuxiao's lips, "Morning."

  Gu Qingcheng went to the bathroom to take a bath, came out and put on his shirt, tied his tie, and Yang Xiao lay on the bed, watching Gu Qingcheng tie his tie.

  Gu Qingcheng looked at Yang Fu's lazy expression in the mirror and said, "Aren't you going to get up and go to work?"

  "My waist hurts and my back aches," Yang Fuxiao said pitifully, "I don't want to go to work this afternoon either, boss, can I?"

  Gu Qingcheng raised an eyebrow and turned around.

  Yang said: "Really, I just want to lie down now and don't want to move."

  Gu Qingcheng picked up his coat with one hand and walked back to the bedside, kissing her brow: "Get a good rest, today is your paid holiday."

  "Thank you boss."

  Yang Fu Xiao curved up the corners of his lips and smiled at Qing Cheng.

  Gu Qingcheng's hand was on the door handle, and the corner of his eye fell on the quiet figure lying on the bed, then he opened the door and went out.

  However, when Gu Qingcheng walked out of the room, Yang Fuxiao's smile gradually froze on her face.

  If possible, she really hopes to be able to continue like this.

  Gu Qingcheng can have many women around him and he can also have many secrets. She may not be able to walk into his heart to see what he is thinking, but she is one of the most important ones.

  However, a person can't spend their whole life deceiving themselves.

  Gu Qingcheng came down from upstairs, and Auntie Li had already returned, having just finished cleaning up the table full of dishes in the dining room.

  "Yesterday at dawn one person made so many dishes."

  Gu Qingcheng smiled slightly, "Auntie Li, I'm going to work now, the dawn is still sleeping."

  "Haven't you eaten at home?"

  "I'm done eating," Gu Qingcheng said as he walked to the entrance of the courtyard, "When she wakes up at dawn, make her something light."

  "Alright."

  Gu Qingcheng changed his shoes at the entrance and pushed open the door to go out. At the same time, he suddenly heard Li Ayi sitting on the sofa behind him, holding a broken piece of electric wire that had been pulled over from the wall.

  "Huh? How did the phone line get cut off?"

  Gu Qingcheng stopped in his tracks and turned around, looking at the telephone wire in Li Auntie's hand.

  "Could it be that we have mice at home? Did they bite through?"

  Gu Qingcheng's gaze fell on the broken telephone line, which wasn't bitten off by a mouse, because one end was cut very neatly.

  He lingered for a moment and then turned around and went out the door.

  ………………

  Aunt Li made a phone call to have someone come and reconnect the home phone, then she made breakfast. Seeing that Yang Xiao from upstairs hadn't come down yet, she went up to their place and saw that Yang Xiao was still sleeping. She came back downstairs and stuck a note on the fridge door saying that breakfast was ready and in the microwave, then headed out to buy groceries.

  Yang Mianxiao wasn't lying, she really had a sore waist. After Gu Qingcheng left, she slept until 9:30 and was shocked when she saw the time. She immediately got out of bed, quickly went to the bathroom to wash up, and began packing her things.

  Yang Zhe put very few things in Zi Jing Garden, only a small amount of clothes and a few books, not even filling up a small suitcase.

  After tidying up, she stood her suitcase against the wall and took a look at the room where she had lived for more than three months. She really didn't want to leave.

  No matter how long, there will always be some feelings left.

  But she has to move away.

  This unequal relationship from the start is now going to break off, if possible, and restart again.

  The phone rang, and Yang Fuxiao took a look, it was a call from Gu Qingcheng.

  Her fingers hesitated for a moment as she picked up the phone, thinking three times in her heart what exactly was going on with Gu Qingcheng, and still answered the call.

  Gu Qingcheng's voice came from the phone line, "Are you awake?"

  "Woke up."

  "Come to the company this afternoon, go to my study, and bring that blue file folder on the desk."

  "Oh, wait, I'll go look for it."

  Yang Fu Xiao said, with one hand pressing on his phone, he had already opened the door and ran into Gu Qing Cheng's study.

  Actually, there's no need to look for it, the blue folder is on the desk, right in the middle.

  "I've found it, I'll send it over to you later."

  Yang didn't refuse because she happened to be passing by Ya Wan, so she left the folder with Gu Qing Cheng at the front desk on the first floor of the building, and he could pick it up himself when he came down.

