Chapter 108 New Life

The bedroom door was pushed open, and Han came out. Just as he was about to go to the bathroom, he heard a familiar voice talking. He looked back and bit his lip.

As expected, after receiving the tip-off, they rushed here without stopping.

No, it was still non-stop. She looked at her watch and saw that it was almost two hours before Fang Jiayan came back.

When Gu Ningwei saw her coming out, he quickly struggled to get up from the lazy sofa, put on a smile, and said, "Hey, Han Que, how are you?"

Han snorted, rolled his eyes at him, then rolled his eyes at Fang Jiayan who was standing at the bedroom door. He turned and went into the bathroom, slamming the door shut. After a while, the sound of her retching came from inside.

Gu Ningwei looked anxious. He walked to the door and knocked. "Han Que, how are you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"I won't die." Han answered in between vomiting.

Gu Ningwei then said, "Do you want me to pour you some water?"

In response to him, Han vomited even more violently, his voice hoarse and tears streaming down his face.

Gu Ningwei stood at the door, bewildered. He looked up and asked Fang Jiayan for help: "Doctor Fang, she..."

"It's okay, I won't die." Fang Jiayan said angrily, and sat down on the sofa. Yuan Hao immediately handed her a glass of water, "You've worked hard, drink some water."

Fang Jiayan took the cup, took a big sip of water, wiped the corner of her lips, and thought something was wrong. She turned around and glanced at Yuan Hao: "Han Que and I are arguing, why is it so hard? Not only did you not try to persuade us, you even made sarcastic remarks from the sidelines. What are your intentions?"

Yuan Hao had no idea that his flattery had backfired. He rubbed his head and smiled broadly, "How could I dare to persuade you? If I say the wrong thing, I'll be in trouble on both sides. And seeing how you're arguing, I can't persuade you alone, so I quickly called for help."

As he spoke, he nodded towards Gu Ningwei and winked at Fang Jiayan.

Fang Jiayan glanced at Gu Ningwei with disdain and muttered, "Why did he come just now? He made me so thirsty from all the arguing."

Yuan Hao handed her the water cup again, gave her a look, lowered his voice, and said with a dark smile: "Do you think we should stay here, or go to my place?"

Fang Jiayan glared at him and muttered, "Just your little tricks..."

Yuan Hao said seriously: "But your place is so small, with only one bedroom, it can't accommodate two couples dating at the same time..."

Fang Jiayan snorted: "This is my home, if anyone wants to leave, it should be them."

The two were muttering to each other when Han came out of the bathroom. Gu Ningwei stepped forward and held out his hand, trying to support her like a little eunuch. "How are you? Are you feeling better? Do you want some water to rinse your mouth?"

Han was vomiting violently, leaning against the door frame and breathing weakly, her face pale. Gu Ningwei felt very distressed when he saw this, and secretly regretted that he was soft-hearted for a moment and actually agreed to her request to break up.

If Fang Jiayan hadn't tipped him off, he wouldn't know what he would have missed, and he didn't know if he would have gone crazy at that time.

It was late at night, but Han tossed and turned, unable to sleep. She couldn't understand how she had ended up back in his house and in his bed.

Fortunately, Gu Ningwei remembered Fang Jiayan's instructions and silently suppressed his impulse. Apart from kissing her gently, he did nothing.

"What's wrong? Can't sleep?" She moved, and the person next to her woke up and turned to look at her. "Are you vomiting again?"

Han shook his head.

Gu Ningwei's palm covered her lower abdomen through the fabric of her clothes, which startled Han Que: "What are you doing?"

Gu Ningwei shook his head. "Nothing, just helping you massage it."

His palms were warm and his movements were soothing and gentle. Han Que's stomach felt much better and she sighed softly.

After a while, she asked, "Gu Ningwei, do you really want this child?"

"Yeah, of course I do." Gu Ningwei took it for granted, but it was strange to think about it, "Who wouldn't want their own child?"

Han sighed and whispered, "But I think he came at the wrong time."

"What do you mean by bad timing? She will come when she's supposed to. This is God's gift, not something we can decide. Look, we've tried this many times, but no one has come. Now that she's here, isn't this a God-given opportunity?"

Han opened her lips and wanted to say something, but Gu Ningwei hugged her body, kissed her ear gently, and said softly: "Don't worry, I'm here, everything will be fine."

Han said nothing. After a while, he sighed slightly.

After a while, Gu Ningwei couldn't help it anymore, pulled Han Que into his arms, leaned over and kissed her lips.

His kisses fell on her lips closely, prying open her teeth and conquering her.

There was a slightly bitter and sweet smell in her mouth, a little strange and yet very fresh. Gu Ningwei kissed her tightly, becoming more and more excited. Her low gasps and murmuring moans could be heard in his ears.

There seemed to be flowing magma in his body, running around everywhere and almost surging out.

"Han Que..." He murmured her name and hugged her tightly, afraid of losing her again.

His embrace was scorching hot, burning Han Que's body. The remaining trace of rationality made her refuse: "No..."

Gu Ningwei finally let her go, turned his back to her, and panted heavily.

Han Queyi was also tidying up his clothes that had been torn apart.

After a while, Gu Ningwei muttered, "If this goes on, I'm going to suffocate to death."

He turned on the light, got out of bed, and walked into the bathroom. Through the frosted glass of the bedroom, he could vaguely see his tall figure leaning against the wall.

The gurgling water was mixed with his low, rapid breathing, and finally the suppressed roar.

Han put his hands on his chest and closed his eyes.

