Yu Chen didn’t press her for answers, secretly planning to consult a psychologist.
He said, "Today I’ll watch a movie with you. What do you want to watch?" They had a small ho theater, so there was no need to squeeze with people outside.
Zhang Miaoyan casually picked a romance movie. Yu Chen couldn’t really appreciate romance films, but he didn’t mind since he was accompanying his wife.
He took her to the screening room, dressed her in radiation-proof clothing, and even felt it wasn’t enough protection during the movie, so he held Zhang Miaoyan in his arms.
They nestled in a bean bag chair watching the movie. Zhang Miaoyan leaned into her husband’s warm embrace, looking up to see his handso profile.
The soft lighting in the screening room made her husband appear even more attractive.
Such a handso man, would he really love her for a lifeti?
Yu Chen’s mind was not on the movie. After his wife stared at him for a while, he asked, "Do you want to say sothing?"
Zhang Miaoyan turned back to look at the screen, "No, I want to know if you like this movie."
"Not really," Yu Chen honestly replied, "But as long as my wife likes it, I’ll prioritize her."
Zhang Miaoyan frowned, "Husband, will you get tired of taking care of like this?"
Yu Chen kissed her, saying, "Don’t overthink, I feel like the happiest person in the world."
Zhang Miaoyan lay entirely in her husband’s arms, "I am very happy too."
She focused on the movie, which was quite heartbreaking. Before halfway through, she started crying.
Yu Chen hadn’t expected it to be a tragedy. He tenderly wiped his wife’s tears, tried to comfort her for a while but failed. Dominantly, he carried her back to their room, "No more watching, it’s not conducive to prenatal education."
Zhang Miaoyan hadn’t yet returned to reality from the movie, lying on her husband’s shoulder crying for a long ti.
Yu Chen used all thods to comfort her, feeling sowhat helpless, wondering if pregnant won all turn into different people?
Tired of crying, Zhang Miaoyan fell asleep. Yu Chen stayed by the bed until she was asleep, tucked her in well, and then quietly left the room.
He made a phone appointnt with a psychologist, checking the ti before heading out to the consultation office, planning to return ho within an hour.
The psychologist had counseled Yue Xiaoyang before, whom Yu Chen trusted more. Upon eting, he directly described Zhang Miaoyan’s abnormal reactions since her pregnancy, asking, "Doctor, what’s going on? My wife is a quiet person; since becoming pregnant, she’s been even quieter, showing no interest in anything."
The psychologist inquired about the couple’s interaction mode, "Sir, it’s best to bring your wife over for a face-to-face consultation; that way, the diagnosis will be more direct and accurate. If it’s inconvenient for her to co out, I can make a house call."
Without contacting the patient directly, there was always a lack of assurance.
Yu Chen felt helpless, "It’s just that I can’t let her know she needs to see a psychologist; it would make her think more." Miao Yan recognized this psychologist, so it wouldn’t work.
The psychologist understood, "Many people resist seeing a psychologist, which is normal. Based on what I’ve learned, Mrs. Xie lacks a sense of security and might have mild depression. This is also common among most pregnant won."
Yu Chen was nervous, "What typically causes depression?"
"Each individual is different. Based on what you’ve said, Mrs. Xie currently has no other pressures. Is there anyone particularly noticeable around you or any incidents that have upset her?"
Yu Chen felt there was no issue: "My parents are in the Mainland; they are very tolerant towards her. I now rarely go to the company, accompanying her as much as possible. I try to do things she likes with her... Can’t think of anything that would make her upset."
The psychologist pondered, "I suggest, Sir, to have a good conversation with your wife. Won are especially sensitive during pregnancy and easily irritable. In daily life, it’s important to tolerate her more. Even if it feels unreasonable, as a husband, you should be more understanding."
Yu Chen pointed out the issue, "She’s very quiet and not irritable at all."
The psychologist found this even less optimistic, "If a pregnant woman is internally irritable but not showing it, the problem can easily worsen. Sir, you must communicate well with your wife or help her open up to ."
Yu Chen didn’t get a solution, but instead heard a seemingly severe response. Unable to sit still, he got up to rush ho.
Jiang Cai Xuan was waiting downstairs in the apartnt building, hesitating whether to go up.
She had docunts in her bag, legitimately seeking the general manager, but was worried about his reaction.
Thinking about what to say to make her visit seem work-related, she pressed the intercom button.
Yu Chen parked the car in the garage and saw Jiang Cai Xuan at the door, "You’re looking for ?"
Jiang Cai Xuan suddenly heard the general manager’s voice. She turned around, "Yes, General Manager, there’s a docunt for the competition team that needs your signature."
She handed over the docunt along with a pen. Yu Chen scanned through it, signed his na on the last page, "Anything else?"
Jiang Cai Xuan couldn’t find a reason, but didn’t want to waste the opportunity, "Your wife is pregnant, is she doing well? May I go up and check on her?"
"No," Yu Chen bluntly refused, "She gets tired easily and doesn’t want to see outsiders. You should go back to the company."
Jiang Cai Xuan sensed the care in Yu Chen’s words for Zhang Miaoyan, feeling full of jealousy. Just because Zhang Miaoyan was pregnant, she was troubling her husband like this, acting as if she was a great heroine.
With a considerate smile still on her face, Jiang Cai Xuan said, "Then I won’t disturb Mrs. Xie’s rest. I’ll call the general manager if anything cos up."
Yu Chen nodded, pressed the password button and went upstairs.
Jiang Cai Xuan stood there for a while, took a few steps and looked at the general manager’s balcony, then took out her phone to call Zhang Miaoyan.
After waking and not seeing her husband, Zhang Miaoyan searched both floors of the apartnt but couldn’t find him.
Did he go out?
She wanted to call her husband when a call ca in from Jiang Cai Xuan.
"Assistant Jiang, what is it?"
Jiang Cai Xuan said, "Mrs. Xie, I’m downstairs in your apartnt building. I accidentally omitted so details when talking to the general manager. I wanted to ask you... never mind, I’ll talk to the general manager next ti. I won’t disturb your rest. Goodbye."
Jiang Cai Xuan intentionally hung up before the other side could respond, showing a faint, ambiguous smile on her face.
Zhang Miaoyan looked down from the balcony and indeed saw Jiang Cai Xuan.
Did Yu Chen go out to et her? What did they talk about?
Jiang Cai Xuan stared at Zhang Miaoyan for a while from afar before leaving, waving at her. It was unclear if she was signaling a victory or sothing else.
In any case, it wasn’t out of goodwill.
Zhang Miaoyan felt suffocated. Jiang Cai Xuan had co to their house.
Working matters seed to be insufficiently discussed over the daily calls; an in-person eting was necessary?
She went back to the living room and sat on the couch, lost in thought.
Yu Chen ca out of the elevator and walked in to find his wife sitting in the living room, "How long have you been awake? What do you want to eat?"
Zhang Miaoyan asked him, "Husband, where did you go just now?"
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