Chapter 47 When will you have a baby, even if you're so pampered?
Xie Qingci slept in late again the next morning, and when she woke up, Liang Jingzhuo had already left.
Last night, she got hungry and didn't want to move, so he went out and bought her a late-night snack. I don't know where he got that energy from.
Suddenly, I realized that Ke Meng's assessment of him seemed to make some sense: a humanoid high-precision processor, he really does have high energy.
When I got out of bed, my legs felt weak. I sat on the edge of the bed for a while and glanced at the trash can not far away. Apart from some torn plastic packaging, there was nothing else there.
The clean tear was made by Liang Jingzhuo herself, while the slightly bumpy and crooked ones were also her work.
He insisted that she help him put it on, but she didn't know how, and she was avoiding eye contact, so her hand inevitably slipped and hurt him.
But one teacher was completely unaffected and continued teaching with great enthusiasm. Finally, when she was able to skillfully tear open the packaging, she no longer hurt him.
Recalling this, a hot, damp feeling spread up from her neck again. Xie Qingci suddenly straightened her back and stood up to wash.
When Zhuang Shuying arrived, Xie Qingci had just finished washing up and eating breakfast. She received a phone call, changed her shoes, and went downstairs.
Uncle Zhong got out of the car and opened the door for her, greeting her with a smile, "Good morning, Miss Qingci."
Xie Qingci smiled and agreed, then got into the car and called out to Zhuang Shuying.
Zhuang Shuying responded happily, and as is customary in social etiquette, asked her, "Did you sleep well last night?"
It was just a normal greeting, but after she finished speaking, Ms. Zhuang's smile froze for a moment as she suddenly remembered something.
Xie Qingci also sensed the awkward atmosphere, and her posture became slightly restrained as she replied, "It's fine. How about you?"
"Ah...that's fine too."
Hmm... I tossed and turned all night thinking about how this stubborn brat in my family, who hadn't been able to get anything out of him for 28 years, suddenly suddenly became enlightened.
But since it involved a matter of privacy, she didn't share it with Ali and Liang Junshi in a very private way.
Although she witnessed Liang Jingzhuo and Liang Jingzhuo's relationship progressing quite well when she called him last time he went to Jingzhao, she never thought about it in that direction.
When she was gossiping with Ali, Ali jokingly asked if the family was about to welcome a new member.
She laughed it off as a joke and didn't take it to heart, but now she thinks she should find some time to have a chat with this guy.
The appointment with the designer was at 10:00 AM, to meet in the executive lounge of a hotel owned by the Liang family.
When the Madam and Young Madam arrived, the hotel staff took great care of them, preparing a full range of refreshments and tea.
Zhuang Shuying invited a total of three designers, one of whom is a Chinese American who is a rising star who just made his mark at the Paris Fashion Week this year. His design style is avant-garde and bold, with a passionate and unrestrained feel.
An Italian designer who had already made a name for himself in the wedding dress design industry years ago, with a romantic design style that perfectly highlights the utopian feeling of putting love above all else.
Another artist comes from France, whose reputation is comparable to the second, but whose style is more elegant and luxurious, resembling oil paintings from the Central European period, and whose use of color is more diverse.
The three designers arrived as scheduled. The first thing they did upon seeing Xie Qingci was to ask Zhuang Shuying if she was her daughter, as she was just too pretty. It would certainly take some skill to design a wedding dress that suited her.
Zhuang Shuying smiled broadly and proudly introduced her as her daughter-in-law.
The group offered plenty of emotional support, saying that the young master must be handsome, dashing, and debonair.
Zhuang Shuying modestly said that it was just average.
Xie Qingci had some reservations about the term "debonair"—how could someone use that term without ever having met the person in person?
Recalling certain less-than-"debonair" scenes, she felt that the word didn't quite fit Liang Jingzhuo.
Several designers are going to attend the next season's fashion show next week. They have already taken all their works with them, only bringing some sketches and photos of their previous works that have received much attention at various fashion shows.
Hsieh Ching-Tzu doesn't follow the fashion industry, but some of her works are so well-known that even she knows them.
The point was to first see what the designers' styles were like, and not to rush into a decision. Zhuang Shuying told her to see if there were any she liked, and if not, she could find time to meet with other designers.
Xie Qingci actually thought they were all pretty good and couldn't make up her mind. Zhuang Shuying took out her phone and sent Liang Jingzhuo photos of the three designers' works, asking for his opinion.
"What kind of behavior is it for him to be so nonchalant and indifferent when his own wife is choosing a dress?"
Liang Jingzhuo was probably not busy at the moment, as he replied to the message quite quickly.
Zhuang Shuying was surprised by his "efficiency" today. "Wow, it's rare for him to reply to my messages so quickly!"
The opinions given were also quite biased and personal. He mostly gave negative opinions on the work of the American designer, while his opinions on the French and Italian designers were mixed.
Liang Jingzhuo's aesthetic sense is not problematic, but it's hard not to associate the American designer's work with some kind of ulterior motive.
Zhuang Shuying asked him: "Can't you stand people who are passionate and outgoing?"
He replied: "No, I just think that female beauty doesn't necessarily require highlighting gender characteristics or physical advantages."
"..." That's quite reasonable and well-founded.
Finally, he added: "If Xie Qingci likes it, then we should listen to her own opinion."
This is somewhat acceptable. Zhuang Shuying put down her phone. "Why don't we order them all? We're having weddings in Jingzhao and Hong Kong Island anyway, so it doesn't matter if we prepare more."
Xie Qingci had no objection and agreed.
