Listening to Qin Huaixin alternating between calling him Director Lu and Lu Jinyang by his full na, he finally understood and was left speechless.
"Xin’er, you misunderstood what I ant."
"There’s no misunderstanding, that’s just how Lu Jinyang is." She pretended to walk out again, but Leng Yixing pulled her back into his arms.
"Xin’er, Jinyang and I haven’t fallen out; he’s gone back to the company and given a month off."
Qin Huaixin instantly froze, looking at him incredulously, "Are you saying that capitalist gave you a month off?"
Leng Yixing nodded.
Qin Huaixin imdiately laughed, "Leng Yixing, you must be crazy! If you’re not crazy, then it must be Lu Jinyang who’s crazy."
She had never seen a trace of humanity in Lu Jinyang, so how could he possibly offer soone leave voluntarily? It would be rciful enough if they didn’t have to work overti.
Leng Yixing, feeling helpless, had no choice but to put down Leng Shuangshuang and took out his leave form to show Qin Huaixin.
Only then did she believe that Leng Yixing had a month’s holiday.
She spent that afternoon in a daze, clearly unable to grasp the fact that Leng Yixing now had ti to spend with them.
Before sleep, Qin Huaixin leaned on his shoulder and said, "I still can’t believe you actually got a month off."
Leng Yixing laughed, "I’ll certainly ntion it to him, saying that his capitalist image has deepened in the hearts of our employees’ families."
"Don’t! Definitely don’t!" Qin Huaixin quickly stopped him, "I still want to have normal interactions with Qingqing, please don’t say anything."
He put away his phone, "Alright, I won’t say it."
Having said that, his hand deftly slide under her pajamas, but she stopped him before he could touch anywhere.
He looked up puzzled, eting her clear eyes, "What’s wrong?"
"We can’t do it today." She answered decisively.
Leng Yixing’s hand stiffened, "Period?"
"No... it’s not that."
"If it’s not your period, why can’t we?" he asked, frowning deeply.
The next second, her soft hand moved his hand upward, stopping it on her abdon.
"Here, there’s a little baby~"
She could feel that Leng Yixing’s already sowhat stiff hand beca even stiffer at that mont.
"Little baby? Mine?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Huaixin wished she could slap him on the head, "What nonsense are you talking about? If it’s not yours, do you think I could have conceived by myself? Or are you suspecting ..."
"No, no, look at my silly mouth," he said, smacking his lips twice before continuing, "I’m just overjoyed~ Xin’er, is it really true? Am I not dreaming?"
This ti Qin Huaixin couldn’t hold back and pinched his waist hard, then asked, "Does it hurt?"
She didn’t ease her grip at all, causing Leng Yixing to grimace in pain, yet he couldn’t help but laugh, "I’m going to be a dad, haha~ I’m going to be a dad~"
"Silly~" Although she said this, her face could not hide her smile.
Finally, there was an opportunity to spend ti with her and the daughter, oh no, and the one in her belly too.
Since finding out Qin Huaixin was pregnant, Leng Yixing had been the epito of a good dostically-oriented man, bustling about at ho every day, with Qin Huaixin just needing to sit on the couch and watch him be busy.
Initially, Leng Shuangshuang really enjoyed these days, but as ti passed, she was fed up with her parents’ display of affection and would simply return to her room to do her own things whenever her parents sat beside her and had nothing to attend to.
That day, having just finished his tasks, Leng Yixing rembered that he hadn’t yet received a reply to an email he had sent to the hacker Xiao Jiu so ti ago.
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