  Besides, she just wanted to leave Zijing Garden and not live with Gu Qingcheng together, it's not like she won't work at Ya Wan in the future, after all, a contract was signed.

  Yang Fuxiao picked up the blue folder and as he walked forward, the wind from the folder blew away the small pieces of paper on the table, floating gently to the ground.

  She slowed down her pace and bent over to pick up the small piece of paper.

  There are eight small pieces of paper, uneven and crumpled, as if they had been torn apart and folded multiple times.

  Yang picked it up at dawn, put it on the desktop, saw that there were faint marks on it, slightly frowned, and reassembled the paper along the torn texture.

  But when she saw the handwriting above, her back suddenly stiffened.

  She stuck the torn pieces of paper together with the tape on the table, looking at the words on it, which were written in pencil and had been ground down, not very clear.

  "You must be good to Yang Fu Xiao."

  She pinched the paper in her palm, looking at the words on it, which were clearly written by Gu Qingcheng. But why would Gu Qingcheng write such a sentence?

  Yang Fuxiao suddenly thought of a sentence in her mind, which was two months ago. Gu Qingcheng pinned her against the wall, kissing her and asking: "Yang Fuxiao, am I good to you? Better than Xu Muhuang?"

  Her heart skipped a beat, she furrowed her brow and put the paper in her pocket.

  ………………

  Yang Fuxiao returned to her bedroom, checked a few things, then pulled her suitcase out into the corridor, walking silently with her head bowed in thought.

  But unexpectedly, when I looked up, I saw Gu Qingcheng at the end of the stairs.

  Gu Qingcheng wore the same long windbreaker he had on when he left in the morning, his face expressionless.

  Yang Bufang pulled a suitcase behind him, suddenly feeling cramped.

  She just wanted to quietly leave and didn't plan on disturbing Gu Qingcheng, or rather, by the time she moved out today and co-rented with Meng Xi, it would already be a done deal.

  Yang Fuxiao's current feeling is like a thief who sneaked into someone's home, stole a few things, and was caught red-handed when he was about to leave.

  Yang Furong lowered her head slightly, then immediately raised it again, with a few more determined glints in her eyes.

  "I'm moving out."

  Gu Qingcheng hugged his arms, and due to the lighting issue, the shadows on his face became even more pronounced. "Yesterday night, was it actually a celebration of your last time here?"

  Yang Mu Xiao was speechless.

  It was indeed the last time.

  Celebrating is parting happily.

  She let out a long sigh, between them, it's always been like this, unclear and ambiguous, she was unwilling to accept it, there were some things that must be made clear.

  Yang Mu Xiao looked at Gu Qing Cheng's hair casting a large shadow, and slowly opened his mouth: "Gu Qing Cheng, I've thought about it seriously. When I first approached you, my intentions weren't pure. I took you for Xu Mo Huang, you know Xu Mo Huang... people can't come back to life after they die. I know you're not him..."

  Gu Qingcheng smiled lightly and said, "So, I'm a substitute."

  "No, no," Yang Mu Xiao hastily shook his head, "At the beginning, there will always be illusions, but later it's not, later I have always taken you as Gu Qing Cheng, I haven't mistaken..."

  Gu Qingcheng raised an eyebrow, "Huh?"

  Yang Mo Xiao slightly lowered her eyelids, and her gaze happened to fall on Gu Qing Cheng's neatly pressed pant legs. "I feel really confused now, at first I did get close to you because I thought you were Xu Mu Hang, but now... I don't know what to say..."

  Especially just now when she saw that note, she suddenly had a feeling that the note was in Xu Muhuang's tone and said to Gu Qingcheng.

  I don't know why I have this feeling, but it's very strong.

  "Is that to say, we have to break up?"

  Yang Mu Xiao looked at Gu Qing Cheng walking slowly in front of him, suddenly raised his head and said, "Hmm."

  Actually, she is no longer clear whether the relationship between the two is a romantic one, as if there is a watershed between them.

  Gu Qingcheng walked step by step towards Yang Mianxiao, "You were the one who came to flirt with me first, now that you've finished flirting, do you want to retreat completely?"

  Yang Fu Xiao smiled wryly.

