"Come out now."

  The voice of Gu Qingcheng came from the receiver, Yang Fuxiao stood on the balcony of Shen's house, looking at the goose feather-like snowflakes drifting down from the dark blue sky outside, and a stubborn thought arose in her heart.

  "Don't go out."

  Every time regarding Gu Qingcheng's words, Yang Fuxiao was 100% obedient. This time, she finally stopped pretending to be a good girl and directly said the word "refuse".

  For a moment, there was no sound on the phone.

  Yang Mu's heart beats very fast.

  Why has Gu Qingcheng stopped speaking?

  "But don't make me go in there and rescue you myself."

  Yang Xiao's hand holding the phone gradually clenched, his knuckles turned white: "You want to come in, of course you can, this is the Shen family, you are the Shen family's cousin, even if you move in to live, no one will say a word against it, anyway we'll become a family in the future."

  She didn't want to infuriate him, but these sharp and sour words were already on the tip of her tongue. Hearing Gu Qingcheng's overbearing words, she couldn't help but want to retort.

  Yang Mu Xiao was really afraid of saying something more extreme that would make Gu Qing Cheng angry, so he directly hung up the phone.

  But she didn't expect that Gu Qingcheng really came in.

  As Yang Mufei said, Gu Qingcheng is considered half a member of the Shen family, and Shen Zhou even included Gu Qingcheng's identity in the Shen family tree. There is even a residence for Gu Qingcheng in the Shen mansion, so no one will ask any questions when he enters.

  Inside the mansion, there is a main building and a separate wing with a small courtyard. Yang Fugao is currently staying in Shen Jiaoyu's two-story house.

  Yang Fuxiao hung up the phone and turned around to see Shen Jiayou bringing up a plate of exquisite and nutritious pastries from the small kitchen downstairs.

  "Have something to eat."

  Yang Mu Xiao smiled and said: "Thank you."

  She was actually grateful to Shen Jia-yu. After bringing her back, she came directly to this small courtyard and did not live with Shen Zhou and Yu Ming-xiu together, otherwise she would feel very embarrassed and had to guard against any mistakes in her behavior.

  Next to the pastry was a cup of milk, Yang Fuxiao had just picked up the milk and taken a sip. Suddenly, a loud crash was heard from downstairs.

  Yang's hand shook slightly. The milk in the cup spilled out and splashed onto his hand, feeling a bit scalding.

  She hastily pulled out a tissue to wipe off the milk on the back of her hand, looked up at Shen Jia-yu and asked, "Is it Gu Qing-cheng who has arrived?"

  Shen Jia-yu took his coat from the back of the chair and put it on. "I expected as much, you're upstairs, I'll go take a look."

  Since he brought Yang Wu Xiao to the Shen family, he didn't avoid the eyes left by Gu Qing Cheng outside. He knew that Gu Qing Cheng would definitely come looking for him.

  When Shen Jia-yu came downstairs, Yang Mo-dao immediately went to the balcony and opened the window. The cold wind rushed in violently, causing the balanced temperature indoors to disappear instantly.

  Yang Mu Xiao looked at the black figure in the snowy ground below, illuminated by the snow light, and felt a lump in her throat.

  Her departure should have been too sudden.

  For the past month since the surgery, she had been very well-behaved and never caused any trouble for Gu Qingcheng. She didn't ask about his affairs as if she was a tame and obedient pet he kept, but even pets have claws and sometimes want to scratch people.

  Downstairs, Shen Jia-yu walked out and ran into Gu Qing-cheng head-on.

  Yang Wenshuo wiped away a cold sweat, she was really afraid that the two would fight, previously they were on a relatively remote road section, but this time, at Shen's house, it's possible that someone has already gone to inform Shen Zhou and he is on his way here.

  The two seemed to be just talking, but Yang Mu Xiao was on the second floor, and the sound of the wind and snow was louder than their conversation.

  She narrowed her eyes, but saw Gu Qingcheng suddenly take a step forward, directly grasping Shen Jiaoyu's collar, Yang Fuxiao took a cold breath and turned to run downstairs.

  In the courtyard, Shen Jia-yu directly stretched out his hand to block Gu Qing-cheng's outstretched arm, with no smile on his face. "Second Brother, what are you doing at this late hour?"

