In the room next door, there was a newborn in the incubator. After a few days of air exposure, the baby’s skin changed from the wrinkled red of birth to a delicate and pale complexion.
"How much longer does he have to stay in there?”
Lu Liang looked down, the corners of his mouth unconsciously lifting.
After all, it’s his first son.
Even though he often said that he doesn’t favor sons over daughters, that having sons or daughters is the sa, humans are indeed creatures that say one thing and think another. At least with a boy, he doesn’t have to worry about him being tricked by so blonde in the future.
In his mind, Lu Liang was already imagining the scene of the siblings eting each other; mothers might choose not to stay in touch, but he hoped the children could play together in the future.
The head of the obstetrics and gynecology departnt accompanied him throughout, and upon hearing Lu Liang’s question, hurriedly said, “Mr. Lu, in another nine hours, your son can leave the incubator.”
"No problem at all, right?” Lu Liang asked again.
The director replied, “The mother’s constitution is very good, and your son’s health is also robust.”
Lu Liang nodded, didn’t linger in the room, bade goodbye to his mother-in-law, and went to the director’s office.
"How long does it take now to get a paternity test result?” Lu Liang suddenly asked. The director was taken aback, quickly responded, “At the fastest, half an hour.”
After all, Yihe is a high-end private won and children’s hospital. The circles of the upper class are often quite unscrupulous, so paternity tests are almost a standard service at the hospital.
"How is it done?” Lu Liang inquired.
After the blood was drawn and another half hour had passed, he received a paternity test report. Upon seeing the results, he grinned with satisfaction.
"Put it away,” he said, handing the docunt to Xu Jiawei, greeting the director, and returning to Wang Chuting’s ward.
Sitting in the chair by the bedside, Lu Liang smiled and asked, “Where’s Auntie?”
"She wishes she could be by Junjun’s side for 18 out of every 24 hours,” Wang Chuting said with a bright smile.
Curious, she asked, “The herbal patches you gave my mom for rheumatism, do they really work?”
As children, of course, we wish for our parents’ good health.
Childhood mories are already quite fuzzy, but she still rembers one particular scene.
Under the scorching sun, her mother working in the fields.
"They definitely do,” Lu Liang nodded. Although he didn’t personally procure the herbal dicine, its effects are genuine.
Rheumatism and cardiovascular diseases are common ailnts in the elderly. Coincidentally, last ti he chatted with Li Zhikai, discussing how Superman Li, even in his nineties, remains so vigorous.
The conversation naturally drifted to that topic, although Superman Li’s longevity key factors are health maintenance, moderation, and abstinence, they are also intricately linked to having no minor health issues.
After all, as one ages, any small ailnts can potentially beco significant problems, so it’s essential to manage them early on.
Thus, Lu Liang learned there was a dicine King Family in Xiangjiang, frequently visited by Superman Li and Yang Shoucheng.
So before returning from Xiangjiang, Lu Liang instructed Xu Jiawei to obtain dozens of various traditional dicine patches to give to his family and in-laws.
"Thank you,” Wang Chuting said softly, and Lu Liang, holding her hand, replied, “Your mother is my mother too.”
"Then why did you still call her Auntie just now?”
"I forgot to change my address for a mont.”
They chatted late into the night. Lu Liang talked about many things, including the plans for Tianxing Finance after it settled in Xiangjiang.
Wang Chuting was exceptionally intelligent, certainly among the most capable and talented won Lu Liang had ever t.
A top student from Zhejiang University, with no family background, she worked for many years at Forbes, accustod to mingling with the rich and noble, yet kept herself pure for the ideal golden bachelor. Upon eting Lu Liang, she was incredibly proactive, entrusting herself after just two etings.
Any one of these aspects would be challenging to achieve for an ordinary woman, yet she had all the qualities combined.
If she wasn’t a woman and not Lu Liang’s woman, he would have been more than willing to ntor her, just as he did with Wen Chao.
But since things had co to this point, he could only let her venture out on her own without involving herself in company affairs.
"Wilson’s kind reminder, you should bear it in mind,” said Wang Chuting.
"That’s why I’ve enhanced the security personnel around ,” Lu Liang responded.
"That’s a wise decision,” replied Wang Chuting, frowning. “I just feel like it’s not targeting you personally.”
"You see, Wilson ntioned multiple tis during your conversation that if not for East Country, if not for you being Chinese…”
As a journalist, adept in reading comprehension, Wang Chuting’s words implied that the responsibility of East Country outweighed Lu Liang’s personal responsibility.
Given the increasingly tense international situation, Wilson’s good-natured reminder could very likely not be targeting Lu Liang personally.
