Yu Xia was so touched, despite her painful face, she happily sent a ssage to Xie Qingci.
[Yue said when he grows up, he wants to take care of / dabbing eyes with handkerchief crying.jpg]
After a while, Xie Qingci replied: [I can take care of you too]
Yu Xia: [That’s not the sa.]
Xie Qingci: [The pleasure of raising a son for old age, right? I can’t give you that kind of pleasure.]
Yu Xia: [If you want, I can have another son.]
Xie Qingci: [Want to play this kind of role? I’ll cooperate, and we can take our ti once the filming is wrapped.]
Yu Xia: [...]
Forget it, it’s better not to discuss these sentintal topics with him; they always go off track in the end.
She continued to watch the little cub.
The child changes day by day; when he was just born, he looked like a skinny red monkey, but after a few days, he started to plump up.
It’s about ti to be discharged from the hospital.
The day he was discharged happened to be New Year’s Day; it was so cold it hurt to touch anything. Yu Heng wrapped Yue Ling in several layers, holding him as they walked out of the hospital, pushing a stroller as well.
You could feel the loving sweetness just looking at their backs.
Yu Xia and Yu Yue shivered in the cold wind as they followed, like abandoned orphans.
She was also wrapped up tightly, her face covered completely with mask, hat, sunglasses, and a scarf; people couldn’t tell who she was. Only the color of her clothes gave a clue about her gender.
She originally thought that this should prevent any paparazzi from secretly snapping photos.
Unexpectedly, paparazzi are everywhere, and in an instant her na was trending online.
#Yu Xia Obstetrics and Gynecology Hospital#
#Yu Xia fully covered, head down, quickly leaving#
Maybe it’s because she hasn’t appeared in public for a while after winning an award; idle netizens were looking for excitent, and her gossip quickly attracted many discussions. Among those sharing it were nurous marketing accounts with huge follower counts.
Before long, it had spread all over the square and even made it to the tail end of the trending list, but it was suppressed soon after.
When He Ci called, she was still savoring so content written by a marketing account.
[Your gossip gal: ... It is reported that soone in the family gave birth, and Yu Xia has been accompanying them at the hospital for many days. This morning, when discharged, Yu Xia wore loose and thick clothing, chose xxx brand flat shoes, and covered most of her face with a mask and a towel, leaving quickly without her face being photographed...]
It was like a delicate white lotus flower coyly saying, "I didn’t say she was pregnant or had costic surgery, oh, whatever you believe is your own belief, I’m not responsible, oh."
Looking again at the video that was shot, if she weren’t familiar with what she wore today, she could hardly recognize who that common figure was.
Paparazzi indeed need so skills; without a pair of Eyes of Golden Fla, they couldn’t succeed.
He Ci’s tone was sowhat speechless, telling her, "Is it because it’s the end of the year and every industry is calculating their achievents? Here cos this chopped-up gossip pretending to be tea. A bunch of people saying you’re pregnant and had surgery; this can be considered malicious guidance, right? Sue their asses."
"These two sentences are difficult to define as a cri," she said slowly while eating fresh fruit in a warm air-conditioned room, "but a public warning is possible. The ones bouncing around below are probably bots, right? Since I last showed up just two months ago, who would stupidly believe I got pregnant and gave birth?"
He Ci: "You know, female celebrities in the entertainnt circle are good at hiding pregnancies and childbirth. You can’t tell they’re pregnant until they’re about to give birth, then they’re discharged and back in shape before you know it. Everyone’s used to being bombarded with such news; they can believe any magical story. Have your teeth recovered? If not, once you’re back to work in a few days, people will really say you’ve had costic surgery."
"Almost. Do you want to know what our little one’s na is?"
He Ci: "...How co you’re acting like you’ve had a baby with your wife?"
So n act like peacocks showing off once they beco fathers.
Yu Xia: "I wish I had a wife. Our little one is nad Yu Li; the ’Li’ from happiness beside a wood character, pronounced the sa as his brother."
"Oh, it’s really nice," He Ci complinted insincerely, then continued, "but you are indeed making feel a bit uncomfortable. I just watched a family ethics drama with my mom last night. Do you know what you’re like?"
"What? The ultimate good aunt that’s affectionate and protective of the child when the father’s daughter dream is shattered, and he doesn’t want to look at the child much?"
He Ci: "No, it’s when the wife couldn’t give you a chubby boy, so you went bonkers treating your nephew as your son, working tirelessly and spending all to make sure he inherits your fortune according to the plot."
Yu Xia: "..."
What kind of brain-numbingly foolish scenario is this? And who said her wife can’t produce a chubby boy? She dread about it the other day.
Though she only talked about this in private with Xie Qingci, it’s not sothing to boast about publicly.
So she only retorted to He Ci.
"He, you really should cut down on family ethics dramas; I want the smart and capable He, not Mrs. He who bickers about trivial matters every day."
"What? Can’t I have a hobby? i loves watching brainless CEO dramas, you indulge in romance with your brother, so why can’t I watch family ethics dramas?!"
Listen to this—already echoing shades of Mrs. He.
She simply changed the topic: "How about I post a statent on Weibo right now? Tell them even if I reproduced asexually with budding reproduction, it wouldn’t be this quick."
"Wait a little longer, don’t post from the main account without a reason." He Ci grumbled.
There are so many fun gossips online that one can easily slip up, and celebrities frequently get into trouble by using their main account.
Yet she still posted a photo from her main account.
A full-figure selfie wearing tight clothes, no caption, those who get it, get it.
Her face was indeed slightly swollen, but anyone who has experienced wisdom tooth extraction knows it’s not costic surgery.
Unexpectedly, the first to comnt was Xie Qingci.
[Xie Qingci v: Still not healed after tooth extraction? Didn’t they say it doesn’t hurt?]
Fans in the thread scread, urging her to reply, so people can enjoy so visible sweetness.
She thought about it, and openly replied to his comnt.
[Yu Xia v comnts Xie Qingci v: It should be fully healed in two days. Aren’t you filming? Sneaking around on your phone]
[Xie Qingci v comnts Yu Xia v: Should I sneak a call to you? There’s a ten-minute break]
There was no further interaction in the comnts, but fans were bouncing around madly under their comnts.
[Did they sneak off to call each other? Must be, right!]
[So sweet, so sweet, after all, the best ship is still sister-brother!]
[I thought everyone in the thread should be curious about the pregnancy issue.]
[What kind of joke is that, Xiaxia just reached this position, do you think she would choose this mont to get pregnant? That’s career suicide.]
[Do you talk on the phone every day? Never letting ten minutes go?]
[Aren’t young couples all like that? Didn’t people in the film crew say Xie Qingci always held his phone for video calls with Xiaxia? The brother is clingy/ Why don’t I have a clingy brother.jpg]
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