  Does this wretched appearance of hers count as a complete retreat?

  Gu Qingcheng looked at Yang Moxiao: "I ask you, if I and Xu Muhuang, the two of us are standing in front of you at the same time, who will you choose?"

  Yang Mu Xiao stared blankly at Gu Qing Cheng who was half a step in front of her.

  I asked Manman this question at her home the day before yesterday.

  At that time, she chose Xu Muhuang without hesitation.

  But now, after hesitating for half a minute, she still chose...

  Xǔ Mù Háng

  Gu Qingcheng suddenly let out a soft laugh, although his lips were curved upwards, but there was no hint of amusement in his eyes.

  Which is light and which is heavy, in fact one name is enough to represent.

  Gu Qingcheng had walked right up to Yang Fuxiao's face, the two of them only a foot apart. For this one second, Yang Fuxiao even had an illusion that Gu Qingcheng would reach out and hit her because of the answer she gave.

  Gu Qingcheng's gaze slowly fell on Yang Wuxiao's face, and after a long time, he said: "I once heard that Dr. De Luo, who helped my mother with treatment, mentioned a very strange statement. Every person at birth, there will be a place in this world where someone is born who looks exactly like them at the same time. These two people may never have the opportunity to meet in their lifetime."

  Yang Mu Xiao didn't quite understand Gu Qing Cheng's meaning.

  However, I felt a bit dizzy and my stomach was sinking, and the customer in front of me, Gu Qingcheng, had become a blur.

  It's also possible they'll meet because they're essentially the same person.

  "What?" Yang Xiao's eyebrows slightly furrowed, rubbed his eyes and looked at Qingcheng again, still seeing two figures, "What does it mean?"

  Gu Qingcheng turned around, "That is to say..."

  Yang Mu Xiao's eyes were a bit dazed, the afterimage became a dark blur, Gu Qing Cheng's voice was getting farther and farther away, she uncontrollably swayed backwards twice, and then fell into Gu Qing Cheng's arms.

  "Yang Wu Xiao!"

  ………………

  When I woke up again, what caught my eye was a window with blue curtains. There was a smell of disinfectant in my mouth and nose.

  It should be a hospital.

  Yang Fuxiao vaguely felt a dull ache in her lower abdomen, as if it was her period coming.

  A thought suddenly popped into her mind, oh no, her aunt's period has been delayed for... a week or two!

  Won't relatives come at this time, it's too embarrassing.

  But I clearly feel that there is no sanitary napkin underneath.

  She suddenly opened her eyes wide, turned around, and saw Gu Qingcheng sitting on the edge of the bed, a pair of black pupils tightly locked onto hers, with a certain feeling in his eyes that she couldn't understand.

  Yang Mo Xiao covered her lower abdomen with one hand and blinked: "Could it be... that I've contracted some kind of terminal illness?"

  Gu Qing shook his head: "No."

  "Uh..."

  Gu Qingcheng directly interrupted Yang Fuxiao's words: "You're pregnant."

  “……”

  Yang brushed off the dawn and blinked twice, then blinked twice again, "But... didn't you use two sets last night?"

  Gu Qingcheng: "......"

  Doctor: "...... You've already been pregnant for three weeks."

  The doctor in a white coat's words had a slightly longer reflex arc when they entered Yang Wu's ears.

  Yang Mo Xiao even took the two words "pregnant" and dissected them one stroke at a time in her mind, pointing to her own nose and asking: "I... am pregnant?"

  The doctor nodded.

  "But why...do I feel like Aunt Flo is coming?"

  The doctor said: "Because... there are some signs of threatened abortion, your body is too weak."

  Yang Fuxiao was completely stunned.

  She's actually pregnant?

  She's actually going to be a mom?

  But isn't every time Gu Qingcheng has a way out?

  Oh, I remember now, three weeks ago... it was that time in the hospital, at the critical moment, couldn't find a condom, and then just went ahead.

  Forgot to take birth control pills afterwards.

  The doctor called Gu Qingcheng out to the office, saying there was something to discuss. Gu Qingcheng looked at Yang Fuxiao's expression and saw that she seemed a bit stunned, so he poured her a cup of hot water and let her hold it in her hands before turning around and following the doctor out.