  Snowflakes fluttered between the two faces. Gu Qingcheng said, "You know why I'm here, no need to pretend not to know. Bring her down, I have something to say to her."

  "Second brother, at this time, do you think that even if she comes down, you can take her away? You've already hurt her," Shen Jia Yu said. "She'll only choose to follow me now. I haven't competed with you for her, and I've been giving you and her time, but since you're treating her badly, I have to make my move."

  Gu Qingcheng's eyes were cold, like ice, and he sneered: "Shen Jiayou, you don't need to say these grandiose words, who knows what your purpose is for getting close to her."

  "I have no purpose," Shen Jia-yu's voice suddenly dropped, as if swept away by a sudden gust of wind, "I may have a purpose for anyone, but only not for her..."

  Gu Qingcheng took a step forward, about to enter the building, his entire body exuding an aura of great power. He was about to walk in when Shen Jiayou reached out to stop him, but Gu Qingcheng directly grasped his wrist and gave it a forceful twist.

  Shen Jia-yu furrowed his brow.

  Gu Qingcheng was a special forces soldier. Although Shen Jiayou had also practiced boxing abroad, his skills were still slightly inferior to Gu Qingcheng's.

  He just blocked two of Gu Qingcheng's moves before being punched in the left ribcage.

  "Halt!"

  Not far away, a petite figure emerged from the floor, wrapped in a thick black woolen coat, with a black hood covering her head. Snowflakes fluttered and fell on the black coat, surrounded by large patches of white snowflakes drifting around her body.

  She walked over slowly, her eyes fixed on Gu Qingcheng's face from start to finish. As she passed by Shen Jiayu, she withdrew her gaze and lowered her voice to say, "I have something I want to talk to Second Brother about alone."

  Shen Jia-yu looked at Yang Mo-xiao and said: "I'll go with you."

  Yang shook his head: "It only takes five minutes, if there are some things that can't be made clear, they will never be made clear. I'll go back, you can rest assured, the decision that was finally made, I won't change it easily."

  Shen Jia-yu's eyes were heavy as he said, "I'll be waiting for you in the back."

  After finishing speaking, Shen Jia-yu turned around and walked towards the building behind him. He didn't enter but stood at the entrance on the steps.

  Yang Mu Xiao listened as the footsteps trampling through the snow gradually faded away, before lifting his head to look at Gu Qing Cheng standing three steps in front of him.

  There was a faint wave of dark color in Gu Qingcheng's eyes, a piece of pitch-black darkness.

  He directly stretched out his hand to pull Yang Buruo's hand, "Follow me back now."

  No.

  Gu Qingcheng's eyes narrowed slightly as he took a half step forward, his tone slightly chilly. "What?"

  Yang Moxiao was forced back by Gu Qingcheng's gaze for a few seconds, then lifted her head again and said: "Gu Qingcheng, you asked me to stay behind and I stayed behind, you asked me to have an abortion and I went, you asked me to stay at home and not go to the company, and I listened. But now I don't want to listen to you anymore, not a single sentence."

  "What do you want to hear?"

  "Do you mean you'll tell me if I want to hear it?"

  "Go back first."

  Gu Qingcheng's gaze fell on Shen Jiaoyu, who was far behind Yang Fuxiao, and he reached out to pull Yang Fuxiao.

  Yang brushed off the dawn, meeting his gaze, and at the same time as Gu Qingcheng's hand touched hers, she suddenly flung it open. "Gu Qingcheng, you can't always cover your ears and pretend to be deaf with me. I don't want to be with you anymore. I want to start a new life."

  The light in Gu Qingcheng's eyes suddenly became sharp, and the dark pupils met the white snow, becoming an indelible ink.

  He asked: "Don't you want to?"

  "Yes," Yang said slowly, "I feel tired. You know, a long time ago, someone asked me a question, asking me whether I would choose the one I love or the one who loves me. At that time, I chose the one I love without hesitation. Since life is so short, why settle for anything less? Of course, I want to choose someone I like, because being with someone you like will bring happiness."

  Gu Qingcheng didn't interrupt Yang Fu's words, his gaze was like a lock, firmly locking onto Yang Fu's face.

  But it is unknown who has this key in hand.