The first draft will take three months to complete. After finalizing the basic style, the three designers said goodbye to Zhuang Shuying and Xie Qingci and left.
Zhuang Shuying asked Xie Qingci whether they should go back to the Liang family mansion for lunch later or eat out.
Xie Qingci was not particular about where to eat, and replied, "I'm fine with anything, it's up to you where you'd like to go."
Zhuang Shuying had been wanting to take Xie Qingci home for a long time, and happily agreed when she heard the news. She then called Aunt Ali and asked her to prepare lunch.
When Aunt Ali heard that Xie Qingci was going, she immediately agreed with great joy and said that she would start preparing right away.
After hanging up the phone, since it was still early, Zhuang Shuying and Xie Qingci had some morning tea in the lounge for a while.
When it was almost time to leave, someone who had recently been commenting on wedding dress styles on their phone suddenly appeared.
The waiters at the door called out in unison, "Mr. Liang."
Zhuang Shuying initially thought that Liang Junshi was having a meeting at the hotel and had come over to say hello, but when she turned around, she found that it was Liang Jingzhuo.
Why did you come here?
Liang Jingzhuo nodded to the waiter who greeted him, walked over, and sat down next to Xie Qingci. "I was having a meeting here when I ran into Uncle Zhong downstairs. He said you were here."
The moment he sat down, a familiar scent wafted over him, and Xie Qingci straightened her back slightly as well.
After each intense intimacy, when I woke up to find myself alone in bed, there was always a feeling that we weren't quite familiar with each other anymore.
The familiar yet disjointed feeling made her unconsciously feel a bit tense.
As her calves strained and felt sore and tired, Liang Jingzhuo glanced at her and asked, "Is it a 3 PM flight?"
She nodded. "Mm."
Their serious yet somewhat awkward demeanor made it seem as if they had slept in separate beds the night before.
Liang Jingzhuo was also close to his lunch break, so he didn't need to rush back to the company and stayed for a while.
Xie Qingci got up to go to the restroom halfway through, leaving only him and Zhuang Shuying sitting in their seats.
Zhuang Shuying put down her English black tea cup and remembered what she wanted to talk to him about. Since Xie Qingci wasn't there, she took the opportunity to say it. Otherwise, she didn't know when she would meet him again.
Before speaking, he cleared his throat and asked, "What are your plans after you and Xiao Ci get married?"
Liang Jingzhuo took a sip of water, not understanding what he meant. "What plan?"
Zhuang Shuying watched Xie Qingci's figure disappear around the corner of the lounge, "Exactly, life planning!"
Liang Jingzhuo still didn't understand. "Please just say it."
Even with his extraordinary abilities, he couldn't understand what the question was trying to ask, no matter how roundabout it was phrased.
Zhuang Shuying glanced at him, a look of curiosity on her face, "When are you planning to have a baby?"
Liang Jingzhuo paused for a moment. "Isn't it too early for you to ask this? Xie Qingci is still in school."
First, Grandma Zhuang decorated a children's room for him, and then Ms. Zhuang asked him about his plans to have children. He even began to suspect that the two of them had planned this together again.
Zhuang Shuying knew, of course, that Xie Qingci was still in school. "I'm not talking about now, I'm asking about after the wedding."
Xie Qingci will be preparing for her wedding after graduation, which is only a year and a half away, so it's not too early.
Liang Jingzhuo put down his water glass. "I don't know. She may still have plans to pursue graduate studies, but not at least not for the next three years."
Hsieh Ching-Tzu is twenty this year, and will only be twenty-three in three years. Although it is better for women to give birth at a younger age than at an older age.
But he hasn't discussed this with Xie Qingci yet, and regardless of whether she pursues graduate studies or not, having a child at this age is not appropriate.
Ms. Zhuang's concern was certainly not about Xie Qingci's age. "When it comes to getting pregnant, it mainly depends on the man. There's a big difference between a young man and an older man."
Previously, a woman in the entertainment industry had a daughter who got married and married a man twelve years older than her. After two years of marriage, the man suffered three consecutive chemical and natural miscarriages. After consulting with a doctor, she learned that problems with conceiving are mostly due to the man's fault, and that the woman's ability to get pregnant is due to providing superior genes.
Liang Jingzhuo remained silent for a moment, unsure how to respond. It was also the first time in so many years that he had frequently heard comments about age, making his brain throb.
He said, "I will have a physical examination before trying to conceive."
After saying that, he stood up and said, "I'm going back to the company. I'll pick up Xie Qingci this afternoon."
Then he walked away without looking back.
When Xie Qingci returned, she found that the person who was sitting on the sofa was gone. When Zhuang Shuying saw her return, she picked up her bag and stood up. "Jingzhuo went back to the company. Ali just called and said that lunch is almost ready. We can eat when we get back."
Xie Qingci agreed, picked up her bag, and followed Zhuang Shuying out of the hotel.
As I got into my car in the parking lot, I happened to see Liang Jingzhuo's car drive past in front of me.
Light shone faintly through the car window; Lu Li was driving in front, and he was sitting in the back seat.
Xie Qingci paused for a moment, then took out her phone and sent him a message: 【Why did you leave?】
Last night she said that if he was too busy, he didn't need to see her off today, as she didn't have much luggage and could just take a taxi to the airport herself.
He said he wasn't busy today and was free in the afternoon.
When she saw him come over, she thought he was going to go back to the Liang family mansion with them for dinner, but when she came out, she found that he was gone.
Liang Jingzhuo quickly replied: "I can't get along with Ms. Zhuang."
"..."
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