Chapter 119 The pregnant man's emotions, an important matter to be discussed.
Zong Suyi tilted her head and pushed her away, blinking in a daze, still not quite understanding.
"Two bodies? I'm only one person, how could I have two?"
Zhang Ting picked up the medicine bowl beside her, looked at him with gentle eyes, but smiled without saying a word.
Zong Suyi sat quietly on the bed, slowly furrowing his brows in confusion. A thought flashed through his mind in a flash, his pupils contracted, and he suddenly covered his mouth in disbelief.
"Does my wife mean I'm pregnant?" He looked at Zhang Ting expectantly, his tone filled with joy and excitement.
"Finally, I've come to my senses." She chuckled softly, then bent down to stir the medicine to a suitable temperature. The child isn't even born yet and she's already this foolish; I wonder what kind of idiotic state she'll be in when she gives birth to her own child?
She scooped up the medicine to test the temperature, her brow furrowing slightly. The temperature was suitable, but the medicine was bitter and sour, with a truly strange taste.
However, Zong Suyi has been filled with fear and anxiety lately, and the baby in her womb is not developing steadily, so she must take this medicine to prevent miscarriage.
Zhang Ting scooped up another spoonful of medicine and brought it to his lips, saying, "Quickly drink this medicine to prevent miscarriage."
Zong Suyi held his stomach with both hands, his eyes crinkling with laughter. He bent down and popped the medicine into his mouth in one gulp. The strange taste, both bitter and sour, spread across his tongue, but he found the medicine incredibly sweet! Sweeter than candied fruit coated in thick honey!
Savoring the taste of the medicine, he curiously stroked his flat stomach with both hands, his clear eyes shining like stars. There was actually a baby inside!
It was the baby he had been waiting for for more than three years, a testament to his and his wife's love!
Zong Suyi would carefully poke his belly from time to time, and then circle around it, having a great time and never getting tired of it.
After a while, a wave of bittersweet emotion suddenly washed over him. He recalled the difficulties he had faced in conceiving for so long and couldn't help but hug his stomach and sob softly.
Zhang Ting: "..." The pregnant man's emotions change so quickly.
She sighed for a long time, then silently moved his hand down.
Zong Suyi: "?"
His grief was interrupted, and he looked at her with tears in his eyes and a puzzled expression.
Zhang Ting solemnly told her husband, "This is where the children live. What you just touched is where the food is served."
Zong Suyi: "!"
His gaze was blank for a while before he lowered his eyes, gently stroking his belly, and apologized to the tiny fish inside, no bigger than a sesame seed: "My dear, Daddy was wrong. Baby, please forgive Daddy?"
Zhang Ting frowned and looked at him. He hadn't developed much yet, so what could he understand?
Feeling the bowl was getting cold, she interrupted the one-sided scene of fatherly affection, "Hurry up and drink your medicine, it won't be drinkable if it gets any colder."
She carefully scooped out a spoonful of medicine and fed it to Zong Suyi. He could only reluctantly part from talking to his son. "Little one, Daddy will come to play with you again soon." He swallowed the medicine in one gulp.
Zhang Ting was extremely satisfied with this and fed him spoonful by spoonful.
Zong Suyi drank the medicine without showing any disgust or discomfort, but after a while, an inexplicable anger suddenly rose in his heart. He snatched the medicine bowl from her hand and drank it all in one gulp.
He glared at Zhang Ting with a resentful look, as if blaming her for being too slow and delaying his interaction with his son.
Zhang Ting pursed her lips, took the empty bowl he handed her, turned around and went out to put it away, feeling inexplicably uneasy.
Zong Suyi became a father and then abandoned her? What a heartless little brat.
When Zhang Ting brought in the food, Zong Suyi was still playing games with her stomach, which made Zhang Ting quite helpless.
"Dinner's ready."
Zong Suyi glanced suspiciously at the person behind her. "Why is it being brought in? Where are the servants?"