  Yang Wenshuo pursed his dry lips and continued, "But later on, I met Xu Muhuang. After he left, for the past three years, I've been searching, until now, when I met you. I liked you, even loved you, but never knew that unrequited love would be so exhausting. Every day, I'm deceiving myself with happiness. If I were stupid, I wouldn't think so much..."

  "I've been wondering almost every day, what kind of feeling you have towards me, is it just playing with me or do you really like me? You like women who don't bother you, so I won't bother you, I'll be very obedient. Whatever you want me to do, I'll do it. You're very good to me, even better than Xu Muhuang was to me at first, but this kind of goodness makes me feel like..."

  She paused for a moment, seemingly choosing her words carefully. Finally, she stretched out her palm and gazed at the snowflakes gently falling onto it. The instant they touched her skin, they melted into tiny droplets of water and vanished without a trace.

  She said: "It's this feeling, I can clearly see it but can't touch it, it feels fake. I'm tired, so I want to break up."

  After a long time, Gu Qingcheng slowly opened his mouth, "So, this is your true intention?"

  Yang nodded: "Yes."

  "Come with me now, there are many things that can't be explained at once. When the time is right, I will tell you."

  "What is 'the right moment'? Is it when you think I should know, that's when you'll tell me?"

  Gu Qingcheng accepted this answer by default.

  "What if you think the timing is never right? What should I do, just keep waiting? You currently owe the Shen family 1.3 billion yuan in betrothal gifts..."

  Gu Qingcheng said: "I can help you pay it back."

  Yang Mu Xiao felt his eyes sting.

  This was a question she had always wanted to ask Gu Qingcheng.

  Three months ago, Yang Wu thought that if Gu Qingcheng could help her pay off the 130 million dowry, she would no longer be restricted by the Shen family. She would rather owe Gu Qingcheng, even if it meant pawning herself to him.

  However, the fact is not like that. After she knew about Gu Qingcheng and Shen's family relationship, she suddenly felt like a joke... Should she return Shen's money to Shen's family? It was just selling herself again.

  "Now I'll ask you a question," Yang Xiao raised her neck stubbornly, looking at Gu Qingcheng with an obstinate gaze, "Do you want to marry me?"

  Gū Qīng's eyes suddenly trembled, and the light in his pupils shifted.

  Yang Mu Xiao couldn't help but laugh: "You see, you never wanted to marry me. No matter who is in your heart, Qin Shuang or someone else, or if you're being kind to me because of someone else's request, you've never thought about marrying me. But he said he wants to marry me, Shen Jia Yu said so. He wants to marry me."

  After a long silence, there is only the sound of wind in my ears.

  Gu Qingcheng's face was icy and unyielding, like the vastness of the sky and earth, all seemed to be merged into this snowy wind. He said: "Yang Fu Xiao, I also have a question for you."

  Yang Moxiao raised her eyes and gazed at Gu Qingcheng, whose eyes were cold and had a hint of ripples in them, saying: "Alright, you speak."

  "Actually, you once said that if it were between me and Xu Mochen, you would choose Xu Mochen. Now I'm asking you," Gu Qingcheng pointed to Shen Jiaoyu who was standing not far behind Yang Fuxiao on the stairs, "between me and Shen Jiaoyu, who will you choose?"

  Yang Wudao gazed steadily at Gu Qingcheng, raised her eyes and smiled slightly. She mouthed the words: "Goodbye."

  Then, he turned around and walked towards Shen Jia-yu.

  She didn't answer, but she had already given the best response through actions beyond language.

  Gu Qingcheng's hands clenched into fists at his sides as he sneered and said in a cold voice, "Yang Fuxiao, do you think you're that important?"

  Yang Mu Xiao's footsteps suddenly stopped.

  Gu Qingcheng's lips curled up in a cold, thin smile. "In this world, it's not like someone is gone and you can't live without them. You keep saying you like Xu Mochen, that you love him more than your own life, but he's been gone for three years, left for three years, and aren't you still living just fine?"

  As he spoke, a cold wind blew into his mouth, and his throat was suddenly filled with a salty sweetness.

  The sharpest blade is nothing more than this.

  Double-edged sword.

  Kill one thousand enemies, lose eight hundred of our own men.

