Chapter 37 She's pregnant...
Fu Xingyi smiled happily after hearing this, and said to Fu Shenyuan, "Then let's go, Dad."
Fu Shenyuan hummed in agreement, and then the group went to the underground parking lot together.
President's assistant Tan Shen first led Fu Xingyi to the passenger seat, fastened his seatbelt, and then looked at the three people in front of him, unsure of what to do.
Fu Shenyuan definitely needs to get in the car, but only one person can sit in the back seat.
Should they invite Jiang Ranxing, the rightful Mrs. Fu, or Lin Xuesha, the beloved wife of President Fu, to get in the car?
Tan Shen dared not speak first, for fear of saying something wrong and displeasing President Fu.
Jiang Ranxing stopped in her tracks. For some reason, she wanted to see who Fu Shenyuan would invite.
As soon as the idea came to mind, Jiang Ranxing laughed at how absurd and ridiculous it was.
Fu Shenyuan didn't even glance at her before personally opening the car door and gently helping Lin Xuesha into the car.
Fu Shenyuan then got into the car under Tan Shen's protection, and Tan Shen closed the car door.
Fu Shenyuan said coldly, "Let's go."
Then the car window rolled up automatically, and he didn't look at Jiang Ranxing once, completely shutting Jiang Ranxing out of his sight.
Tan Shen walked up to Jiang Ranxing and bowed slightly, saying, "Madam, what do you think of this..."
Jiang Ranxing closed his eyes briefly, then smiled seemingly casually, concealing his pain and desolation.
She said, "You guys go ahead, take good care of Yiyi on the way, I'll drive there."
Jiang Ranxing then added, "Also, as I said last time, don't call me 'wife' anymore."
Tan Shen had forgotten, so he apologized and got into the car, taking the "family of three" away.
Jiang Ranxing felt a mix of emotions and didn't know how to react.
She even felt exhausted from making any further reactions.
When the pain in your heart reaches a certain point, you become numb, and once you're numb, you no longer feel the pain.
Just as Jiang Ranxing took out his car keys to follow, a low-key luxury car stopped in front of him.
The person sitting in the car was Wen Qingrang.
"Mrs. Fu, please get in the car. I'm going there anyway, so please do me the honor of traveling together."
Jiang Ranxing initially wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, she decided it didn't matter; she was also very tired today.
"Then I'll have to trouble you, Mr. Wen," Jiang Ranxing said politely.
After saying that, Jiang Ranxing got into the car and left the underground parking lot with Wen Qingrang.
On the way, Jiang Ranxing suddenly felt uncomfortable in his stomach. He had a dull ache in his lower abdomen and his stomach was churning.
Wen Qingrang asked, "Mrs. Fu, how are you? You don't look well. Do you need to go to the hospital?"
Jiang Ranxing waved her hand, not wanting to accept Wen Qingrang's suggestion. She was tired and didn't really want to go to the hospital.
"It's nothing. I'm probably just too tired today and haven't eaten anything, so I'm a little carsick."
Jiang Ranxing gently stroked her chest repeatedly, trying to suppress the nausea.
But it was no use; the feeling only intensified.
Wen Qingrang said from the side, "I have some knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine. Why don't I take Mrs. Fu's pulse?"
Jiang Ranxing looked at him with some skepticism, not quite believing his words.
Wen Qingrang said, "I'm not lying to Mrs. Fu. My father used to be a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, so I've also learned a little bit about it."
Jiang Ranxing figured that Wen Qingrang was probably not lying to her, so she stretched out her smooth, fair wrist in front of Wen Qingrang.
Wen Qingrang placed his fingers on it, and after a while, his gaze darkened slightly as he glanced at Jiang Ranxing.
Despite her discomfort, Jiang Ranxing looked at him questioningly and asked, "What's wrong?"
Wen Qingrang withdrew his hand, paused, and then said, "It's nothing. Mrs. Fu is probably just overworked. I'm not skilled enough to tell anything."
Jiang Ranxing responded with two "ohs" and didn't take it seriously.
The driver announced from the front, "Mr. Wen, Mrs. Fu, we have arrived."
The celebration venue that Fu Shenyuan chose for Lin Xuesha was not far away; it was an extremely luxurious high-end hotel in the center of City A.
The driver opened the car door for Jiang Ranxing, and Jiang Ranxing quickly got out of the car.
She felt better after breathing fresh air again, and the nausea she had felt earlier subsided considerably.
Fu Xingyi was playing in the children's play area on the first floor when Jiang Ranxing saw him and walked in that direction.
Wen Qingrang lingered in the car, watching Jiang Ranxing's retreating figure, lost in thought for a moment.
He was certain he hadn't misjudged that pulse.
That was undoubtedly a slippery pulse, a smooth, powerful, and resonant pulse.
That's a pregnancy sign.
Jiang Ranxing... is pregnant.
Wen Qingrang recalled Jiang Ranxing's appearance earlier; she probably didn't know that she was pregnant.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be unable to distinguish between nausea and pregnancy.
The driver asked, "Sir, what are you thinking about? Would you like to come along?"
Wen Qingrang nodded and followed him into the hotel.
He didn't plan to tell Jiang Ranxing about the pregnancy yet; it was probably only Jiang Ranxing who knew about it right now. He needed to think about it.
On the first floor of the hotel, Fu Xingyi was having a great time. He didn't even have time to pay attention to Jiang Ranxing when she walked over.
Jiang Ranxing sat on the sofa watching her son play, and she felt much happier.
Tan Shen stood to the side, and Jiang Ranxing took the opportunity to ask, "Where is your CEO Fu? Why did we only see Yiyi?"
Tan Shen didn't intend to hide anything and said the truth: "President Fu and Miss Lin went to their hotel room."
The two of them went to the room...
Jiang Ranxing's heart tightened immediately.
What do a man and a woman do when they go to a hotel room?
She couldn't help but imagine what the two of them would do in the room.
Jiang Ranxing suddenly regretted agreeing to come.
But when she looked up and saw Fu Xingyi having fun, Jiang Ranxing thought she would just treat it as entertaining her son.
Although Fu Xingyi's relationship with her had become strained to a certain extent, he was still her biological son.
She still can't be so heartless as to completely ignore her son.
Wen Qingrang also came over at this time and said to Fu Xingyi, who was having a good time.
"Little one, there's nothing fun on the first floor. Your dad has prepared something much more fun for your Aunt Xue Sha on the roof. Do you want to go check it out?"
Upon hearing that it was prepared by Fu Shenyuan, Fu Xingyi immediately emerged from the sea of bubble balls.
"Yes, yes, Uncle Wen, come upstairs with me and take a look," Fu Xingyi also noticed Jiang Ranxing, "Mom, come upstairs with me too, I'm a little hungry."
Jiang Ranxing wouldn't refuse her son's request: "Come on, Mom will go upstairs with you."
So Fu Xingyi took Jiang Ranxing's hand in one hand and Wen Qingrang's hand in the other, and they walked towards the elevator like they were swinging on a swing.
The elevator slowly ascended, and Fu Xingyi looked up with anticipation.
"I wonder what surprise Daddy has prepared for Aunt Xue Sha. I can't wait!"
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