  This doctor is the one who was hospitalized in Yangpu Hospital for a leg injury and had blood tests done.

  Dr. Wang said, "Mr. Gu, I told you before that you need to be careful with your wife's pregnancy. If not, we have to take full preventive measures. The reason is that Miss Yang's blood test results show several abnormal data points. She has three times the normal chance of getting pregnant, and her body is too weak right now, making it unsuitable for having a child. Several of her physical indicators are not within the normal range, and the fetus will absorb nutrients from her body as it grows in the womb."

  Gu Qing's brow furrowed deeply: "That is to say, this child needs to be aborted?"

  However, her body is also not suitable for an abortion now, but fortunately the fetus is only three weeks old and can wait for another three to four weeks.

  Gu Qingcheng's tone was cold: "In other words, you're saying that we should just keep it for now and wait until one day to get rid of the child?"

  Dr. Wang pushed his glasses up and said, "It can also be understood this way."

  "What's the difference between this and raising chickens in a coop for slaughter?"

  Gu Qingcheng looked at Dr. Wang's expression and suddenly curled up the corner of his mouth, drawing a smile on his face.

  This smile made Dr. Wang feel a chill run down his back.

  "Quack doctor."

  Gu Qingcheng said these two words and directly walked out of the office.

  The face of Dr. Wang, the obstetrician behind him, suddenly turned purple with rage, pointing at Gu Qingcheng: "You... how dare you speak to me like that! I've been practicing medicine for 30 years, and now it's your turn to scold me as a mediocre doctor? What do you know!"

  Dr. Wang was really angry and immediately called the middleman, Liang Jinmo.

  "Xiao Liang, I can no longer handle this matter. How could you recommend such a patient to me? If it weren't for your sake, I wouldn't have bothered with this trivial matter at all."

  ……

  "Come over here, okay? Hurry up and come over. I'm not going to be able to invite this great Buddha anymore. Come quickly! You actually said I'm a mediocre doctor! Without even asking around, which obstetrician has more seniority than me?"

  ………………

  Gu Qingcheng didn't directly return to his ward, but instead went to the smoking area and lit a cigarette.

  He leaned against the wall, with a cigarette between his fingers, and slightly narrowed his eyes.

  The smell of smoke was a bit pungent, he finished one cigarette and pulled out another from the pack, lit it again.

  At this moment, Yang Fuxiao was lying on the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling with a pair of big eyes, and his eyes were visibly confused.

  She had just told Gu Qingcheng that they were breaking up and needed to separate for a while, but then the heavens played a huge joke on her, telling her, "Oh, you've won the lottery."

  She placed her hand on her lower abdomen, as if she could deeply feel the fetal heartbeat at this moment. Although it was only three weeks and just an embryo, even with a B ultrasound, it was just a black dot.

  The door opened from outside, Yang Xiao lifted her head and saw Gu Qingcheng walking in from the corridor.

  As he drew closer, Yang Xiao smelled a faint scent of smoke on him.

  The glass in Yang Fuxiao's hand had gone cold, Gu Qingcheng walked to the bedside, took away the glass from her hand, and sat down beside her, holding Yang Fuxiao in his arms.

  Gu Qingcheng's body was very cold, and Yang Fuxiao shrank back a bit. After the warmth in the quilt had evened out their breathing, she turned over, hugged Gu Qingcheng's waist, and nuzzled her head against his chin, saying: "I'm not leaving."

  ………………

  Liang Jinmo arrived at the hospital and first listened to Dr. Wang's complaints for a while, obviously being greatly angered by Gu Qingcheng's remark "quack doctor".

  Liang Jinmo walked out of the doctor's office and into the ward, where he saw Gu Qingcheng feeding Yang Fuxiao a warm ginger sugar water with a spoon.

  Yang Mu Xiao indeed had a poor physical condition, his face was very pale, and the color of his lips was also very thin. Among his facial features, only a pair of eyes were clear and distinct, shining with an astonishing brightness.

  He bent his hand and knocked on the door, clearing his throat: "Cough cough."

  Yang Mo Xiao slightly tilted her head, looked over Gu Qing Cheng's shoulder at Liang Jin Mo standing by the door, then stretched out a finger to poke Gu Qing Cheng's shoulder: "Your friend is here."