  But Gu Qingcheng didn't know that Yang Fuxiao had already reached her limit, if she stood in front of Gu Qingcheng for one more second, she would lose control and want to rush into his arms, hug him tightly, and then go back with him without caring about anything.

  But now she has to hold down this sudden emotion.

  To the point where he was almost voiceless in the end and could only turn around.

  When she heard Gu Qingcheng's words, her tears fell, sliding down her cheeks to her chin and dripping onto the snowy ground.

  It turns out... it's like this.

  She also thought that for someone like Gu Qingcheng, a cold-blooded person, women were truly external objects. When they treated you well, they could hold you in the palm of their hand, plucking the moon and stars, but once they no longer needed you... they simply didn't need you anymore.

  ………………

  Sheng Weiwei waited for a long time in the car outside, but he didn't show up. She felt something was wrong, could it be that Gu Qingcheng had a fight with someone?

  I don't know if I can get Yang Wu Xiao over here, or if she should come out and make a move, one more person is still an additional bit of strength.

  Sheng Weiwei put on the scarf, tied the complicated cow horn button from bottom to top under her chin, and wore a hat. As a result, she still sneezed when she came out of the car.

  "Achoo!"

  It's really cold, Sheng slightly pressed his hat down again.

  Xiao Wei tiptoed on the ground, feeling that the Shen family's mansion was indeed abandoned. It had snowed for a day, and no one came out to clear the snow from the road, making it necessary to walk with varying depths of snow.

  Sheng had been to the Shen residence before, so he knew where Shen Jia-yu lived. The distance was quite far, but from the unobstructed front, he could see a dark shadow standing still in the vast snowy land, like an ice sculpture.

  Mom, is that Gu Qingcheng?

  Heaven

  Sheng Weiwei ran over, directly patting the snow on Gu Qingcheng's shoulders twice. The snowflakes on his shoulders fluttered down, "Gu Qingcheng, what are you standing here for?"

  Snowflakes also fell on Gu Qingcheng's hair.

  Sheng slightly stretched out his hand in front of him and shook it, "Nothing wrong, have you seen Yang Fu Xiao?"

  Gu Qingcheng still didn't say anything.

  Sheng Weiwei was slightly stunned and directly took a step forward, wanting to walk inside. She loudly called out: "Yang Fuxiao!"

  Gu Qingcheng pulled on Sheng Weiwei's elbow and said, "Let's go."

  Sheng Weiwei was pulled back by Gu Qingcheng and took a step back, almost falling down. "What about Yang Fuxiao? Didn't you bring him along?"

  Gu Qingcheng didn't say a word, pulling Sheng Weiwei's arm, stumbling all the way to the outside, and when they reached the car, he said: "You drive."

  The sound is too low and dull to express, just like this ghostly weather, cold to the bone, and icicles are about to form on the trees.

  Sheng Weiwei turned her head slightly in surprise and took a glance at Gu Qingcheng, only to realize afterwards that something was off, "Oh."

  She got into the driver's seat, while Gu Qingcheng directly closed his eyes and sat in the back seat.

  Sheng Weiwei drove very slowly, and her lack of experience driving on snowy roads was evident. Even a cyclist riding past the Bentley Continental GT couldn't help but glance over and flash a mocking smile, as if ridiculing Sheng Weiwei's poor driving skills.

  This expression makes Sheng want to give him the middle finger.

  As a result, the person who mocked her fell down.

  Sheng Wei's mood suddenly improved, this is retribution, hahaahaha!

  Suddenly, Gu Qingcheng, who was sitting in the back seat, started coughing violently. Sheng Weiwei glanced at him through the rearview mirror. Gu Qingcheng, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly leaned forward, his chest cavity shaking violently as he coughed violently, his voice shaking his chest cavity.

  Sheng Weiwei directly shifted the gear of the rear car seat window into automatic mode.

  Gu Qingcheng coughed for a while, probably because he was caught in the cold wind just now and it hurt his throat. After a while, he finally calmed down and told Sheng Weiwei to stop the car, his voice extremely low.

  "Park."

  Wei Wei was startled: "Why stop the car now? I can drive."

  "Can you drive as fast as I can walk now?"

  Sheng Weiwei: “......”

