Chapter 35 Sense of Crisis

Last night, with the help of Cen Xihuai to warm her lower abdomen, and with the help of the angelica, ginger and brown sugar water prepared by her aunt every day, Xu Qingwu's menstrual pain became mild on the third day, which was rare. There was only a slight cramp occasionally, but it was much better than before when she couldn't even straighten her waist.

Monday morning is the fixed morning meeting time. The hotel acquisition project has been completely completed, and no new projects have been assigned for the time being. They were only told that each of them would be assigned a new person and asked to get the new person started as soon as possible.

The newcomer has arrived. The one assigned to Xu Qingwu is a boy named He Yiyang. He just graduated from university and has clear eyes and is full of energy.

"Hello, Master!"

He Yiyang bowed ninety degrees. His colleagues around him were all laughing. Xu Qingwu was a little embarrassed: "You're welcome. Let me show you around the work."

"Thank you, Master!"

“…”

He Yiyang was too energetic and kept asking questions. At the end of the day, Xu Qingwu felt her head was buzzing, which was more tiring than working on the project.

She had already made an appointment with Cen Yue and Xia Xiaoxiao to have dinner at a Japanese restaurant. Xu Qingwu had told Yao Wei in advance that he didn't need to pick her up from get off work. After hesitating for a while, she sent a message to Cen Xihuai saying that she would not be going home for dinner.

Cen Xihuai replied to her: Okay, I have a meeting too.

The three of them met at a Japanese restaurant.

After ordering her food, Xia Xiaoxiao started gossiping: "Qingwu baby, why do you look so weak? Did you fight eight hundred rounds over the weekend?"

Xu Qingwu was speechless: "My period is on Sunday..."

Cen Yue was curious: "You are in excruciating pain every time you have your period, how can you still date?"

"No, I just stayed at home all day."

"Doesn't that mean I have to make up for it next Saturday?"

Xia Xiaoxiao was confused: "What are you talking about?"

"Didn't we go to a concert the Sunday before last? My uncle asked her to make up for the date last Sunday last Saturday."

"Awesome!" Xia Xiaoxiao's clever little brain drew inferences from one instance, "You guys don't have a set number of times a week to do it, so you have to make up for it if you don't do it enough, right?"

Xu Qingwu: "..."

How clever!

Not only that, not only do we have to make up for it, we also have to make an advance payment.

Thinking of the advance payment on Saturday, Xu Qingwu blushed. The experience that night was a qualitative leap compared to the first time. Her head was dizzy and she couldn't remember how many times she had done it.

Seeing the abnormal blush on Xu Qingwu's face, Xia Xiaoxiao was shocked: "Is my guess really right? Your cheap husband is too old-fashioned! "

Xu Qingwu refused to admit it: "No, hurry up and order some food. I'm so hungry."

Xia Xiaoxiao was about to ask more, but Cen Yue knocked her on the head: "Aren't you ashamed of being a single girl?"

Xia Xiaoxiao raised her head and screamed to the sky: "I must have sex this year. I'm going to find a handsome guy and do it to my heart's content!"

Cen Yue: "Go to bed early tonight. You can dream about anything."

The dishes were finally ordered.

While waiting for the food, Cen Yue announced an important news: she planned to keep the child.

Xia Xiaoxiao looked confused: "What child?"

Cen Yue also looked confused: "I'm pregnant, didn't I tell you?"

Xia Xiaoxiao blurted out a Chinese quintessence, and thought of the key question now: "Then are you still going to divorce Qi Yan?"

Cen Yue said as a matter of course: "Li, the child is mine and has nothing to do with that bastard."

"What if the child needs a father?" Xia Xiaoxiao was raised by her mother and had never felt fatherly love since childhood. She had begun to empathize with the little yellow bean in Cen Yue's belly.

Cen Yue smiled charmingly: "But it can have a father who is always young."

Xia Xiaoxiao exclaimed that it was awesome, and Xu Qingwu was a little worried: "If Qi Yan knew you were pregnant, he probably wouldn't let you go."

"I've already filed for divorce from him." Cen Yue became angry when she thought of what happened last night. "He actually said that no one else could tolerate my spoiled temper except him. I absolutely cannot live without him, and asked me to stop saying such angry words."

"I've already put my fucking divorce agreement in front of him, and he thinks I'm joking. What a psycho!"

"Shh!" Xu Qingwu warned: "Pregnant women should be careful of the effects."

Cen Yue covered her belly and said, "Baby, close your ears and wait for mommy to finish scolding you."

Cen Yue continued to curse, Xu Qingwu was still worried about whether it would be too hard for her to be pregnant alone, and the heartless Xia Xiaoxiao was already happily guessing the man and woman who were destined to be the godmother.

Cen Yue and Qi Yan have known each other since they were born. Their relationship was as sweet as in idol dramas, but things turned out like this after they got married. Xu Qingwu suddenly realized that perhaps love and marriage are separate entities. A marriage with love like Cen Yue's can be chaotic, while a marriage without love like hers and Cen Xihuai's can be peaceful and stable.

Just like they are now, they respect each other and do not interfere with each other.

After the three of them finished eating, Xu Qingwu went to pay the bill, while Cen Yue and Xia Xiaoxiao went to the milk tea shop next door to pick up the milk tea they had ordered in advance through the mini program.

As a result, I waited in line for ten minutes, got my milk tea, but Xu Qingwu still didn't come out.

The two had no choice but to return to the Japanese restaurant to look for someone, and saw Xu Qingwu being approached by an elite man in a suit and tie.

"A gentle beauty like Qingwu is so popular with the opposite sex!"

Xia Xiaoxiao couldn't help but whistle, and then she saw Cen Yue taking out her phone and taking pictures: "What are you doing?"

Cen Yue smiled and said, "Give my uncle a sense of crisis."

Xia Xiaoxiao excitedly said, "Nice! Now comes my favorite Shura Field scene."

Cen Yue smiled at her, then sent the photo to the family group, specifically tagging Cen Xihuai: "Pretty little auntie is really popular."

When Xu Qingwu rejected the approaching person and came out, she saw the message in the family group. She wanted to ask Cen Yue to withdraw, but the time had already passed.

Xu Qingwu made a threatening gesture: "If you are not pregnant, you are dead today!"

"Hey, relax. It's so nice of you to make my uncle nervous! We can even get a ride home."

Xu Qingwu was calm: "He won't come."

Cen Xihuai was in a meeting, so his cell phone probably wasn't with him. Even if it was in his hand, he probably wouldn't be fussy when he saw it.

Xia Xiaoxiao was very excited: "Then let's make a bet!"

In the conference room, Cen Xihuai's phone on the table vibrated, and all the executives looked over.

Ever since he didn't receive Xu Qingwu's call in Xiangshan'ao, he changed his habit of not bringing his mobile phone to meetings. On the one hand, he felt that there might be some inaccuracies in passing messages through his assistant, and on the other hand, he was afraid that Xu Qingwu would not be able to find him if something happened.

A pop-up window showed a message from Cen Yue. He clicked it and saw a photo.

My eyes fell on the woman in the photo. She was wearing an autumn long skirt with a waistline. Her long, straight black hair was scattered around her thin waist. The warm yellow light made her cheeks and neck look white and beautiful.

At this moment, she was smiling and talking to the man opposite.

And this man, slightly fat, short, bald, and average looking...

Cen Xihuai didn't care. He turned off his phone and put it on the table, signaling the executives to continue reporting.

Just a boring chatterbox.