  Gu Qingcheng's hand remained steady, holding the bowl without even turning his head, and scooped another spoonful of red sugar ginger soup to feed Yang Mochen.

  Yang Furao felt embarrassed, directly stretched out his hand and snatched the bowl from Gu Qingcheng's hand, not even caring if it was hot or not, he drank it all in one gulp until the bottom of the bowl was visible, then waved his hand to let Gu Qingcheng leave.

  Gu Qingcheng covered Yang Mochen's body with a thin quilt and followed Liang Jinmo out.

  In the corridor, Gu Qingcheng subconsciously wanted to take out a cigarette and smoke, but was directly snatched away by Liang Jinmo.

  "This is the hospital, big brother."

  "Oh," Gu Qingcheng said casually, "didn't you study abroad in Hong Kong and Macau? Do you know any famous obstetricians there?"

  Liang Jinmo had just heard Dr. Wang mention Yang Fuxiao's general situation, and he asked: "Do you want to keep her pregnancy?"

  Gu Qingcheng leaned against the wall, "Why not?"

  Liáng Jǐn Mò said: "Just now Doctor Wáng told me, even if it's possible to keep the baby, there will still be danger during production. Her physical condition is different from ordinary people, so it's best not to have children for now."

  Although he didn't study gynecology, Dr. Wang took a look at the lab results and saw that several of the numbers were outside the normal range, which was quite dangerous.

  "So I'm asking you, have you got any connections with medical experts from Hong Kong, Macau or overseas?" asked Gu Qingcheng in a flat tone.

  Liáng Jǐn Mò said: "There is."

  Gu Qingcheng snapped his fingers: "Help me find it."

  ………………

  Yang Mu Xiao was hospitalized, and Meng Xi was the first one to call over.

  She informed him of the hospital's address and room number.

  "It's still the same hospital room as last time."

  Meng Xi paused for a long time before saying: "Not again, did you break your leg?"

  Yang Brushed off and said: "No, it's not this time."

  Meng Xi rushed over after work that afternoon and bought some fruit for Yang Mochen.

  "How did you end up in the hospital again? You've been going to the hospital every other day, once you're out of the hospital this time, let's go to the mountain and pray for good luck, it's about time our fortune changes..."

  Meng Xi sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Yang Fu Xiao's face, which was indeed not very good. His eyes were bright, but it could be seen that his mood was not bad.

  Yang Mu Xiao grabbed Meng Xi's hand and pulled her forward, saying "I'm pregnant."

  Meng Xi's first reaction was: "You've lost your voice again?"

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  Meng Xi suddenly realized what the two words Yang Mo Xiao had mouthed earlier were, and let out a loud cry, which startled Yang Mo Xiao.

  "What?! You're pregnant!" Meng Xi was completely caught off guard, "You're actually pregnant?!"

  Yang Fuxiao was startled by Meng Xi's surprised reaction.

  "What about Shen San Shao?" asked Meng Xi.

  "What's wrong with Shen San Shao?"

  "No," Meng Xi shook her head, speaking too quickly and biting her tongue, letting out a pained cry. "I mean, what about your engagement with the Shen family? Are you planning on marrying Shen San while pregnant?"

  Yang Fu Xiao shook his head: "No."

  "So you want to keep this child?"

  Yang Fu nodded heavily.

  "Yes."

  She had never seen her own father since she was a child, and her mother abandoned her when she was very young. So, she yearned for having a real blood relative of her own who could give her warmth and shelter, and be truly her own child.

  So even if she is unmarried and pregnant, she will not have an abortion.

  Meng Xi grasped Yang Wu Xiao's hand and asked: "Did Gu Qing Cheng say he wants to marry you?"

  Yang Mu Xiao was silent.

  Gu Qingcheng was still good to her as before, but he didn't say anything about marrying her or making any promises for the future. Even after finding out she was pregnant, his expression had been solemn and he became even more taciturn.

  It's better for her though.

  It was just like Gu Qingcheng had once asked her.

  Yes, it's good for me, better than Xu Muhuang.

  ………………

  Yang Mochen, due to her previous fainting spell being a sign of threatened abortion, was in a relatively dangerous condition and couldn't be discharged from the hospital. She rested there for a week before welcoming a team of experts invited by Liang Jinmo from Hong Kong.

