Chapter 375: 375: Even being pregnant, we need to stay sweet and loving, Fang Bao, I love you so much! (First update
Jiang Zhi returned to the car.
“Xu Fang.”
Zhou Xufang: “Hmm?”
A wind started outside, so he rolled up the car window and covered her stomach with his jacket: “Once the Jiang Family’s issues are settled, shall we go get our marriage certificate, okay?”
Zhou Xufang looked stunned: “Are you proposing?”
“Not really, I will propose properly later.” He fastened her seatbelt, “But you have to agree first, marry , okay?”
Was this a proposal? Or not?
It didn’t matter.
Zhou Xufang agreed: “Okay.”
“Good baby.”
Changkang Hospital.
Lin Qiunan asked Lu Sheng: “Has Jiang Zhi co back?”
“Doesn’t seem like it.”
“You go check.”
Lu Sheng found a nurse and had her check on Jiang Zhi’s room, then told Lin Qiunan: “She hasn’t co back, Zhou Xufang isn’t there either.”
A few minutes later.
Lin Qiunan asked again: “Has Jiang Zhi co back?”
Lu Sheng sent soone to check again: “No.”
Another few minutes passed.
“Has Jiang Zhi co back?”
What’s wrong with the old lady today?
Lu Sheng felt sothing was amiss: “Grandma, why do you keep asking about Jiang Zhi?”
Lin Qiunan didn’t explain: “Go check if he has co back.”
Lu Sheng could only send soone to check again.
“He hasn’t returned.” Lu Sheng guessed, “Probably still at the police station.” After all, his girlfriend ‘vanished’.
“Why hasn’t he co back yet?” Lin Qiunan was slightly anxious, “You have his number, right? Give him a call to ask when he will return.”
Before the call went through, the nurse from Jiang Zhi’s room ca to report that Jiang Zhi had returned.
Lin Qiunan removed the IV, grabbed the chicken soup and went over.
Inside Jiang Zhi’s hospital room, Zhou Xufang was laying in bed.
To avoid attracting attention, Lin Qiunan and Lu Sheng had blended in with a few dical staff mbers to co in.
“Grandma Lin.” Zhou Xufang attempted to get out of bed.
Lin Qiunan thought her leg was still injured: “Lie down, don’t get up.”
She lay back down.
Jiang Zhi sat beside the hospital bed, peeling an apple for her.
Lin Qiunan first looked at Jiang Zhi, then put down the thermos she brought, and asked Zhou Xufang with concern: “Are you feeling better?”
“I’m already better.”
She took two bowls, served a bowl of chicken soup for Zhou Xufang and another for Jiang Zhi: “And you, is your health okay?”
Rumors said he had been plagued by chronic illness.
Jiang Zhi nodded slightly, taking it as an answer.
Lin Qiunan served another bowl for herself, and then took a chicken leg from her bowl and gave it to Jiang Zhi: “This was stewed by Shengsheng’s dad, the flavor isn’t bad, you should eat more.”
Lu Sheng: “…”
Doesn’t her own granddaughter deserve to eat chicken?
She found the scene oddly peculiar and asked: “Grandma, what about mine?”
Lin Qiunan didn’t turn her head to look at her: “There’s none left, have your dad make so for you when you get ho.” She poured the last bit of soup from the thermos into Jiang Zhi’s bowl, “There are dicinal herbs in it, drink more soup to nourish your body.”
Lu Sheng: “…”
That soup was brought over by her mom in the morning, personally stewed by her dad; her grandma hadn’t had a sip and brought it all for Jiang Zhi.
Her grandma also gave Zhou Xufang a piece of chicken: “Xu Fang, you should eat more too.”
Lu Sheng had the illusion that they were a family of three, and she was just an outsider.
Not only did Lu Sheng find it strange, Zhou Xufang also felt it was odd, and after Lin Qiunan and Lu Sheng left, she said to Jiang Zhi: “Grandma Lin was a bit strange today.”
Jiang Zhi had only taken a few sips of the soup when feeding it to Zhou Xufang; she pushed it away, unable to drink anymore.
He put down the bowl: “She must have beco suspicious.” He pulled out a wet wipe to clean her mouth, “She’s suspecting my identity.”
“Just because of the kidnapping incident?”
If that were the case, then her insight was incredibly sharp.
Jiang Zhi said there was more, “Not long after I was born, the Old Mrs. Lu had soone do a paternity test on . Since I was premature, she also had her suspicions, so she had the test done secretly. And it wasn’t just her, Xu Jiuru did it too.”
So they had checked before.
Zhou Xufang guessed, “The results back then showed you weren’t related to the Lu Family?” It seed Lin Qiunan hadn’t seen Lu Jingyuan’s paintings.
“Right, which is why I never thought about it from that angle,”
“It must have been Xu Jiuru who put on a whole show.” Either the report had been tampered with by her, or perhaps, Jiang Weixuan did sothing to protect Jiang Zhi.