  Even if I'm dumped, I'll still be sharp-tongued; even if I say one less sentence now, it won't kill me.

  "It's okay, I'm just going to the pharmacy to buy some medicine. The wound cream in our home first aid kit is gone."

  Sheng Weiwei slightly nodded and stopped the car, while Gu Qingcheng directly opened the door and got out.

  A cold wind hit his face, Gu Qingcheng raised his hand to adjust his collar, and coughed twice. When he was about to speak in the pharmacy, he felt a sharp pain in his throat, and his voice seemed to be gone.

  The glass cabinet reflected his slightly white face and a pair of dark, deep eyes.

  Back at the Zi Jing Garden, Sheng Weiwei poured a cup of hot water for Gu Qingcheng and sat beside her, asking: "That... are you and Yang Fu Xiao considered broken up?"

  Gu Qingcheng closed his eyes and said calmly: "We've never been together, what's there to break up?"

  Sheng Weiwei blinked: "Uh, so before Yang Fu Xiao was here..."

  "Just messing around."

  Gu Qingcheng slightly lifted her eyelids, then closed them again to rest and cultivate her spirit.

  Sheng Weiwei twitched the corner of her mouth and sincerely wanted to say a sentence, now, big brother, you don't have to glare at me with such fierce eyes.

  But it's no wonder, Gu Qingcheng, who has always been proud and arrogant, was dumped...

  In fact, she just wanted to laugh, Gu Qingcheng was actually dumped.

  Haha.

  However, upon seeing the somewhat gloomy face of Shang Gu Qing Cheng, Sheng Weiwei quickly adjusted her expression and put on a mournful look, making the sign of the cross on her chest: Oh, amen.

  ………………

  On the first night at Shen's house, Shen Jia-yu had Yang Mu-xiao sleep in the bedroom and brought a quilt for Yang Mu-xiao to hold.

  "This house is warmer."

  It's indeed a very thick and warm down quilt, plus a thick mattress, so it won't be cold at all.

  "Thank you, you should get some rest too."

  Tomorrow morning I still have to go see Shen Jia-yu's parents and accompany them for breakfast, today is really too late.

  Shen Jia-yu stood at the door, glanced at Yang Mu-xiao and said, "Good night."

  Yang Mu Xiao had to adapt to a new environment, she chose her bed, on a new bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, the good sleep she cultivated in Zi Jing Garden was completely disrupted.

  It wasn't until the sky was brightening that she finally fell asleep.

  Waking up once again, the sky was already brightly lit.

  Yang Fuxiao's first reaction when she opened her eyes was that she was still in Zijing Garden, Gu Qingcheng was by her pillow, and Li Auntie had already prepared breakfast. Suddenly, Sheng Weiwei rushed over to wake her up with a loud noise.

  But it wasn't a green potted plant on the windowsill, Yang Fuxiao's mind was dull for half a minute before she remembered that she had left Zijin Garden yesterday and was now at the Shen residence.

  At Shen's home...

  Yang Furong's eyes widened in surprise, and he immediately reached for his phone on the bedside table, turned it on, took a look at the time, and suddenly sat up.

  It's almost eleven o'clock!

  Yesterday evening Shen Jia-yu clearly said he would take her to have breakfast with his mother, but in the end they didn't even get to eat breakfast and went straight to lunch.

  Yang Mu Xiao came out of the Zi Jing Garden without bringing any clothes, still wearing the same outfit from last night. She washed her face and brushed her teeth, and simply tied up her long black hair in a ponytail at the back of her head. When she came out, she noticed that there was no one on the upper or lower floors, so she picked up her phone and called Shen Jia Yu.

  "Sorry, I overslept. Have you had breakfast with your mom already? Where am I supposed to go now..."

  She spoke a bit breathlessly, and Shen Jia-yu waited until Yang Fu-xiao finished speaking before saying: "Are you awake?"

  "Yes."

  "You rest at home for a while first, I'll drive over to pick you up right now."

  "Oh, okay."

  Yang Fuxiao hung up Shen Jiayou's phone, sat on the bed, grasped the collar of her clothes with both hands, and looked around, feeling a bit unreal.

  Yesterday I woke up in Gu Qingcheng's arms, but today it's as if everything has changed completely.

  She pursed her lips and suddenly felt a bitter taste in her mouth.