A conspiracy against East Country might be quietly brewing, and Lu Liang’s presence could potentially serve as a catalyst.
"Do you have any evidence?” Lu Liang frowned. Wang Chuting’s words offered him a new perspective.
After all, Tianxing Finance had settled in Xiangjiang and was taking shape; even his removal now would be aningless.
"It’s just a feeling. All the information you’ve provided doesn’t give any concrete evidence,” she pouted and glared at him playfully.
Lu Liang pondered silently for a long ti, but couldn’t find any hint from future information. He sighed, “We’ll talk about it later.”
He had grown accustod to putting aside things he couldn’t figure out; there would always be so critical information revealed in due ti.
"Can you go out for a bit?”
Suddenly, Wang Chuting furrowed her brows tightly.
Lu Liang curiously asked, “So soon? Are you feeling sleepy?”
"No.”
"Then what is it?”
"Won’s issues, don’t ask too much.”
"Precisely because they’re won’s issues, n are very curious.”
It was apparent that Lu Liang saw she wasn’t urgently pressed, thus teasing her playfully.
With a flushed face, Wang Chuting glared fiercely, “My breasts hurt, satisfied now?”
Saying that, she puffed out her chest, her eyes showing a hint of challenge, “Why don’t you co and suck them dry?”
Lu Liang froze, then suddenly blushed and coughed a few tis, “Really?”
"Get out~~”
In fury, Wang Chuting picked up the pillow behind her and hurled it at Lu Liang’s face.
"Did you really think I wanted to drink it? I just wanted a taste. Is there any need to be so stingy?”
Holding the pillow, Lu Liang left reluctantly.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
Briefly parting from Wang Chuting, Lu Liang left Yihe Won and Children and arrived at Green City Puhwan in the city center.
His daughter’s first birthday was approaching, and Lu Ya also brought along their parents from their hotown for the celebration.
That evening, the five-tiered cake was ready, and the little one stood in front, dressed in a princess gown, mimicking her mother’s wish.
But unlike Su Wanyu, the little one eyed the cake with a gaze full of longing.
"Mom and Dad, these are so traditional Chinese dicines I brought back from Xiangjiang. You can brew them when you’re free. Superman Li, at over ninety, still so vigorous, conditions his body by drinking this every day.”
Lu Liang asked Xu Jiawei to bring out the pre-packaged dicinal herbs to be consud three tis a week — to treat illnesses if any, or to strengthen the body when none.
"We are so healthy; your dad used to have a bit of fatty liver, but with daily walks up and down the mountains, it’s long gone.”
Upon hearing his mother’s words, Lu Liang chuckled, recalling how the family spent ti in the mountain cabin over the New Year.
Lu’s current life resembles that of an ancient recluse, leasing several mountain tops, growing so grains and vegetables at the doorstep, self-sufficient, and hardly descending the mountains unless necessary.
The mother pulled Lu Liang aside and asked in a hushed voice, “I heard from Ya, Yu is pregnant again? This ti, is it a boy or a girl?”
"In reality, having a boy or a girl is just the sa. Why are you so concerned?” Lu Liang retorted indignantly, glancing at Su Wanyu, who had an indelible sadness on her brows.
Yesterday marked the seventh week, so they visited the hospital in the morning. When questioned, the clinic director implied it might be another girl.
Although the doctor ntioned such predictions at this ti might not be entirely accurate, suggesting retesting in a few weeks, the likelihood was over 90% already.
Learning this, Su Wanyu held onto Lu Liang and cried for a while.
"Why are you poking your nose in so much? Isn’t a girl your grandchild too?” Lu rebuked his wife, sensing the underlying intention.
"Mom and Dad, have so cake,” Su Wanyu offered, trying her best to appear cheerful.
"Alright, thank you, Yu.” The couple accepted it, displaying a kind smile on their faces.
It was indeed a pity not to have a boy.
But, it’s not like a boy is absolutely necessary.
Lu Liang held the little one, his eyes overflowing with love, “In a blink of an eye, Siqing is already one.”
"Liang, I plan to have her learn the piano in the future, what do you think?” Su Wanyu asked with a smile, significantly relieved by Lu Liang’s attitude.
Lu Liang shook his head, saying, “Before she’s five, just let her have fun. Wait until she shows interest in sothing, then focus on nurturing it.”
"Her father is , and learning all sorts of unnecessary things can’t compare to having a carefree, joyful childhood.”
He hugged the little one and kissed her cheek, “Do you agree?”
"Yeah,” the little one replied, her innocent eyes blinking.
She didn’t understand but nodded instinctively.
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