Zhan Jingting: "......"

"Madam Zhan, your imagination is truly remarkable," the man said helplessly. "I haven't interfered in this matter from beginning to end, I haven't even asked about it. You can ask Jiang Dong if you don't believe me."

Qiao Wanwan naturally believed her. "Don't you think He Songling's death is related to Lin Feng and has nothing to do with us? Then why do you insist that I go abroad to give birth?"

"Does it have to be dangerous to go abroad to give birth?" Zhan Jingting asked rhetorically. "If there is real danger, of course it's safer to stay in Wutong Bay with the whole family."

“That seems to make sense.” Qiao Wanwan was a little confused. “But I feel uneasy about you suddenly wanting to take me abroad.”

"I just think the climate abroad is better and more suitable for pregnancy."

“Even if I’m abroad, my heart will definitely stay at home,” Qiao Wanwan said. “Or maybe we should just forget about it. Anyway, the environment in Wutong Bay is excellent, and I think it’s no worse than abroad. There’s no need to go back and forth. My mother’s biggest wish right now is to take good care of me and the children. She definitely won’t be at ease if I leave.”

"Okay, I'll stay home for now."

“Hmm,” Qiao Wanwan said, “Zhan Yin was indeed quite frustrated recently. Since he made plans to go on a trip with Xiang Yang, why don’t you give him a few days off so he can relax.”

"I'll listen to you."

......

Zhan Yin was overjoyed to be on a long vacation and immediately booked a plane ticket.

"Wanwan, I really have to thank you this time. I knew Madam Zhan was all-powerful. I'm so happy to be with you!"

"Don't flatter me," Qiao Wanwan said with a smile. "Be sure to be safe when you go out, and look out for Xiang Yang."

"Don't worry." Zhan Yin said, glancing at Cheng Zaozao beside Qiao Wanwan as he packed his things. "Zaozao, want to come along? Your brother will take you on a wild adventure!"

"No, I've missed a lot of work before, and I need to catch up now," Cheng Zaozao politely declined. "The entertainment industry is like rowing against the current; if you don't move forward, you fall behind. Besides, it's a youth-oriented industry, so you have to seize the time to solidify your position while you're young. I'm not like you, the young master of the Zhan family, who entered the Dijing Group in a high position right away. That kind of starting point is something we people can only dream of..."

"As long as you have good acting skills, you can play different roles at any age. What you're talking about is a career for celebrities, not actors." Zhan Yin's lips twitched, and he said unhappily, "And why are you dragging me into this? It's true that my surname is Zhan, and it's true that my position in the Dijing Group was given to me by my uncle, but do you think my uncle would let a good-for-nothing sit in this position if I didn't work hard?"

"Zhan Yin, that's not what I meant," Cheng Zaozao hurriedly explained. "I just think I need to focus on my work."

"Yes, no matter how hard you work, someone from the bottom rungs like you could never become someone like me with connections, right? Isn't that what you wanted to say?" Zhan Yin sneered. "How come I never realized you were so fond of sarcasm? It's one thing for you to stab others in the back, but I not only didn't provoke you, I even kindly invited you out, so why are you stab me in the back?"

Cheng Zaozao bit her lower lip, on the verge of tears, "Zhan Yin, I'm sorry, that's not what I meant, please don't be angry..."

Zhan Yin was even more furious. "Why are you crying? It's like I've bullied you..."

"Alright," Qiao Wanwan said. "Zaozao should apologize to Zhan Yin. Even if he's your best friend, what you just said was very impolite. Anyone would be angry in that situation."

Cheng Zaozao's tears streamed down her face. "I know I was wrong, Zhan Yin, I'm sorry, sister, I'm so sorry..."

"Alright, alright, hurry up and leave. Don't ruin my mood," Zhan Yin said impatiently. "Seeing a woman cry annoys me..."

Seeing that Qiao Wanwan didn't say anything, Cheng Zaozao awkwardly got up and left.

"Okay, don't be angry anymore," Qiao Wanwan said with a smile. "How about I give you three more days off?"

"You said it!" Zhan Yin immediately perked up. "It's a deal!"

"Look at your pathetic self..."

Zhan Yin packed his suitcase, poured himself a glass of red wine, and sat down next to Qiao Wanwan. "Wanwan, I know you love Zaozao the most, but that's just my personality. I can't keep things to myself and I say what I think. Especially her sassy attitude just now, it made me angry. I couldn't help it. You're not angry with me, are you?"

Qiao Wanwan said seriously, "How could that be? I always side with what is right, not with my own family. Besides, you are my family too. You and Zaozao are just as important to me."

Zhan Yin was so moved he almost cried. "Wanwan, you're so good to me. I'd do anything for you..."

Qiao Wanwan burst out laughing, "Come on..."

Zhan Jingting called and asked Qiao Wanwan to go for a walk. She then got up and left, saying, "Get some rest. You have a flight to catch early tomorrow morning."

"good."

Qiao Wanwan walked out of Zhan Yin's room and passed by Cheng Zaozao's room. She saw that the door was ajar and she could hear sobbing coming from inside.

Qiao Wanwan walked to the door, raised her hand to knock, but hesitated for a moment before her hand fell.

She went to the garden and found Zhan Jingting. "Have you been waiting long?"

"Just arrived." Zhan Jingting draped the shawl he was holding over her shoulders. "It's not too cold these days, so I can take you for a walk after dinner. If it gets colder and snows, we won't be able to go out anymore."

"It's very pleasant to watch the snow falling outside from inside the house on a snowy day."

"Okay, when it snows, I'll watch it with you every day."

"Mmm." Qiao Wanwan took his hand and walked forward.

No matter how busy they are with work or how many things they have at home, they will try their best to make time to take a walk like this and enjoy time together.

Qiao Wanwan is extremely content now. Even if she has another son in the future, and there is a little regret, she will still feel that it is fine.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhan Jingting turned his head and looked at her gently. "Thinking about what to have for supper tonight?"

Qiao Wanwan: "......"

“Yes,” Qiao Wanwan readily agreed, “Think it over in advance, so you don’t have to suffer from decision paralysis when the time comes.”

She's had a good appetite these past few days and gets hungry easily. Sometimes she'll feel hungry even before she falls asleep, and she can't fall asleep without getting up to eat a couple of bites.

"Then think it over first, and I'll have the kitchen prepare it in a bit."

"Um."

The two chatted and strolled for forty or fifty minutes before returning home.

Qiao Wanwan took a shower and played with Lao San for a while. After coaxing him to sleep, she went back to her room to sleep.

She had barely lain down for a moment when Qiao Wanwan touched her stomach, looking pitifully at the man beside her who was reading a book, "Jingting, I'm hungry..."

The man chuckled softly, "What would you like to eat? I'll have the kitchen make it."

"It's too late, let them rest. I'll go downstairs and see what we can eat, anything will do."

"good."

Qiao Wanwan put on her bathrobe and went downstairs. Just as she was about to enter the kitchen, she saw Cheng Zaozao coming out.

"sister."

"Zaozao." Qiao Wanwan noticed her red eyes. "Have you been crying?"