Chapter 143 President Mu Wants to Possess Teleportation Magic
Song Chi refused to believe it and took another deep breath. He smelled the aroma of fish and his mouth watered, but his stomach was boiling.
"vomit……"
Song Chi hugged the trash can and gagged again. She vomited until she was on the verge of tears, her face pale. After a while, she gradually calmed down.
Mu Yin stood to the side, looking concerned, and anxiously patted her back.
"Chichi, let's go to the hospital!"
Song Chi shook his head: "Uncle, there's no need to go. I'm sure I'm just having morning sickness. Going to the hospital won't help. As long as I don't smell that odor, my stomach will feel better."
"Okay, wait a moment."
As Mu Yin spoke, he went to the dining table, took the pot of fish to the kitchen, and carefully closed the kitchen door to shut out the smell of the fish.
Since there was no fan, Mu Yin took off his coat and went to the dining table, waving it around in the air to try and get rid of the smell!
Imagine a handsome, domineering CEO who, to prevent his wife from experiencing morning sickness, takes off his expensive coat and uses it as a fan to dispel the odor. The sight is both hilarious and heartwarming.
After several bouts of morning sickness, Song Chi was already somewhat weak.
However, when she saw Mu Yin's gentleness and thoughtfulness, all her pain turned into sweetness.
A warm feeling washed over Song Chi; at that moment, she felt incredibly happy.
She pressed the automatic button on her wheelchair and walked towards Mu Yin.
"Uncle, I'm much better now, you don't need to bother anymore."
Mu Yin turned his head to look at her, his face full of tension.
"Chichi, there's still a lingering smell here. You'll feel uncomfortable if you come over!"
As he spoke, Mu Yin turned around and pushed her wheelchair, leading her to the sofa.
"Chichi, be good, just sit here for a while. I'll clean up the smell here, and you won't feel uncomfortable anymore!"
Song Chi felt a sweet warmth in his heart: "Uncle, I really feel much better..."
"No, I can still smell a little bit of it. I've heard that pregnant women have a more sensitive sense of smell. I can't let you vomit..."
Mu Yin felt a sharp pain in his heart whenever he thought of her suffering when she vomited.
He didn't know what morning sickness felt like, but he knew it must be very uncomfortable. At this moment, he wished he had a transfer magic so that Song Chi's morning sickness could be transferred to him.
As he spoke, Mu Yin turned around and handed Song Chi a dessert.
"Chichi, eat something of this to fill your stomach first."
"Oh, okay."
Song Chi obediently accepted the dessert and ate it in small bites.
Mu Yin turned around and went to the restaurant. After a flurry of activity, he carefully smelled the fish again to make sure the fish smell was completely gone before coming to Song Chi's side.
Mu Yin asked with concern, "Chichi, I've taken care of everything. The smell is gone. How are you now? Are you still feeling unwell?"
"Uncle, I don't feel bad anymore."
Seeing the fine sweat on Mu Yin's forehead, Song Chi felt a pang of heartache.
She gestured for Mu Yin to kneel down, then used her sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Her movements were incredibly gentle, as if he were a precious treasure in her hands.
The two had already had intimate contact, but they were still so innocent and naive. Mu Yin's heart fluttered wildly at her gesture of wiping away sweat.
Mu Yin stared intently at her, his Adam's apple bobbing.
Song Chi looked distressed: "Uncle, you must be very tired."
Mu Yin grinned foolishly: "I'm not tired..."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Mu Yin’s stomach began to rumble.
The two smiled at each other, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
"Uncle, are you hungry?"
Song Chi held the dessert to his lips: "Here, open your mouth, have a dessert first."
Mu Yin doesn't actually like sweet food, but when his wife feeds him, he obediently opens his mouth and eats the snacks she offers.
However, when his tongue accidentally touched her fingertip, they both felt as if they had been electrocuted, their bodies went numb, and their faces flushed and their hearts pounded.
The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.
It wasn't until their stomachs both rumbled in perfect unison that they snapped out of their daze, and for a moment, their eyes met with deep affection.
Mu Yin gently stroked her hair, his voice low and tender.
"Chichi, are you hungry? It looks like we'll have to go out to eat."
Song Chi looked reluctant to part: "Uncle, I really want to eat your spicy fish."
"Chichi, you can't eat now, it will make you feel unwell."
Song Chi said dejectedly, "But if we don't eat such a big pot of spicy fish, it will go bad if we leave it there overnight. Wouldn't that be a waste?"
Thinking of the delicious spicy fish, Song Chi's mouth watered, but the thought of the fishy smell made her afraid of vomiting during her pregnancy.
"Uh... Chichi, I'll have someone send it to my mom so she can eat it and it won't go to waste!"
"Will Mom mind if I eat things she can't eat?"
"This is the first time she's eaten my cooking, why would she mind? She's overjoyed!"
"Uncle, let's cook more of Mom's favorite dishes from now on. It's a way of showing our filial piety."
Mu Yin pouted. His mother had his father to cook for her, so why should he have a chance?
But he went along with Song Chi's suggestion: "Alright, alright, since you have the heart, whatever you cook for her, Mom will be very happy!"
As he spoke, he pushed her wheelchair out: "Chichi, you're pregnant, you can't go hungry. Let's find a place to eat nearby."
Song Chi grinned: "Okay."
For her, no matter where they go to eat, as long as he's there, she's happy and sweet.
...
Next door
Sun Yaodong lay lazily on the sofa, playing on his phone. He happened to be looking at news related to Song Chi.
When he saw online comments saying that Song Chi's studio was losing money, he smiled dismissively, sharing the same sentiment as the netizens.
However, he saw another post and immediately sat up straight.
Online, someone wrote: 'Previously, some people said that Xiaochi's husband was President Mu of the Mu Group, and they seemed to know all the details. Why are all the related posts gone now? Are they afraid that netizens will discover their secret and that they've been dealt with through public relations?'
Online, you can't find any information about "Xiaochi's husband is President Mu".
In this comment, relevant words were replaced with letters.
As luck would have it, Sun Yaodong understood it.
Sun Yaodong's expression changed drastically when he recalled Mu Yin's terrifying aura.
He thought to himself, 'Could it be that Mu Yin really is the CEO of the Mu Group? If so, haven't I offended a powerful figure?'
Xu Yue came out of the kitchen, her face pale: "Honey, I'm having morning sickness again. I feel so nauseous. The smell of cooking oil in the kitchen makes me feel sick. Can you make lunch?"
Sun Yaodong said impatiently, "You want me to make lunch? Are you really feeling unwell, or are you just making excuses to be lazy?"
Xu Yue was misunderstood and felt terrible: "Husband, I'm really upset!"
"When my mom was pregnant with me, she didn't complain about any discomfort. I think you're just being lazy and trying to boss me around? Have you forgotten who's the breadwinner in this family? Go cook some food. If you're really feeling unwell, just bear with it!"
Sun Yaodong spoke coldly, then turned and left.
Xu Yue stood by the kitchen, forcing a wry smile.
She didn't know if all women's husbands were like hers!
Sun Yaodong arrived at Song Chi and Mu Yin's room, hesitated for a moment, and then knocked on the door.
There was no sound from inside the house, so Sun Yaodong guessed that they had gone out.
Suddenly, an evil thought popped into his head. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, he used his skills to unlock the door and quietly slipped inside...
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