In the few days since her in-laws returned to the country, unless An Junxi was breastfeeding, her child was always with the grandparents. They said, "We’re going back to the United States soon and won’t be able to hold Jing Yue often, so let’s hold him as much as we can now."
Mr. An and Mrs. An initially planned to move back to Yuhua Mansion, thinking there was no need to stay now that their daughter had finished her postpartum confinent.
Liang Huiyun suggested they simply stay, "There are plenty of rooms here, why bother moving back and forth? Just live here."
Mr. An said, "It’s still not quite appropriate."
Liang Huiyun said, "What’s inappropriate about it? Ai Xi and Jing Yue were mostly taken care of by their grandparents. We’ve been abroad for years, it makes us blush just to talk about it... Stay, give us so face, alright?"
An Junxi didn’t want her parents to move back either. Although it wasn’t far, it just wasn’t the sa as seeing them every day.
Mrs. An said, "Then we’ll stay for now, and talk about it again when the child gets older."
And that settled it. An Junxi didn’t need to worry about her parents moving back anymore. That night, she was so happy, she squird around in her husband’s arms, "Mom and Dad can stay with us, honey, I’m so happy!"
Gu Yikun, already flad with desire, pressed her under him, gritting his teeth, "An Junxi, if you keep moving, I’m going to take you right now!"
She imdiately turned into a little lamb, nestling in her husband’s arms, not daring to move an inch.
Gu Yikun took a long ti to suppress his thoughts, counting down the days, "Ti is going by so slow."
An Junxi quietly sweated, Is my husband enduring too much?
The full-month party arrived as scheduled. Gu Kuangyong prepared a grand gift for little Jing Yue—5% of Gu Group’s shares.
An Junxi was shocked when she found out and refused, "Dad, the baby just turned a month old, this gift is too much."
Liang Huiyun supported her husband, "The shares are all family property anyway. It doesn’t matter under whose na they are."
An Junxi looked at her husband, and Gu Yikun patted her hand, "What’s given to the child, just accept it."
An Junxi thanked the grandparents on behalf of the baby. Liang Huiyun also gave her grandson a set of golden lock with auspicious aning, "Everyone gets this. Both Jingxiu and Ai Xi have one; of course, our Jing Yue should have one too."
An Junxi accepted it. Although her parents took care of the child less, their affection couldn’t be faulted. They treated all the grandchildren the sa.
On the day of the full-month party, Liang Huiyun held her grandson throughout, smiling at the guests. Only when she got really tired did she pass him to her husband.
The once imposing Old Madam Gu had turned into a kindly grandmother, which many guests were still not used to.
Many people whispered, "Look at the Old Madam, she’s so affectionate with her grandson. Mrs. Gu’s status is getting more and more stable."
"Exactly, what good fortune. It’s no use being jealous."
An Junxi held her husband’s arm and t the guests. It was a bit chilly, so Gu Yikun made her wear a shawl. Her shoes were low-heeled, prioritizing comfort.
She dressed conservatively, and with the shawl, her outfit seed a bit cumberso. She was reluctant, "This makes look fat and short."
She’d gained weight during her postpartum recovery. Her husband wrapped her up so tightly and didn’t let her wear high heels, making her look shorter and fatter visually.
She used to have a slim, petite figure; the difference was too big, wasn’t it?
Gu Yikun said, "You look great in anything. Your health is what matters."
Believing in her husband’s words, she stood by his side, and everyone respectfully called her "Mrs. Gu."
Gradually, An Junxi forgot about her weight gain. After eting several guests, she went to the bathroom and overheard so won talking, "An Junxi has gotten so fat, yet she’s still so happy. Poor woman."
"I see President Gu treating her very well, and Old Madam Gu is also satisfied with her, why is she pitiful?"
An Junxi pricked up her ears to listen, curious to know what made her pitiful.
One of them said, "An Junxi, with her proud look just because she gave birth to a son... Heh, President Gu treats her well for the child’s sake. Just wait, this is a slow burn; President Gu will tire of her soon enough. We’ll just wait and see the show."
"True, no man likes a wife who’s fat as a pig. Taking her out, it’s so embarrassing. No matter how affectionate President Gu is, he’ll get sick of her."
An Junxi tore the tissue in her hands, fat as a pig? Is that really her?
"You seem to understand n’s hearts well, haha... And An Junxi is still so pleased with herself. So she has a son, does that an she can bind President Gu for life? Ridiculous!"
Though they were belittling An Junxi, their words were thick with jealousy.
An Junxi was so furious she almost used up all the toilet paper. These won, don’t they have anything better to do than gossip? What else could they do besides gossiping?
After those won finally left, transforming into demure ladies the mont they walked out, sending coy looks to the young n present.
Only when it was quiet outside did An Junxi co out. While washing her hands, she looked in the mirror, feeling she indeed seed fatter.
She dried her hands and asured her waist. Her once tiny waist was a thing of the past.
She suddenly realized, is her husband’s gentleness just a slow burn?
Maybe they were right; she shouldn’t be lost in his sweet words.
Leaving the bathroom, she saw her aunt and Cheng Ye approaching in the hallway.
Gu Kuangyuan greeted her, "Jun Xi, Yi Ke called just now saying he couldn’t find you. I guessed you were in the bathroom."
As she talked, her gaze habitually scanned An Junxi up and down, her smile briefly stiffened.
Normally, An Junxi wouldn’t care about others’ looks, but today, having just heard so "truth," she was particularly sensitive. Her aunt’s gaze hit her sore spot.
Grabbing her aunt’s hand, she asked, "Auntie, is my outfit today really awful? Do I look ugly and fat?"
Passing people gave her curious looks. Gu Kuangyuan quickly pulled her aside and asked Cheng Ye to go ahead. "What are you talking about? Did you hear so gossip?"
An Junxi clinged to her aunt’s hand for help, "Auntie, you’re a professional fashion and image designer. I just want your honest and objective opinion."
Gu Kuangyuan pondered, "Well..."
An Junxi despaired, "Do I look terrible?"
Gu Kuangyuan gave a vague complint, "Not exactly terrible, you have a very feminine glow."
An Junxi was stunned; what did that an? A polite way of saying she was ugly?
"Auntie, please tell the truth!"
Gu Kuangyuan seriously said, "If your previous image was a nine, it’s now a six, but does it matter? You’ve just had a baby, why be too hard on yourself?"
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