As darkness fell outside, Zhang Ting placed the food on the round table and went to light the candles, but after taking a step, she awkwardly retreated.
She sat on the wooden bench and sighed, “What servants are left? My lord, have you forgotten? His Majesty has confiscated all our family property. You can tell by how empty this house is. The slaves have been taken in as government slaves, the hired workers have either left or gone away, and as for the teacher… he’s gone to chat with old friends. Right now, it’s just the two of us left in the entire mansion.”
"My lord, come and eat!" The bowls and chopsticks were set out, but no one moved. "What are you standing there for?"
She looked up and saw Zong Suyi still lying on the bed, holding her belly and staring blankly.
Zhang Ting's heart skipped a beat. Afraid that Zong Suyi would overthink things, she walked up to him and said half-jokingly, "Aren't you happy to have a child? Aren't you worried about him going hungry since he doesn't need to eat?" She stroked his hair that was loose behind his back, gently comforting him.
Zong Suyi tilted her head back and pressed down on her hand, her eyelashes trembling. She blamed herself and said, "It's all my fault..." She turned her head away and tears streamed down her face. She didn't dare to look into Zhang Ting's eyes. "If it weren't for me, my wife wouldn't have lost the family business she worked so hard to build."
With tears in his eyes, he lamented, "I'm also sorry to the child in my womb. When he comes into this world, he will have to face a difficult life." His fingers trembled as he gripped the quilt tightly.
Zhang Ting slapped his head and rubbed it. "Come down and eat first." Pregnancy has made this crybaby even more sentimental. Sigh.
Zong Suyi suddenly flew into a rage, all his self-reproach vanished, he slapped her hand off his head, stood up on the bed, put his hands on his hips, glared at her and demanded, "Are you even listening to me? Eating, eating, is it that all you care about is eating, not me and the child?" As he said this, there were still glistening tears in the corners of his eyes.
Wow! How majestic! Just like a proud rooster.
Today, she truly experienced firsthand the fluctuating emotions of a pregnant woman, mixed with her husband's arrogant and willful behavior.
Zhang Ting simply smiled calmly, "I can't handle him?"
Avoiding Zong Suyi's stomach, they lifted him off the bed and placed him on a wooden stool, then stuffed the bowl and chopsticks into his hands.
"Have a meal!"
The series of actions were swift, and Zong Suyi hadn't even had time to react when he sat down. He muttered under his breath, dissatisfied, "They've only just had a baby, and they're already getting impatient with me..." His gaze swept across the table, which contained a meat dish, a vegetable dish, and a soup, all with ordinary-looking faces.
Suddenly, she looked up and asked sincerely, "Didn't you say we were broke? Where did this whole table of food come from?"
"It was made with leftovers from the kitchen. My cooking skills are so-so, so please bear with it."
Upon hearing that everything in front of him was prepared by Zhang Ting, Zong Suyi was deeply moved. He no longer thought the dishes were ordinary and exclaimed, "My wife's cooking skills are superb, how could they be ordinary?" He picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. It was delicious and fragrant, unlike anything else in the world.
His eyes curved into crescent moons as he chewed his food slowly, then happily wiggled his toes, feeling like the happiest person in the world.
Tell me, which wife would willingly wash her hands and cook for her husband?
It's his! Hmph.
Zhang Ting chuckled softly, her heart softening and rippling with tenderness.
fool.
A moment later, Zong Suyi swallowed the food in his mouth, shyly raised his head and said with utmost sincerity, "My wife is tired today, but cooking is a domestic matter. I will take over from now on. My wife should focus on her career."
"..." There's no need for that.
Her memory drifted back to the first time Zong Suyi celebrated her birthday. Recalling the taste of that bowl of swill noodles, Zhang Ting felt a surge of nausea in her stomach and almost vomited up the food she had eaten.
Zhang Ting smiled weakly, took Zong Suyi's hand, and told him with unwavering confidence, "From now on, I will never let you suffer. When we get to Fengxian County, I will definitely hire a cook for you first. My husband is of noble birth and has a heavy body. Why should you suffer like this?"