  Although Liang Jinmo is just a little-known doctor, he has a wide range of connections in the medical circle.

  After the expert team diagnosed Yang Zhenxia, they re-examined the test results and came to a conclusion two days later.

  "As long as you take care of your body and nourish it well, the child can be born safely."

  Yang Fuxiao felt very happy, and finally put his heart at ease.

  However, it is necessary to conduct inspections strictly according to time.

  Dr. Wang began to argue with the medical team from Hong Kong, "This is considering the patient's health, do you have more than 90% confidence? Medicine cannot tolerate any mistakes!"

  Liang Jinmo was also helpless, Doctor Wang was a stubborn old doctor of the fighting cock type, a bit one-track-minded.

  ………………

  The hospital has been tightly sealed off, and Gu Qingcheng has even gagged all the doctors to prevent them from uttering a single word, lest the news spread to Shen Zhou or even Shen Jiaoyue.

  However, Shen Jia-yu still found out.

  On Wednesday afternoon, Shen Jia-yu was in a meeting at the company when he received a call. He glanced at his phone screen, his pupils shrinking as he walked outside to answer it.

  "Haven't I told you before? Don't call me directly! What's the urgent matter, speak up."

  Xu Yiqian, who was presiding over the meeting, had arranged all the company's affairs and went out to find Shen Jiayou. He saw Shen Jiayou standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with his back to the door.

  Xu Yiqian walked over, "Is it Yang Moxiao's matter?"

  He nodded and his Adam's apple moved up and down: "She is pregnant."

  Xu Yiqian was also a little unbelievable, "Pregnant?"

  He also felt that it was a bit too sudden, originally thought Yang Fuxiao would marry Shen Jiayu, after all, it's a matter of course, and the feelings after marriage are easy to cultivate. Moreover, Shen Jiayu really has feelings for Yang Fuxiao, this time back from the US, half of his energy is spent on Yang Fuxiao.

  "What are you going to do then? Find someone to help you get rid of it?"

  Shen Jia-yu fell silent.

  Xu Yiqian said: "You're not one of those who loves only their own children and can't tolerate others' kids, are you?"

  Shen Jia-yu shook his head: "That's not my child, but it is hers."

  Xu Yiqian pulled out a cigarette from the pack, "But Jiayou, don't forget that if you want to develop feelings with her, the fact that she's carrying Gu Qingcheng's child is an obstacle."

  ………………

  Yang Mianxiao recently didn't think about anything and just followed the doctor's prescription to rest and take care of her pregnancy.

  Auntie Li often brings over some stew and then chats with Yang Fu Xiao about things to pay attention to during pregnancy.

  Compared to the last hospital stay, this time Gu Qingcheng no matter how busy he was, would come back every night, sometimes lying in bed holding her to sleep, and sometimes on a folding bed beside her.

  The folding bed was still prepared by Sheng Weiwei, but she had been traveling with her friends to Jiuzhaigou for two weeks.

  It's already late November, and the weather has suddenly turned cold, but fortunately, the ward is warm as spring.

  Yang Fuxiao bought a collection of Tagore's poems online, and when she had nothing to do, she would sit on her bed and read the poems. She found that the originally dry and tasteless poems were now enjoyable to read, and occasionally she would play piano music on her phone as lullabies.

  The door opened from the outside and Gu Qingcheng walked in with a bag, followed by Fang Shu.

  This is Fang Shu's first time visiting Yang Fu Xiao.

  It was also the first time I knew that Yang Muxiao was actually pregnant.

  It seems that Gu Qingcheng's news blockade is indeed very good.

  Gu Qingcheng held a large milk bottle in his hand, poured it into a milk pot, and heated it to a boil in the microwave. Yang Fuxiao could smell a strong milk fragrance wafting from the sickroom.

  Yang Fu Xiao took one look and could tell it was fresh milk.

  Mr Fang said: "General Gu drove for three hours this afternoon to a dairy farm in the eastern suburbs and brought back one liter of milk."

  As soon as Yang heard Fang Shu's words, a scene appeared in his mind where Gu Qingcheng was wearing a suit and tie, squatting in front of a white cow, milking it like a milkman.

  A bit silly.

