Lin Yueru looked at the slightly disheveled Mr. Jiang, and couldn’t help but remember Zhang Yang holding her from the bedroom to the hallway—so steady, so deep...
In an instant, her body felt a wave of sensation, and without thinking further, she rushed into the bathroom.
Meanwhile, Zhang Yang was sound asleep in his car when the car door suddenly opened.
Zhang Yang glanced over at the sound. "Good morning, sis!"
Xu Mengyan pouted. She had been abandoned by Zhang Yang and Jiang Meiren yesterday, which left her feeling quite frustrated.
But seeing Zhang Yang early in the morning sparked a bit of joy in her.
Feigning aloofness, Xu Mengyan let out a soft snort, "It’s already noon. How long have you been here? Sleeping in the car is really dangerous, you know?"
Zhang Yang pointed at the car’s roof. "I left the sunroof open—it’s fine."
Just as Xu Mengyan was about to reply, her eyes landed on Zhang Yang’s face and neck, where there were numerous kiss marks.
"You seemed to have a lovely time with Jiang Meiren last night, huh?"
Zhang Yang finally noticed the kiss marks on his face, which admittedly made him feel a bit guilty.
"Sis, I’m starving," Zhang Yang said with a grin.
Softening slightly, Xu Mengyan looked at this big boy in front of her, unable to muster anger.
"Do you want to eat at home, or would you rather go out?"
"At home. Is Brother Guo home?" Zhang Yang asked.
"Do you want him to be home, or do you prefer he isn’t?" Xu Mengyan replied.
"Prefer he isn’t." Zhang Yang spoke plainly.
Guo Qiyu wasn’t someone Zhang Yang wanted to form any bonds with, but this sister-in-law? She was someone he couldn’t simply forget.
"He’s not home. Come on in," Xu Mengyan said, climbing out of the car.
Zhang Yang followed suit and went inside with her. Xu Mengyan pointed toward the bathroom. "Go take a shower first, and I’ll get you a clean set of clothes in the meantime."
Zhang Yang could tell that the kiss marks on his face and neck made Xu Mengyan quite unhappy. Obediently, he headed straight to the shower.
Near the end of his shower, Xu Mengyan walked in directly, carrying a set of clean clothes.
"These are brand new. Wear them," she said.
"Hmph. No need." Xu Mengyan was about to leave immediately.
But in a flash, Zhang Yang pulled her into his arms.
"My clothes are wet now," Xu Mengyan protested, attempting to push Zhang Yang away.
"If they’re wet, just change into another set," Zhang Yang replied, holding onto her slender waist and refusing to let go.
Before Xu Mengyan could resist further, Zhang Yang kissed her.
"Let go of me, Zhang Yang."
After being kissed for a while, Xu Mengyan managed to break free during a brief moment of breath.
Zhang Yang looked a little flustered. "Sis, are you really mad?"
"No, it’s just that we can’t..."
"Can’t what?" Zhang Yang asked in astonishment. Truthfully, he already had an inkling of what Xu Mengyan wanted to say.
In that instant, Zhang Yang felt a pang of disappointment. He really liked this sister-in-law.
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Yang gathered himself and apologized, "Sorry, sis. I understand."
Listening to Zhang Yang’s apology, Xu Mengyan froze for a moment before realizing he had misunderstood her. She huffed and said teasingly, "You tell me, what is it that you understand?"
Zhang Yang forced a smile. "Don’t worry, sis. I won’t bother you anymore in the future."
Xu Mengyan’s chest tightened, and when she truly heard those words, she felt an urge to cry.
The next moment, she wrapped her arms around Zhang Yang’s neck and kissed him voluntarily.
Feeling her passionate kiss, Zhang Yang was slightly dazed.
But to his surprise, Xu Mengyan kissed him all the way down, then extended her tongue, teasing the already-erect Big Baby.
Ten minutes later, under Xu Mengyan’s enthusiastic teasing, Zhang Yang let out a low roar.
To Zhang Yang’s pleasant shock, Xu Mengyan had swallowed it all.
Afterward, Xu Mengyan stood up and went back to kissing him normally.
Zhang Yang was bewildered and slightly resistant, but still accepted her kiss.
"Sis, is this your way of a final farewell to me?" Zhang Yang asked nervously and somewhat sorrowfully.
"Farewell for what? I’m pregnant, and the first three months are dangerous. That’s why we can’t do that kind of thing. If you dare say anything like that again, I’ll hit you."
Zhang Yang was stunned and then placed his fingers on Xu Mengyan’s pulse. After a moment, he smiled and said, "Congratulations, sis. You really are pregnant, and it’s a boy."
It’s only been a little over a month; even an ultrasound wouldn’t reveal the sex yet.
"Sis, I wouldn’t lie to you. It really is a boy."
"When you go for checkups later, you can come to me for care," Zhang Yang offered sincerely.
He knew how much Xu Mengyan had endured for this child and wanted to do his utmost to ensure she had a smooth delivery.
Xu Mengyan couldn’t resist joking, "Are you jealous? The child isn’t yours, so why are you so concerned?"
"It’s not mine, but it’s my sister-in-law’s," Zhang Yang replied casually, drawing no connection to Guo Qiyu.
"But if this little guy ever dares to treat you poorly, I’ll make sure to straighten him out for you."
Listening to Zhang Yang’s words, the resentment Xu Mengyan had felt completely dissipated.
"Zhang Yang, why don’t you feel my belly?" Xu Mengyan grabbed Zhang Yang’s hand and placed it against her lower abdomen.
Zhang Yang smiled. "Sis, it’s too small now. You won’t feel anything like the baby moving yet. Feeling your belly can’t compare to taking the pulse—it’s easier to sense the little one’s rhythm through that."
But seeing how excited Xu Mengyan was, Zhang Yang still stretched out his hand and gently placed it on her belly.
"Little one, if you have anything to deal with, come to me—don’t make life hard for your mom, got it?"
"No, wait—go deal with your dad instead. Leave me out of it."
Zhang Yang’s words successfully made Xu Mengyan burst into laughter. Only she understood that Zhang Yang’s words essentially meant the same thing.
However, Zhang Yang couldn’t have anticipated how soon those words would come true.
Just as Zhang Yang and Xu Mengyan were sitting down to eat, Zhang Yang suddenly felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.
"What’s wrong? Are you feeling sick?"
"Or is the food not to your liking?" Xu Mengyan asked with concern.
"No, maybe I just didn’t rest well," Zhang Yang replied, shaking his head and dismissing the matter.
"Anyway, sis, I came by today because I wanted to talk to you about your Xu Family situation."
Xu Mengyan’s expression shifted and became unnatural. "Zhang Yang, maybe you shouldn’t ask."
"Not asking is fine. I can even let this time slide, but let me be clear upfront—if this happens again," Zhang Yang said firmly.
"What happens again?" Xu Mengyan asked nervously.
"If anyone from your Xu Family dares to provoke me again, I won’t hold back. Be it your immediate family or Xu Guangzhi’s side—it’s all the same."
Xu Mengyan’s face paled. "You know everything?"