After a while, Gu Ningwei walked in. He turned off the lights and lay down beside her again, with cool moisture on his body.

Han turned over and hugged him gently.

Gu Ningwei chuckled softly and said, "You finally feel sorry for me..."

Han blushed, pushed him slightly, and said angrily: "You caused this trouble yourself, you deserve it..."

"Then let me talk to him." Gu Ningwei's eyes were extremely clear in the darkness. He slowly leaned over, supporting his body with his hands, and pressed his face against Han Que's lower abdomen through the silk quilt. "Why are you so naughty and making your mother suffer? Be obedient, be good, eat well and grow up well. When the time comes for you to come out, daddy will take you to play, take you to see the world, and will accompany you to grow up. If you were a little girl, you would definitely be as beautiful as your mother. If you were a boy, if you don't listen to your mother, daddy will beat you too..."

Han frowned after hearing this: "What are you talking about..."

Gu Ningwei didn't want Han Que to go to work, but Han refused. "If you keep me bored at home every day, I'll become useless. My mother used to say that she worked until she was about to give birth. How can people nowadays be so pampered?"

Gu Ningwei thought about it and agreed, but with one condition: she was not allowed to go to the factory production workshop in the chemical park. "What if you come into contact with some toxic substances that you shouldn't be exposed to?"

Han was helpless, "Who will manage the factory then?"

Gu Ningwei said, "I'll let Tang Zifeng take care of it."

"He's going to take care of it?" Han was surprised. "How can he take care of it? He's a university professor and only works part-time here. Does he have the energy to do it?"

Gu Ningwei's face darkened and he snorted, "I'm paying him. This is his job responsibility. I don't care what he should do. He can figure it out on his own. If that doesn't work, he can just find someone to take care of it for me."

Han was stunned for a moment, tapped his forehead, and smiled softly: "You are a cannibalistic capitalist..."

Gu Ningwei now had a sufficient reason to ask Han Que to move in.

He argued, "Dr. Fang is so busy, who will take care of your three meals a day? You're counting on Zhou Wenwen, but she needs someone to take care of her. Besides, Dr. Fang and Yuan Hao are in the midst of a passionate love affair. You're just a big light bulb, your wattage is too high, and you shine too brightly. You can't be so selfish."

Aunt Zhao was transferred over from the villa to take care of Han Que's daily life and diet.

Han had no choice but to follow his arrangements and bid farewell to Fang Jiayan reluctantly.

Aunt Zhao was the nanny used by Su Xiu. She watched Gu Ningwei grow up since he was a child and treated him like her own son. After Su Xiu passed away, Gu Ningwei returned to the Gu family, and Aunt Zhao went back.

After Gu Ningwei became an adult, he moved out to live independently and brought Aunt Zhao back. Except for coming over twice a week to help him clean the house thoroughly, she usually stayed at the villa.

Gu Ningwei himself doesn't often go to the villa, and Aunt Zhao doesn't have much to do. In fact, this is just an idle job to provide for her in her old age.

Aunt Zhao knew it and felt bad about it. She kept muttering that she couldn't take the money for nothing. She and her husband were almost able to live in a villa, so she wanted to go back to the countryside.

Gu Ningwei said: "Your son and daughter-in-law are both out of town, there's no one left in the countryside, why go back? Stay with me and continue to take care of my children."

Now Han is pregnant, and Aunt Zhao is really happy. She does her best to cook for them in various ways to supplement their nutrition.

Han Que came back on time for dinner every day, and Gu Ningwei also tried his best to turn down social engagements and go home for dinner.

Every night, the three of them sat around the dining table, quietly eating delicious and refreshing dishes and chatting about daily trivialities.

Gu Ningwei would sometimes open a bottle of beer, drink it slowly, and listen with great interest to the two women chatting about their daily lives.

Aunt Zhao always advised Han Que to eat more and more, and not to be afraid of vomiting, so that he could get enough nutrition. Even if he vomited after eating, he could eat again after vomiting, so as to save nutrition for the child. She also said that he would stop vomiting in a few days.

Han gradually stopped vomiting, his appetite became surprisingly good, his cheeks began to gain weight, and his beautiful eyes became bright and lively.

Gu Ningwei felt that Han Que was more beautiful than ever before. He sighed privately with Tang Zifeng, saying that no wonder it was said that when a woman becomes a mother, the maternal instinct in her body will be mobilized, making her gentle and tolerant, fragile and strong.

When Tang Zifeng heard the news that Han Que was pregnant, he was distracted for a moment, but he quickly suppressed his disappointment, congratulated Gu Ningwei, and said that he would arrange personnel to monitor the production at the factory.

"Zifeng, I'll leave it to you." Gu Ningwei said sincerely.

Of course, he could see through Tang Zifeng's loss and melancholy, but how could a person who had the upper hand not have any manners? Moreover, Tang Zifeng was his old friend for many years, and he was very confident in his character.

"You're welcome." Tang Zifeng waved his hand and asked, "It must be a critical moment for you. You must focus on winning the final battle."

"Yes, the enemy is strong and we are weak, it's very tricky." Gu Ningwei smiled.

"Now that you've canceled the wedding, won't they be desperate?"

Gu Ningwei nodded, smiled, and said calmly: "I'm just waiting. Whoever gets impatient first will reveal his flaws. You know I never like to take the initiative to attack."

Tang Zifeng thought about it and found that it was indeed true.

He had witnessed Gu Ningwei's business operations several times, and he always followed the principle of "I will not attack unless the enemy attacks me", lying in wait and waiting for the opportunity.

He knew the time was approaching.