Hearing these words, Zhao Lizhen imdiately scoffed. "What worries could he possibly have? Our biggest concern is you; nothing else matters. Now that you and Lin Feng are so in love, and the babies are all well-behaved, we have nothing on our minds. He's even less concerned, living a life of absolute comfort. The other day when I went to the golf course, he was having a grand old ti chatting with a female instructor! Him? Worries… hah."
The more she spoke, the more she grumbled.
Zhang Yuxi sighed, "…"
"Mom, please go ask him," she said. "Maybe Dad really is in so kind of trouble. If it's about money and he's too embarrassed to say anything, I'll talk to Lin Feng."
Zhao Lizhen frowned. "Alright, I'll go ask him."
She muttered to herself as she went upstairs, "Daring to smoke in the house. He's really got so nerve!"
Her footsteps clattered as she returned to the room, startling Zhang Fuyong, who was already at his wit's end.
Zhao Lizhen walked right up to him, her tone icy. "I slled smoke in the living room just now. Was that you?"
Zhang Fuyong was dumbfounded. I smoked half a cigarette an hour ago! Does she have the nose of a bloodhound? How could she possibly still sll it? Even a dog wasn't that skilled. Lin Feng and Zhang Yuxi must have told her.
Zhao Lizhen's anger was usually all for show; she rarely got genuinely furious. Even so, Zhang Fuyong was powerless against her.
He nodded numbly. "Yes, it was!"
Zhao Lizhen tilted her chin up slightly. "And who gave you the nerve?"
Zhang Fuyong just shrugged, not answering. You did, of course.
Sitting down at her dressing table, Zhao Lizhen said, "Speak. Why were you smoking?"
Zhang Fuyong sat up straight and grabbed her hand. "Honey, you…"
Zhao Lizhen shook his hand off and frowned. "Speak properly."
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Fuyong asked solemnly, "Are you hiding sothing from ?"
Hearing the accusatory edge in his voice, Zhao Lizhen's expression darkened slightly. "Say what you an!"
Zhang Fuyong stood up, rummaged through his bag, and pulled out seven test strips. "How do you explain these?"
Zhao Lizhen frowned. "What is there to explain? Don't they co with instructions?"
"No matter what, I'm ntally prepared," Zhang Fuyong said gravely.
Zhao Lizhen understood. So that's it. He's worried about our daughter being pregnant.
She settled into a comfortable and elegant posture. "Well, do you hope for a 'yes' or a 'no'?"
Zhang Fuyong was in turmoil. At their age, it was probably better not to have another one. So embarrassing!
"If… if it's yes, I'll support whatever you decide."
"Why are you looking at ? Is it my decision to make?"
Zhang Fuyong was surprised. "You're letting
decide?"
"What can you decide? I'm just asking for your thoughts and opinion."
Wiping away a bit of cold sweat, Zhang Fuyong declared, "If it's positive, then let's have the baby! The three-child policy is in effect now. Lots of people whose kids are already in college are planning to have another. We're not old, not even fifty yet. We're still young! It would bring more joy to our ho!"
Thinking about it this way, Zhang Fuyong had an epiphany. It was settled.
Zhao Lizhen chuckled. "Have the baby? Aren't you going to consider Yuxi's health?"
Zhang Fuyong was stunned. "Yuxi? What does this have to do with Yuxi?"
"How could it not have to do with her? These are her…" As she spoke, Zhao Lizhen suddenly realized sothing, her eyes widening in disbelief. "After all that, you thought it was ? That I… I was pregnant?"
Good heavens, she could barely bring herself to say the last words. Both angry and amused, Zhao Lizhen grabbed the cushion behind her and threw it at him.
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