“If that’s true, then I underestimated her. When I was little, she really doted on as if I were the apple of her eye,” he cut the apple into small pieces and forked one to feed Zhou Xufang, his eyes calm as if he were discussing soone else’s life, “To think that she could maintain her act, even towards the grandson of her enemy.”
Xu Jiuru really had loved him.
When he was eight or nine, he had been very ill, often getting fevers at night, and it was Xu Jiuru who stayed by his bedside, giving him dicine and staying up all night, day after day, year after year.
At sixteen, when Luo San died, he fell ill and was barely hanging on, mostly unconscious. It was also Xu Jiuru, who cried her eyes out every day, terrified for him.
So later, when he found out Xu Jiuru hated him, he just thought it was related to his mother, thinking she used him to control the other branches of the Jiang Family, but he never doubted their blood relation.
It wasn’t just a day or two, it was for over twenty years. How could she dote on the grandson of her enemy like that?
The apple was sweet, Zhou Xufang picked the largest piece and fed it to Jiang Zhi, “Even you, the director, were fooled. The Oscars owe her a little golden statuette.”
It didn’t matter.
He didn’t care anymore. He had Zhou Xufang, and also their child; whose grandson he was no longer mattered. Whether he was detached by nature or heartless by choice, he planned to devote all his affection to Zhou Xufang and their child for the rest of his life – nothing else mattered now.
“Soone’s coming.” Zhou Xufang heard footsteps outside.
Jiang Zhi told her to lie down and covered her with the blanket, then lay down himself, shielding her.
“Mr. Jiang.”
It was Vice President Sun’s voice.
Jiang Zhi got up to open the door, Vice President Sun brought in a female doctor, in her forties, from the gynecology departnt. She handed over the test results, “Five weeks pregnant.” She smiled at Zhou Xufang and said to Jiang Zhi, “Congratulations, Mr. Jiang.”
The shadows that filled the room dissipated, and Jiang Zhi’s eyes were filled with clear skies.
“Thank you.”
The female doctor said there was no need for thanks, sat down, and ntioned so precautions for early pregnancy, and Jiang Zhi asked a lot of detailed questions.
After the female doctor and Vice President Sun “snuck out,” Jiang Zhi made a phone call to keep things under wraps—not just about Zhou Xufang’s pregnancy, but also that she was safe and sound. He wanted it all kept a secret.
Outside this hospital room, as well as outside Lu Xinglan’s, his spies were everywhere, the Lu Family’s as well – and of course, Xu Jiuru’s too. Anyone entering or leaving the two hospital rooms had to be silenced, and their dical records were to be handled separately.
“Five weeks?”
Jiang Zhi propped his chin with one hand and rested the other on Zhou Xufang’s stomach, deep in thought.
“Five weeks? What about it?”
He smiled, his eyes filled with a touch of spring, lightly rubbing her stomach through the thin layer of the hospital gown, unable to keep his hands away, the corners of his mouth pulling up in an inviting smile.
“It was that ti in the garage.”
Zhou Xufang: “…”
Zhou Xufang didn’t want to talk to him anymore.
But he just wouldn’t let go, “Fang Bao, do you love ?”
She turned around huffily, her back to him, and after a few seconds: “… Yeah, I do.”
She loved him.
She wanted to fetch him the stars and the moon, grow old with him, be buried together with him.
“I love you too,” Jiang Zhi held her face so she had to turn towards him, his eyes shining like the brightest stars, he smiled contentedly, “I love you so much.”
Zhou Xufang smiled and snuggled into his embrace.
He playfully wanted to kiss her belly, to say to the five-week-old embryo: your daddy loves your mommy so much.
In Lu Xinglan’s hospital room.
To the outside world, Lu Xinglan had been shot in the arm, and Lu Jingsong and his wife were still searching for “Lin Qiunan’s whereabouts,” while Lu Sheng and Zhou Qingrang stayed at the hospital. More than a dozen bodyguards stood outside to “guard” against Jiang Zhi.
All the fruits on the table were brought by her. Lin Qiunan asked her to clean them, “Shengsheng, take these to Jiang Zhi.”
After delivering chicken soup, now fruits.
“Grandma, our family and Jiang Zhi are ‘enemies’ now. If I go too often, it will be noticed.”
Even though Changkang Hospital was staffed by the Lu Family’s people, there was still a risk of exposure.
Lin Qiunan switched to soone else, “Qing Rang, please take this for .” Since Zhou Qingrang and Jiang Zhi were relatives and Jiang Zhi was “overco with grief and ill,” him visiting as the uncle made sense.
Zhou Qingrang agreed.
Lu Sheng grew increasingly suspicious, “Grandma, you’re acting a bit strange.”
And there was sothing even stranger, Lin Qiunan got out of bed and walked over to Lu Xinglan, who was sleeping on the sofa, and tugged his hair.
Lu Sheng: “…”
Lu Xinglan woke up from the pain, bleary-eyed looking at Lin Qiunan, “Did you just pull my hair?”
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