Chapter 391 Chu Jingya is pregnant too!

"That's wonderful." Su Yue was genuinely happy for her. "Yiyi, congratulations."

Since the false pregnancy misunderstanding, Su Yue had become much less concerned about such matters, but hearing her best friend's good news still brought a surge of joy to her heart.

In this turbulent era, the arrival of new life is itself a powerful form of resistance and hope.

"I didn't expect it to be so fast." Yang Yiyi touched her still flat stomach. "I was originally planning to participate in a few more performances, but with this little one here, I can only take a back seat and stay in the logistics department for a while."

“Going to the logistics department is fine too. You won’t have to do singing and dancing. It’ll be more stable.” Su Yue peeled a grape and handed it to him. “Your health is already weak, and you pushed yourself too hard in dance training the past two years. This is a good opportunity for you to take a good rest.”

Yang Yiyi took the grapes and stuffed them into her mouth, saying indistinctly, "That's what I thought too. Yun Mu is even more exaggerated, he practically worships me. This morning when I went out, he insisted on putting a bunch of White Rabbit candies in my pocket, saying he was afraid I'd have low blood sugar."

The two were having a private conversation when the phone in the main room suddenly rang.

It was an old-fashioned black rotary dial telephone with a sharp, piercing ring that carried far through the courtyard.

Su Yue got up to answer it.

"Hello, this is Gu Jia."

A series of static noises came through the receiver, followed by a slightly hurried but excited female voice.

"Yueyue! It's me! Jingya!"

Su Yue was taken aback, then couldn't help but smile: "Jingya? Why are you calling at this hour? Is it from Beijing..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Chu Jingya's rapid-fire voice.

"Yueyue! I'm telling you! It's unbelievable! I...I'm pregnant!"

Su Yue's hand tightened around the receiver, and she froze.

What day is it today? Has a group of Guanyin Bodhisattvas descended to earth to grant children?

"You're pregnant too?"

"Yes! I just found out!" Chu Jingya's voice sounded a little incoherent. "The performing arts troupe was supposed to go to the border region for a performance next month, and I had already packed my bags. But I fainted during rehearsal yesterday, and when I was taken to the hospital, they found out I'm pregnant!"

Gu Beixiao's voice came from the other end of the phone, as if he was grabbing the microphone: "Wife, speak slowly, don't get excited, be careful not to get a stitch."

Chu Jingya scolded on the other end of the line, then shouted into the microphone, "Yueyue, did you hear that? I'm going to be a mom! The head of that performance troupe won't let me go anymore. He transferred me to an administrative position, responsible for organizing files and writing scripts. I guess this is a blessing in disguise, as it's a good way to avoid the limelight right now."

Su Yue held the receiver and turned to look at Yang Yiyi sitting in the courtyard.

Yang Yiyi was listening intently to what was happening on this side. When she saw Su Yue looking over, she pointed to the phone with a curious expression.

Su Yue laughed and said to the person on the other end of the phone, "Jingya, guess who's next to me?"

Who is it?

"Yiyi." Su Yue held the receiver a little further away. "She just came in, also to share good news. She's pregnant too, a little over a month along."

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone.

Then a scream erupted: "Ah!!! Really?! What a coincidence!"

Su Yue called Yang Yiyi into the room and handed her the receiver.

Two expectant mothers, separated by a phone line thousands of kilometers apart, began a lively exchange of parenting tips. They talked about everything from morning sickness to the idea that sour foods indicate a boy and spicy foods indicate a girl, from switching to an office job to making clothes for their babies.

Su Yue leaned against the door frame, looking at Yang Yiyi's radiant face and listening to Chu Jingya's cheerful laughter on the phone. The gloom that had been weighing on her heart for the past few days completely dissipated.

very nice.

Chu Jingya's transfer to an administrative position was, in Su Yue's opinion, better than any other news.

Nowadays, performing arts troupes are also a hotbed of controversy; one can easily get caught up in factional struggles if one is not careful.

Chu Jingya has a straightforward personality, which makes her prone to offending people.

Now that I have my child as a shield, I can legitimately step back from the limelight – it's the perfect protection.

"Yueyue, you'd better hurry up too!"

When Yang Yiyi handed the receiver back, the smile on her face hadn't faded yet. She winked mischievously, "If the three of us could have a baby together, the children could keep each other company. Wouldn't that be great?"

Su Yue took the phone and only said one sentence: "It seems I have to work harder, otherwise I won't be able to find enough helpers when my kids get into fights in the future."

Chu Jingya laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight on the other end of the phone: "Yes, yes, yes! Yueyue, you have to work harder! When your husband Gu comes back, you have to make him give it his all! None of us three sisters can fall behind!"

After hanging up the phone, the room became quiet.

Yang Yiyi was still immersed in joy, holding Su Yue's hand and talking non-stop: "Yueyue, isn't this fate amazing? Jingya and I actually managed to meet at the same time."

Su Yue poured her a glass of warm water: "This is called telepathy. In the future, you two should just have your children become godparents."

"Absolutely!" Yang Yiyi agreed immediately. "And your twins, they have to be counted too!"

By the time Yang Yiyi left, the sun was already setting.

The golden-red afterglow shone on the grape trellis in the yard, giving the emerald green leaves a warm edge.

Su Yue stood at the door, watching Yang Yiyi's cheerful figure disappear into the alley, her hand unconsciously touching her lower abdomen.

The area remains flat.

Although the false pregnancy last time was a misunderstanding, the disappointment I felt at that moment was real.

She thought of Gu Beichen.

When that man left, he carried all the burdens of the family on his shoulders, but reserved his gentlest side for her.

He fought his way through the corrupt and chaotic world of Beijing, all for the sake of securing a stable future for her and their child.

The sun had completely set, and the last trace of warmth in the courtyard was swept away by the night wind.

A sudden screech of brakes came from outside the gate, followed by the screeching sound of leather shoes scraping against the concrete.

Huo Wenxuan pushed open the courtyard gate, not even taking out his car keys, clutching a briefcase in his hand, his forehead covered in sweat.

"Su Yue, something's happened."

The string in Su Yue's heart, which had just loosened slightly, tightened instantly.

She turned and went inside, poured a glass of cold water and placed it on the table: "Take your time, the sky isn't going to fall."

Huo Wenxuan grabbed the cup and took a big gulp, water dripping down his chin onto his collar: "The provincial line is broken. I just went to the Foreign Affairs Bureau to deliver materials, and Director Liu told me that the special task force in Beijing has blocked the way. Qin Zheng's case has been classified as 'serious in nature,' so we can't get anything through."

Su Yue sat at the octagonal table, her fingers tapping lightly on the surface: "Reason?"

"The same old tune." Huo Wenxuan slammed his briefcase on the chair, gritting his teeth in anger. "They're still harping on Old Master Qin's experiences abroad in his early years, and several foreign trade projects that Qin Zheng approved during his time at the Ministry of Commerce, claiming they have 'serious tendencies toward bourgeois liberalization.' Now, not only have they been suspended from their duties, but even visits have been banned."

Su Yue didn't speak, but the frequency of her fingertips tapping the table slowed down.

Overseas experience.

Foreign trade.

Bourgeois tendencies.