Chapter 392: Former enemies, today’s relatives!
Back in the bedroom, Yun Zheng leaned against the soft headboard, her fingers gently stroking the screen of her mobile phone.
The moonlight outside the window shines through the gauze curtains, casting a soft silver glow on the room.
"I want to video call Mom," she said, turning to Fu Linghe, who was untying his tie, "and tell them about the engagement party."
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone screen suddenly lit up, showing an incoming call from "Mom".
Yun Zheng opened her eyes wide in surprise, then picked up the phone with a smile, "Mom, I was just about to call you!"
On the other end of the video, Ning Zhi's gentle face appeared on the screen, and behind her was the familiar study background of the Mo family villa.
"Zheng Zheng, how was your prenatal checkup today? I've been thinking about you."
"Everything is fine, both babies are healthy." Yun Zheng held the phone farther away so that her mother could see her flat belly.
Fu Linghe walked to the bed and sat down, naturally putting his arm around Yun Zheng's shoulders and nodding towards the camera, "Mom."
"Ling He is here too," Ning Zhi's eyes lit up. "Just right, your grandfather was just asking about your situation."
"Next week is Yun Zheng and I's engagement party," Fu Linghe said straight to the point, his voice calm and polite. "We hope you and the elders of the Mo family can attend."
He paused. "If possible, I'd like to send a private plane to pick you up. Can we arrange it in advance?"
Ning Zhi's expression froze instantly, and then her eyes turned red.
There was a commotion on the other end of the video, and as the camera shook, the faces of Mr. Mo and Mo Chenfeng squeezed into the picture.
"Really? The old man from the Fu family agrees to marry into our family?" Old Master Mo's voice trembled with excitement, and his white beard twitched.
Mo Chenfeng looked like a bewildered teenager at the moment. "We'll come tomorrow! No need to bother sending a plane, we'll make our own arrangements."
"Dad!" Yun Zheng was surprised and happy. "Your company..."
"The company is not as important as my daughter," Mo Chenfeng said firmly. Then, realizing his loss of composure, he coughed lightly and regained his serious expression. "I mean, of course, such a big thing needs to be prepared in advance."
Ning Zhi wiped her eyes and added gently, "Just take good care of Zheng Zheng and don't worry about anything else. By the way, how's Zheng Zheng's appetite lately? Is she sleeping well?"
The video call lasted for nearly an hour. The Mo family asked Yun Zheng about her physical condition in detail and repeatedly confirmed the details of the engagement party.
After hanging up the phone, Yun Zheng leaned in Fu Linghe's arms and breathed a long sigh of relief.
"I didn't expect them to be so excited," she said softly. "I was worried Dad would mind..."
Fu Linghe kissed the top of her head. "He loves you very much, but he's just not good at expressing it." He paused. "Tomorrow's meeting might be a little... dramatic."
Yun Zheng looked up at him, "What do you mean?"
"Your father and my father," Fu Linghe said with a meaningful smile, "They've been fighting for twenty years, and tomorrow they're shaking hands as in-laws. Imagine that scene."
Yun Zheng imagined the awkward scene of two men, both known for their fierce determination in the business world, facing each other, and couldn't help but laugh. "I'm actually looking forward to this."
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The next afternoon, Fu Linghe and Yun Zheng stood at the VIP exit of the private airport waiting.
Yun Zheng was wearing a loose maternity dress. Fu Linghe held her with one hand and held the pick-up sign with the other.
"They are coming." Fu Linghe said suddenly.
Yun Zheng followed his gaze and saw a large group of people walking towards the end of the passage.
Old Master Mo walked in front with a cane, looking energetic; Mo Chenfeng and Ning Zhi followed closely behind; and behind them were the Mo family's uncles, aunts, and even a few young cousins.
This doesn't look like they are attending an engagement party, but rather like the entire Mohist school is moving.
"This... the whole family is here?" Yun Zheng widened her eyes.
Fu Linghe chuckled softly, "It seems that the Mo family attaches great importance to this reconciliation."
Grandpa Mo was the first to see them. He walked over quickly and hugged Yun Zheng. "My dear granddaughter! Let grandpa see her."
He took a step back and looked her up and down. "Well, she looks fine, but a little thinner."
"Grandpa, I've gained almost 5 kilograms." Yun Zheng was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
Mo Chenfeng walked over, nodded to his daughter first, then turned to Fu Linghe.
The two men stared at each other for a second, and an invisible electric current seemed to flash through the air.
"Dad." Fu Linghe took the initiative to extend his hand.
Mo Chenfeng hesitated for a moment, and finally held his son-in-law's hand, "Take good care of my daughter." These five short words contained thousands of words.
Ning Zhi hugged Yun Zheng tenderly, smoothed her hair, and then looked at her belly. "It's a little bigger than the last time we met. Thank you for your hard work, my dear."
Maybe because she was pregnant with twins, Yun Zheng's belly was slightly bigger than that of a woman with a single baby, about the same size as a three-month pregnant woman.
But if you don't look carefully, you can't see it clearly.
Just as everyone was greeting each other, the Fu family's convoy arrived.
Fu Yanze and Shen Lanshu came to pick them up in person, which was the greatest courtesy to the Mo family.
Before today, the relationship between the two families was a life-or-death situation!
The car door opened and Fu Yanze walked over with steady steps.
The moment his eyes met Mo Chenfeng's, time seemed to stand still.
It is quite dramatic that two men who have been fighting in the business world for half their lives are now meeting each other as relatives.
"Mr. Mo, long time no see." Fu Yanze spoke first, with a decent smile on his face.
Mo Chenfeng nodded slightly, "Chairman Fu, how are you?"