My dear husband, if you're not good at cooking, don't force yourself. A forced relationship won't be sweet.
...
In the middle of the night, the two lay on the bed fully clothed to rest.
The room was dim and gloomy; you couldn't even make out the shape of your ten fingers when you stretched them out.
Zhang Ting had already fallen into a deep sleep. He would be setting off for his new post tomorrow, so he needed to get a good night's sleep tonight.
Zong Suyi rubbed her face against her arm, trying to stay awake. Her eyes were open and she seemed to have forgotten something important, but her mind was a complete mess and she couldn't remember anything.
What is it?
I'm so sleepy... Maybe I should just go to sleep and think about it tomorrow?
No, this is very important!
What is it?
Zong Suyi's eyelids were drooping. He smelled the comforting scent on the tip of his nose and couldn't help but slowly close his eyes. But he suddenly opened them again in the next moment, his clear eyes filled with joy, and his drowsiness vanished instantly.
He remembered what it was!
Zong Suyi carefully turned to the side and excitedly nudged Zhang Ting awake.
He gently nudged her shoulder and tenderly called out, "My lady, wake up."
He's not awake.
He nudged her shoulder again and said gently, "Wake up, wake up, I have something very important to tell you."
He's not awake.
The smile on Zong Suyi's lips vanished instantly. His face darkened, and he grabbed her shoulders and shook her violently. "Zhang Ting, wake up! Wake up!"
In her dream, Zhang Ting seemed to have returned to her past life. She had just signed a deal worth billions and was immersed in boundless wealth, unable to extricate herself, when she heard the devil's whisper in her ear—"Wake up, wake up!"
What do you mean, "wake up"? Is this mocking her for dreaming?
Zhang Ting's gaze turned cold. This ignorant and shallow man doesn't even have this much knowledge, yet he dares to ridicule her.
No matter what kind of devil you are, you have to pay the price!
Without thinking twice, Zhang Ting dragged the demon out of the void. Looking at the demon's cowering and fearful expression, she suddenly narrowed her eyes and smiled.
Are you scared now? But she won't show any mercy.
After saying this, she raised the wooden stick and struck the other person, and suddenly heard a clear muffled groan.
Zhang Ting was still thinking that the voice sounded as if it were right next to her ear, it was too close.
She shook her head; this must be her imagination! Then she raised the stick again and hurled it at the demon's back, this time with even more force. The demon, unable to bear the weight, sobbed softly and begged for mercy, its voice broken and pitiful.
"It hurts, please don't hit me anymore..." he cried softly, but his voice inexplicably carried a coquettish and seductive quality.
This ignorant and shallow demon, why does his voice sound so familiar? No, it's very familiar.
Zhang Ting sensed something was amiss and, with a solemn expression, pressed the demon to the ground for interrogation.
"Who are you? Where do you come from? Why are you saying those things to me?"
"Waaah... Let me go, I'm your husband!"
Husband? What kind of lie is this little devil telling? Zhang Ting lives on counting money every day and has never been single. Where would she get a husband?
Wait, husband... she really does have one!
Zhang Ting suddenly opened her eyes, and what she saw shocked her.
Zong Suyi was pinned down by her, her beautiful eyes filled with tears as she stared at her resentfully. Her eyes were red, indicating that she had been crying for a long time.
Good heavens, he's pregnant! What did she do to him?!
Zhang Ting, still shaken, quickly stepped back, helped her disheveled husband to his feet, and asked him worriedly where she had hurt him, whether it still hurt, and if he was alright.
A flush rose on Zong Suyi's fair face. Her eyelashes fluttered gently, and her cheeks turned rosy, as if they had been tinted with rouge.
He lowered his eyes and guided her hand behind his back, pressing his most voluptuous area. He said shyly, "Actually, it doesn't hurt that much..." His voice trailed off.
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