Aunt Zhou usually wakes up at six thirty, but why did Tang Yuchen leave so early?
An Ruo was worried about him, so she gave him a call, and it took a while before he answered.
She asked him, "Will you come back for lunch today?"
"I’m not sure, I’ll try to make it."
"Tang Yuchen, are you having trouble with work?"
"No, it’s just that some matters are particularly tricky to handle. Don’t worry, you have to trust me, I will take care of everything."
"Mm, I trust you," An Ruo nodded firmly.
When lunchtime came, he did rush back for the meal, but just after finishing, a call hurried him away.
Seeing him almost without any rest and about to leave, An Ruo felt very guilty. Had she known he was so busy, she would not have asked him to come back for lunch.
Her mood was somewhat low throughout the afternoon.
A woman’s intuition is accurate; she knew he was in trouble, but the only thing she could do was not to add to his troubles and pray for him to resolve the issues soon.
Tang Yuchen came back in the evening. An Ruo asked him how work was going, and he wrapped his arms around her smiling, "Baby, I’m home now. Can we not talk about work?"
Indeed, now that he’s home, work and all that can go to hell!
"Okay, let’s not talk about it. Have you eaten? I asked Aunt Zhou to save you some food," An Ruo said tenderly as she hugged his neck.
"Haven’t eaten, I’m a bit hungry," he said, leaning his forehead against hers, looking pitiful.
"You wait, I’ll warm up the food for you," she patted his hand, signaling him to let go, but he hugged her even tighter, smiling very mischievously.
"Before eating, I want some dessert first."
After saying this, he kissed her lips, which was the dessert he wanted.
An Ruo, with her pregnant belly, couldn’t lean against him; she just tilted her head back and stood on her tiptoes, enduring his kiss.
Tang Yuchen kissed her for a long while before reluctantly letting her go. His dark eyes were burning with desire, his breath uneven, and his eyes spelled ’unsatisfied.’
An Ruo knew what he was thinking. She blushed shyly while he nibbled on her ear and spoke in a husky, suggestive tone.
"Baby, this son is too much of a hindrance. When will he finally come out?"
An Ruo laughed and said, "Three more months, and after he comes out, I still have to do a month of confinement."
So, you have at least four months to endure.
The man’s face was a picture of agony; he bit her lips and laughed, "It’s okay, for our son and for you, no matter how long, I can wait. Just four months, it’s nothing."
"Easy for you to say," she couldn’t help but mock him.
Tang Yuchen tightened his embrace around her waist, his teeth clenched as he said, "Don’t you believe me?"
Seeing his fierce look, how could she not believe him?
"I do, the person I trust the most is you."
"Really, you swear, the person you trust the most is me?" he asked, his eyes gleaming unsurely.
An Ruo smiled and nodded, "Yes, the person I trust the most is you."
Suddenly he hugged her tightly, planting a devout kiss on her forehead, "That’s all I need to hear."
The atmosphere felt a bit off; she was sure he was hiding something from her.
"Tang Yuchen, what’s really going on with you?"
"I’m just very hungry."
"Ah, then let’s hurry up and eat," An Ruo was successfully distracted.
He took her hand, pleading charmingly, "I want to eat the dumplings you make."