  Yang Mo Xiao was a little hungry. If she were alone, it wouldn't matter if she skipped one or two meals, but now she had the baby in her belly to consider.

  She was looking for something to eat in the kitchen, had a slice of whole wheat bread and mixed a fruit salad, and was using a spoon to scoop it into her mouth. Shen Jia-yu came back, she took a glance at the time, and only about ten minutes had passed.

  Yang Mo Xiao smiled: "I'm a bit hungry, so I made some food."

  Shen Jia-yu frowned as he watched Yang Mo-xiao casually eating these things, and he thought it was necessary to invite a nutritionist over.

  Yang Fu Xiao had a spoon in his mouth and freed up his hand to answer the phone, which was Meng Xi's call.

  She put the spoon back on the plate, "Xiao Xi."

  On the other end of the phone, Meng Xi said: "Fu Xiao, where are you now? Yesterday, Gu Qingcheng called me and said he couldn't find you anywhere. I told him I didn't know either. It was a heavy snow day yesterday, where did you go?"

  "We broke up."

  "Really?!"

  Meng Xi took a cold breath.

  Yang Fu Xiao knew that this was so sudden, it would be hard for anyone to accept.

  But it's hard to put into words, and it can't be clearly explained over the phone, so I simply invited Meng Xi out, "Let's talk about it in person tonight."

  After hanging up Meng Xi's phone, Yang Fu Xiao followed Shen Jia Yu out the door, it was almost eleven o'clock.

  The location for dinner was a high-end restaurant, which was different from the one where I had dinner with Mingxiu last time, but it looked more formal.

  Yang Mu Xiao took a look at her outfit and it was just fine since it was winter, the black coat went well with everything and wouldn't make her look too common.

  After entering the private room, Yang Xiao originally thought it was just accompanying Yu Mingxiu for dinner, but didn't expect Shen Zhou to be there as well.

  "Hello, uncle and aunt."

  Yu Mingxu pulled over a chair and let Yang Fuxiao sit beside her, asking: "Is your body feeling any better?"

  Yang Furong's eyelids suddenly jumped.

  Shen Jia-yu said: "After taking medicine at dawn, I'm much better now. Yesterday was just a bit of catching cold."

  Yang Fu Xiao immediately understood that Shen Jia Yu was making excuses for Yu Ming Xiu. This morning, she didn't get out of bed to have breakfast with them, so she went along and said: "Yeah, much better."

  Shen Zhou was not much different from the last time they met at the temple on the mountain, but his eyes were very sharp, sizing up Yang Fu Xiao from head to toe. After Yu Ming Xiu asked Shen Jia Yu to go with her to the back kitchen to look at the menu, only Shen Zhou and Yang Fu Xiao were left in the private room, with Yang Fu Xiao lowering his head to eat.

  "What's it like living with Jia Yu?"

  Yang Mu put down his chopsticks as a sign of respect: "Jia You has taken good care of me."

  "Are you still working at MSC?"

  "Yes," said Yang Xiao, "but because I was sick for a while before, so I've been taking leave to rest and haven't gone to the company. Once the company's procedures are done tomorrow, I'll have to go back to work again."

  She thought Shen Zhou would say a lot more to her, but after saying these words, Shen Zhou began to focus on eating.

  In this big family, Yang Fu felt a sense of oppression, he had to be careful and slow in everything, couldn't gobble down food hastily.

  However, Yang suddenly remembered that once before when he went to eat barbecue with Sheng Weiwei, Sheng Weiwei ate very badly and almost poked a hole in her lip with the bamboo skewer. Suddenly, he felt that there were also differences between families.

  Yu Mingxiu came out of the kitchen and sat back at the dinner table, ordering a new dish. He then casually said: "Later I'll find someone to read your birthdates, are you two going together?"

  Yu Mingxiu is a bit strange, having lived abroad for many years, yet still believing in Chinese Feng Shui and astrology.

  Yang Fu Xiao hadn't had time to respond when Shen Jia Yu spoke up, "I and Fu Xiao will just go with whatever, mom you decide which date is suitable."

  Yang Duoxiao nodded slightly.

