Everything seemed calm, but Xu Dongsheng was clearly uneasy.

He didn't say anything, just took care of Fu Nan.

Zhao Qingyan ignored him; she was hungry after being out for so long.

Of all things under heaven, eating is the most important.

Zhao Qingyan has a large appetite, so she eats at a lightning speed.

After dividing up Fu Nan's portion, Zhao Qingyan didn't stand on ceremony.

The food was almost gone. Fu Nan had also eaten most of her food. In fact, the baby didn't need to be fed at all, as that would slow down her eating.

Daddy is such a handful today. It's like he doesn't love me anymore if I don't let him feed me. When will this daddy grow up?

Fu Nan was a little confused.

Finally, the spoon was returned to Fu Nan, who was very happy.

Seeing his wife eating so quickly and not leaving him any food, Xu Dongsheng became even angrier and joined in the fight with her over the food.

While eating, Fu Nan watched her parents interact, shaking her little head back and forth; they were both quite a handful.

This was Huang's favorite saying, which Fu'nan picked up. So she found everyone she met troublesome.

Seeing that Xu Dongsheng had finally started eating, Zhao Qingyan slowed down her eating pace.

"What kind of jealousy are you getting? You haven't given me a friendly look since you came up here."

It's just a matter of saying a few words, isn't it? Back then, I was young and didn't know how to handle problems better.

Now that we're parents ourselves, we need to find a different way to get along with people.

"We can't just act like we've swallowed gunpowder and explode at everyone we see, can we?"

Zhao Qingyan spoke very patiently.

Xu Dongsheng nodded, "I understand, but I just don't feel quite right."

"Back then, if he hadn't forced you, my dear wife, would you have necessarily chosen me as your husband?"

Zhao Qingyan almost couldn't keep up with the speed at which Xu Dongsheng's thoughts were veering off course.

"Speaking of which, you really have to thank Lord Tu."

If it weren't for him, I really don't know what kind of husband my grandparents and father would have found for me.

I had no intention of getting married. If I am forced to marry due to societal norms, I might just find a husband to come to my home.

If they're obedient, they can stay at home and live a normal life; if they're disobedient, they can be divorced and replaced with someone more obedient.

So, you should understand now, that kid is our matchmaker.

If you think like that, doesn't seeing him make you less annoyed?

Xu Dongsheng scratched his head. "It seems so. I do feel much better now."

Zhao Qingyan was too lazy to pay attention to his little schemes.

Now that Fu Nan is so grown up, she might be pregnant again. How could she possibly be in the mood to think about other men?

Besides, who is as good-looking as her Xu Dongsheng?

Even if she is more handsome than her husband, she must not admit it.

It's okay to sneak a few glances.

After eating and drinking her fill, Fu Nan looked sleepy.

Xu Dongsheng picked up the child. "Wife, shall we go home now?"

Zhao Qingyan shook her head. "There's a clinic up ahead. Hold Fu Nan in the car and wait for me while I go take her pulse."

Hearing that he was going to have his pulse taken, Xu Dongsheng became a little anxious.

"Wife, where do you feel unwell? Why didn't you say so earlier? We could have called the imperial physician at home."

Zhao Qingyan rolled her eyes at Xu Dongsheng.

"Why are you making such a fuss? I just missed my period for a few days, there's nothing wrong with me."

Go get your pulse checked to put your mind at ease.

Xu Dongsheng's face instantly turned red. "Wife, don't say such things in public."

Suddenly, Xu Dongsheng stopped. "Wife, you mean you're pregnant again?"

Zhao Qingyan shook her head, "How would I know? If I knew, I wouldn't have needed to take your pulse."

Xu Dongsheng's lips kept curving upwards, and finally, his whole face beamed with a smile as radiant as the rising sun.

Quickly, he carefully held Fu Nannan in his arms, and then reached out to help his wife downstairs.

Where is his previous aloofness and jealousy? He's completely become a sycophant.

Once downstairs and into the carriage, Zhao Qingyan put Fu Nan into her spatial storage.

The temperature inside was comfortable; the weather in Beijing was gradually turning cooler.

If you just hold the child and let them sleep in the carriage, they might catch a cold.

Zhao Qingyan did this because she was worried that Xu Dongsheng would insist on going into the clinic with her later.

Seeing how expectant that face was, I was afraid that if the doctor said she wasn't pregnant, he would cry in public and embarrass himself.

If she gets pregnant, he will cry in public, which would be even more embarrassing.

As expected, Xu Dongsheng wanted to follow when he got off the bus.

Zhao Qingyan glared at him.

"Have you forgotten where your daughter is? What if we both go inside and the driver thinks we didn't bring the child and sneaks a peek through the curtain?"

"Just wait patiently in the car, it'll be ready in a minute."

Sure enough, Xu Dongsheng, like a wronged wife, obediently sat in the car waiting for his wife's test results.

Zhao Qingyan entered the clinic and saw a row of six doctors, five old men and one young man.

There were several people queuing in front of the five old men, but there wasn't a single young man in front of them.

Zhao Qingyan walked over and plopped down on the stool. "Please help me take my pulse, doctor."

The young man was quite surprised. "They all go for older doctors. Aren't you afraid my medical skills aren't good enough?"

Zhao Qingyan rolled her eyes at the young doctor.

"It's just a matter of checking if it's a slippery pulse. Any doctor could tell that, right? Why do we need to pick someone special? It's not worth the trouble."

The young doctor smiled. "Madam is so carefree."

The doctor quickly lowered his hand.

"Congratulations, Madam. It feels like a slippery pulse to me. However, since the pregnancy is still early, it's not very clear to me."

I am 90% certain that the lady is pregnant.

"Madam, why don't you come again next month?"

After thanking her, Zhao Qingyan paid the money and left.

As soon as the carriage curtain was lifted, Xu Dongsheng inside asked anxiously, "Wife, are you pregnant?"

Zhao Qingyan nodded.

"The doctor said there's a 90% chance it's a slippery pulse, but it's too early in the pregnancy, so he told us to come back next month."

Xu Dongsheng pulled Zhao Qingyan into his arms, rested his neck on her shoulder, and, like a husky, spoke what he considered to be his heartfelt words.

"Wife, thank you. Thank you for giving me a home and my daughter."

"She's going to have my second baby, my poor wife."

Zhao Qingyan chuckled, "It's not hard on me. Do you think you're pregnant or something?"

Xu Dongsheng moved his head off Zhao Qingyan's shoulder. "Wife, it's not right to ruin the atmosphere."

Zhao Qingyan giggled.

"I'm right, can you get pregnant?"

Xu Dongsheng looked at his wife with a mixture of helplessness and affection, "Yes, that's true, but your husband can..."

Zhao Qingyan blushed and said, "You rascal, you're almost a father of two."

When the family of three arrived home, the housekeeper and others had just finished counting the spoils of Zhao Qingyan's family.

These should be considered Fu Nan's spoils of war; I wonder who this little one inherited her love of buying from.