  Gu Qingcheng poured a glass of fresh milk for Yang Fuxiao and handed it to her. Yang Fuxiao smiled, her eyes narrowing into crescent moons, "Thank you."

  Just as Yang was about to take a sip, Gu Qingcheng suddenly blocked her face with his hand. "Be careful, it's hot."

  "I know."

  Yang Mo Xiao brushed away Gu Qing Cheng's hand, blew on it, and took two sips.

  Compared with boxed milk, this kind of milk is really more delicious and fragrant.

  She lifted her head and handed the empty milk cup to Gu Qingcheng: "I want another cup."

  Yang Mu Xiao had drunk too hastily, and there was still a bit of white milk at the corner of his mouth.

  Gu Qingcheng pointed at Yang Mochen's lip corner, "There's still some on your mouth."

  Yang stretched out his tongue and licked it, "Anything else?"

  Gu Qingcheng reached for the empty glass milk cup with one hand, while the other hand had already grasped Yang Fuxiao's hand and pulled her into his arms. He leaned down and kissed her lips, removing the milk residue from her mouth, then probed the entrance of her mouth with the tip of his tongue.

  Fang Shu, who was standing behind, felt a bit awkward and just then his mobile phone rang, so he turned around to answer it in the corridor.

  Gu Qingcheng pinched Yang Fuxiao's cheeks, "Alright, that's it for this time."

  Yang Mo Xiao directly blocked Gu Qing Cheng's hand, "Fake smile."

  Gu Qingcheng grasped Yang Mianxiao's face again, "Who are you showing off to?"

  Yang said: "Look at you, thick-skinned."

  She wanted to slap away Gu Qingcheng's hand, but not only did he not let go of this side, his other hand also pinched Yang Fuxiao's other cheek and then rubbed it twice like kneading dough.

  "Too thin."

  Fang Shu walked back into the corridor and glanced at Yang Mo Xiao before turning to Gu Qing Cheng: "Director Shen said to let you go to Ganlu Temple now."

  Gu Qingcheng's mother had always lived in Ganlu Temple.

  Gu Qingcheng's eyes flashed for a moment, and he withdrew his hand, refilling a cup of milk and handing it to Yang Fuxiao.

  Yang Mu Xiao said to Gu Qing Cheng: "You have something on, go ahead and take care of it, don't worry about me."

  Gu Qingcheng leaned down and asked, "Don't you want me to stay with you?"

  Yang Fu Xiao shook his head: "No need, I'm fine on my own."

  "Really no need for me to stay?"

  "It doesn't matter."

  Gu Qingcheng leaned over and kissed Yang Fu Xiao's forehead, "Rest well, I'll be back as soon as possible."

  In Gu Qingcheng's eyes, Yang Fuxiao now seems more sensible than before.

  No longer sticky to him, but when he needs it, will also be very obediently attached, giving him a hug.

  In Yang Fuxiao's eyes, Gu Qingcheng was still an enigma.

  It's an enigma just like the piece of paper in your hand.

  She wants to solve this riddle.

  ………………

  Fang Shu followed Gu Qingcheng out of the ward and into the elevator, whereupon Gu Qingcheng slowly spoke up: "Yang Duoxiao is pregnant."

  Fang Shu lowered his head: "I know."

  She also found it strange, because Gu Qingcheng clearly knew that she was an old employee of the company and had been allowed to stay by Shen Sanbao Shen Zhou. Gu Qingcheng should have known that she was Shen Zhou's mole, but now he was blocking all information from her, yet letting her know about Yang Fuxiao's pregnancy for some reason.

  The elevator door opened in front of him, and Gu Qingcheng stepped out, followed by Fang Shu.

  "Now you know, but my uncle doesn't."

  As soon as he said this sentence, Fang Shu understood.

  Gu Qingcheng let her know the reason for this matter, it was just to make her... help him keep a secret. If Shen Zhou found out, Gu Qingcheng would definitely think she had leaked the information.

  Coming to the front of the car, Gu Qingcheng's sharp gaze swept over, "Understood?"

  Fang Shu nodded: "Understood."

  Gu Qingcheng opened the car door and got into the driver's seat, saying: "You don't need to follow me, I can go by myself."

  Fang Shu took a step back and watched as Gu Qingcheng's car disappeared into the night.