Chapter 394 Yun Zheng’s attitude towards Fu Linghe is not dependence, but trust!
As the night deepened, the Tanxiyuan villa area fell into silence.
In the master bedroom, Fu Linghe leaned against the head of the bed, staring at Yun Zheng who was sleeping in his arms in the dim night light.
Her breathing was even and long, her eyelashes cast a light shadow on her cheeks, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if she had a good dream.
Fu Linghe's fingers gently brushed through her hair, his movements so gentle as if he was afraid to disturb her sweet dream.
His eyes fell on her slightly bulging belly. Fu Linghe carefully placed his palm on it, feeling the incredible rhythm of life.
"You two little troublemakers," he murmured silently, but a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Stop tormenting your mother."
A gust of wind blew outside the window, and the leaves of the sycamore tree rustled.
Fu Linghe immediately looked up vigilantly to confirm whether the window was closed tightly.
Yun Zheng has been particularly sensitive to temperature changes recently and will catch a cold if she is not careful.
He got up quietly, checked the windows, turned up the air conditioner temperature, and then went back to bed.
Yun Zheng turned over unconsciously in her sleep, her brows slightly furrowed.
Fu Linghe immediately froze, afraid of waking her up.
Seeing that she showed no signs of waking up, he slowly moved closer and took her into his arms again.
His arm became her most comfortable pillow, and his other hand gently patted her back, like comforting a child.
The monitor on the bedside table suddenly made a slight "beep" sound, indicating that Yun Zheng's body temperature had risen slightly.
Fu Linghe immediately reached out to touch her forehead and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that she did not have a fever.
This is a pregnancy health monitoring system specially customized by the Mo family for Yun Zheng, which can track her body temperature, heart rate and sleep quality in real time.
"Hmm~" Yun Zheng hummed softly in her dream, her fingers unconsciously grasping the front of Fu Linghe's pajamas.
"I'm here," Fu Linghe whispered back, even though he knew she couldn't hear him. "I've always been here."
The clock pointed to two o'clock in the morning, but Fu Linghe was still not sleepy.
He was worried that Yun Zheng would have morning sickness again in the middle of the night, so he remained alert.
Warm water, lemon slices, ginger candies, and antiemetics recommended by the doctor were prepared by the bedside.
Every hour, he would gently adjust Yun Zheng's sleeping position to ensure that she could breathe smoothly.
The moonlight poured in through the gaps in the curtains, giving Yun Zheng's profile a silver edge.
Fu Linghe couldn't help but lean over and place a feather-light kiss on her forehead.
"Good night, my Zheng Zheng." He whispered, his voice full of unbreakable tenderness.
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At the same time, in the guest room on the second floor, Ning Zhi and Mo Chenfeng had not yet fallen asleep.
Ning Zhi sat in front of the dressing table combing her long hair, while Mo Chenfeng stood in front of the window, looking at the courtyard in the night.
"I didn't expect that kid from the Fu family to be so attentive to Zheng Zheng," Mo Chenfeng suddenly spoke, a hint of surprise in his voice, "He even made preparations in advance for her to vomit in the middle of the night."
Ning Zhi put down the comb and walked over to her husband. "I've been observing all night. The way that child takes care of Zheng Zheng isn't just for show. Those little details can't be faked."
Mo Chenfeng snorted lightly, but his eyes softened. "At least it proves that Zheng Zheng has good taste in men."
"More than good," Ning Zhi said with a smile, "she's one in a million. Didn't you see the way he looked at Zheng Zheng? It was like he was looking at the most precious treasure in the world."
Mo Chenfeng turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, sighing deeply. "I just didn't expect my daughter to become a mother so soon, and to twins. She hasn't grown up with us since she was a child, and we've missed out on so much. But I always feel that she's too dependent on Fu Linghe..."
"That's not dependence, it's trust," Ning Zhi corrected. "And haven't you noticed? Only in front of Fu Linghe does Zheng Zheng reveal that completely relaxed expression. When they're together, Zheng Zheng is actually more like herself."
Mo Chenfeng was silent for a moment, then nodded: "You're right. But..."
He paused, "I'm always worried that Zheng Zheng won't have her family to rely on in the capital. Although the Fu family is prominent, large families are inevitably complicated."
Ning Zhi's eyes lit up. "I was just about to discuss this with you. Since Zheng Zheng is set to settle down here, let's go look at houses as soon as possible in the next two days and buy a house in Beijing. Then it will be convenient for us to come visit Zheng Zheng."
Mo Chenfeng's brows relaxed. "Good idea. There seems to be a new apartment complex near Tanxiyuan. I'll have my assistant inquire about it tomorrow. It's best to buy a larger one. The children will need room to move around after they are born."
"We also need a garden," Ning Zhi added. "I see Zheng Zheng likes flowers and plants. Oh, and the decor should be warmer, different from the cool, modern style of the Fu family..."
The couple became more and more excited as they talked, and Mo Chenfeng even took out his tablet to start checking real estate information.
The original worries were gradually replaced by the excitement of planning for the future.
"The engagement party is scheduled for the day after tomorrow," Mo Chenfeng suddenly remembered, "according to custom, we have to prepare the dowry list."
Ning Zhi nodded. "Although they are already legally married, the proper etiquette must be observed, and the dowry we give to Zheng Zheng must not be ambiguous."
"In addition to the shares we gave her before, we'll also give her 5% of the company's shares," Mo Chenfeng decided. "Every dowry we give is a boost for our daughter."
Ning Zhi held her husband's hand and smiled faintly, "Do you accept this son-in-law now?"
Mo Chenfeng rarely smiled: "As long as he treats Zheng Zheng well, I have nothing to complain about. But..."
A sharp glint flashed in his eyes, "If he dares to let Zheng Zheng suffer any injustice..."
"He won't," Ning Zhi interrupted her husband, "Didn't you see the way he looked at Zheng Zheng? He looked at her like she was his eyeball."
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