The handshake between the two was precisely controlled at three seconds, which was polite enough without appearing too intimate.
Yun Zheng watched the scene nervously, fearing that the two would start arguing in the next second.
Shen Lanshu broke the silence at the right time and enthusiastically took Ning Zhi's arm. "Mother-in-law, you must have had a hard time on the road! We have refreshments ready at home. Let's talk slowly when we get back."
On the return trip, Yun Zheng and Fu Linghe sat together, with Mo Chenfeng and Fu Yanze in the front row.
Both middle-aged men maintained a perfect business posture, looking straight ahead and saying nothing.
Yun Zheng quietly squeezed Fu Linghe's hand and mouthed, "This is so embarrassing."
Fu Linghe shook her hand back, a smile flashing in his eyes.
…
The banquet hall of the Fu family's old house was brightly lit, and the long table was filled with exquisite refreshments.
Mr. Fu personally stood at the door to greet them. When they saw Mr. Mo, the two white-haired old men smiled at each other.
"Old Mo, how many years have we not seen each other?" Mr. Fu stretched out his hand.
Mr. Mo shook his old rival's hand and said with emotion, "The last time we met was at the summit, and you stole my land."
"Hahaha, the business world is like a battlefield!" Old Master Fu laughed heartily. "Today we won't talk about business, let's just talk about family matters."
After everyone sat down, the atmosphere was still subtle.
Chen Lanshu and Ning Zhi had a very pleasant conversation. The two ladies talked about everything from pregnancy care to parenting experience and quickly became familiar with each other.
Fu Yanze and Mo Chenfeng were like two icebergs, sitting upright and only giving brief responses when necessary.
"I heard that the Mo family has made new moves in Southeast Asia recently?" Fu Yanze suddenly spoke, his tone as casual as if he was talking about the weather.
Mo Chenfeng picked up the teacup and took a sip. "It's just a small business, it can't compare to Fu's layout in the European and American markets."
"Young people nowadays love innovation," Fu Yanze gave Fu Linghe a pointed look, "sometimes we old guys can't keep up."
Mo Chenfeng put down his teacup. "Innovation also needs a foundation. Ling He's project in Country A was very stable. He's worthy of being trained by the Fu family."
This sudden praise left everyone stunned.
Fu Yanze obviously did not expect his opponent to praise his son, and was speechless for a moment.
Yun Zheng seized the opportunity to interject, "Dad, Ling He often says that your advice is very helpful to him."
Mo Chenfeng's lips curled up slightly. "He learns quickly." After a pause, he added, "Better than my son."
As soon as these words came out, Mr. Mo coughed, "Chen Feng!"
"To be honest," Mo Chenfeng disagreed, "If Shi An was half as steady as Ling He, I wouldn't have to worry so much."
A hint of surprise flashed across Fu Yanze's eyes, and then he smiled and said, "Shi An is very decisive. He handled the last merger and acquisition case very beautifully."
In this way, the two fathers began a wonderful ice-breaking journey by praising each other's children.
At the dinner, when the chef served Yun Zheng's favorite steamed sea bass, her face suddenly changed and she covered her mouth and began to retch.
"Zheng Zheng!" Ning Zhi and Shen Lanshu stood up at the same time.
Fu Linghe immediately supported Yun Zheng and asked, "Is morning sickness coming again?"
Mo Chenfeng and Fu Yanze also came over nervously. The two men who were just arguing with each other now had the same worry written on their faces.
"Should we call a doctor?"
"Would drinking some warm water help?"
They said in unison and then looked at each other awkwardly.
Yun Zheng waved her hands weakly, "It's okay... I just suddenly felt nauseous..."
Before he could finish his words, he started retching again.
Mr. Fu made a prompt decision. "Ling He, send Zheng Zheng back to her room to rest first. Lan Shu, ask Doctor Qin to come and see her."
Mr. Mo also ordered, "Ning Zhi, didn't you bring that anti-nausea sachet? Bring it here quickly."
In the chaos, Fu Yanze and Mo Chenfeng made way at the same time and watched their family members surround Yun Zheng and leave.
Suddenly they were the only two left in the restaurant.
After a moment's silence, Mo Chenfeng spoke first, "Has she...always been like this?"
Fu Yanze nodded. "Lan Shu said that having twins was a heavy burden for a while at the beginning."
There was another silence.
"When my wife was pregnant with Yun Zheng," Mo Chenfeng suddenly said in a low voice, "she vomited for six months."
Fu Yanze glanced at him and said, "It was the same when Lan Shu was pregnant with Ling He. I was abroad at that time and couldn't be with her..." He rarely showed a trace of guilt.
Just like that, the two men, standing in the empty restaurant, found a common topic for the first time - how to be a better father.
…
In the garden, Mr. Fu and Mr. Mo were walking side by side.
The night breeze blows gently, carrying a faint fragrance of flowers.
"Do you remember the first time we met?" Mr. Fu asked suddenly.
Mr. Mo snorted, "How could I not remember that you stole my pair of Ming Dynasty vases at the Hong Kong auction?"
"Didn't I give it to you later?"
"That's because I bid higher!"
The two old men smiled at each other, and the years of grudges seemed to fade away a lot in this smile.
"Honestly," Mr. Fu said seriously, "for the sake of the children, let bygones be bygones."
Mr. Mo nodded and looked at the lighted window on the second floor.
There, Yun Zheng was resting.
"That girl has been sensible since she was young. To prevent me and her father from worrying, she keeps everything to herself."
"Ling He is too strong-willed," Old Master Fu sighed. "It wasn't until he met Yun Zheng that he learned to express his feelings."
Under the moonlight, the two old men reached a silent consensus.
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