  As they walked out of the restaurant, Shen Jia-yu wanted to help Yang Mu-xiao put on his coat, but Yang Mu-xiao instinctively dodged and then reached for it himself, saying "I'll do it myself."

  It wasn't until she had buttoned up her coat and looked up at Yu Mingxiao that she realized her mother was looking at her with a slightly different gaze. She smiled, suddenly realizing that she had been too careless, but it was impossible to accept such intimate behavior all at once, and could only get used to it little by little.

  Shen Zhou and Yu Mingxiu came in two separate cars, Shen Zhou went to the company, and Yu Mingxiu returned to the Shen family.

  Yang Fu Xiao stood on one side, Shen Jia Yu sent his mother to the car, and Yang Fu Xiao said politely behind him: "Goodbye, Aunt."

  Watching the car drive away, Yang Xiao let out a sigh of relief.

  Shen Jia-yu said: "In the future I will try to avoid this kind of situation, you don't have to be uncomfortable."

  Yang Furong shook her head: "Nothing is uncomfortable, in short, it's something that needs to get used to."

  "I've made an appointment for prenatal examination, I'll accompany you to the hospital."

  At this stage, for Yang Muxiao, the most important thing is still the fetus in her belly.

  Shen Jia-yu was particularly careful and brought Yang Mu-xiao to the hospital, where they underwent a prenatal examination as usual. The doctor was arranged by Shen Jia-yu and was very trustworthy.

  The fetus in her abdomen is already nine weeks old.

  The doctor had done a check on Yang Wuxiao and still said: "The body is still too weak, compared to fetuses of the same gestational age, it's developing slowly."

  Yang Moxiao sat in a chair, Shen Jiayu had one hand on her shoulder. "Do you need to take any medicine?"

  "No need," the doctor shook his head, "tonics are not as good as food supplements, and all medicines have some toxicity. Now if you want to take any medicine, you must call me first, you can't take it privately, it will affect the development of the fetus. And for the first three months, sex is strictly prohibited, your body is weak, so even in the fourth month, it should be forbidden. Come and see me then."

  "Can I see him now?" Yang Mu Xiao asked.

  The doctor said: "Now the month is too small, doing B-ultrasound will affect the child."

  "Ah, thank you, doctor."

  Yang Moxiao first came out of the office, Shen Jiaoyu said a few more words with the doctor in the office. She stood at the window on the corridor and looked outside. At eye level, there was a towering pine tree, its branches were all white and fluffy. The snow had stopped, and it was a world wrapped in silver and white.

  Her mobile phone in her bag suddenly rang.

  Yang Mu Xiao pulled out her phone from her bag, and the four words "private number" on the screen made her heart skip a beat. She caught Shen Jia Yu walking out of the hospital room with the corner of her eye, so she directly put the phone on silent mode and stuffed it back into her bag, smiling at Shen Jia Yu: "Have you asked the doctor? Let's go."

  ………………

  In the evening, Yang Wuxiao and Meng Xi bought two sets of clothes and some daily necessities for women at the mall, then had dinner.

  "We broke up."

  Yang Mo Xiao skipped the part about having an abortion, and instead told Meng Xi everything from start to finish, while also taking a piece of lingerie from the clothes rack and handing it to the salesperson.

  "I really didn't expect Gu Qingcheng to be this kind of person," Meng Xi sighed, "It's really bad luck to meet such a person."

  Yang Mu Xiao felt a bit suffocated in her heart.

  What kind of person is Gu Qingcheng? She herself hasn't figured it out yet, so why should others say such things?

  "He is very good to me."

  "So why did you break up with him?" Meng Xi frowned, "Dawn, I think you're being contradictory. Now that you've chosen to marry Shen Shao, isn't it a bit unfair to Shen Shao?"

  Yang Mu was speechless for a moment.

  She just wanted Shen Jia-yu to help her keep the child in her belly, and Shen Jia-yu's condition was to fulfill their marriage contract.

  This engagement was originally supposed to be fulfilled, and now Shen Jiayou has helped her, it's actually completely free.

  Until just before leaving, Meng Xi said: "I think you should give Shen Shao a fair chance. Just after breaking up with Gu Qingcheng and immediately marrying Shen Shao, the internet will definitely sensationalize it as 'fickle'."

  Yang Furong slightly furrowed her brow, but she and Gu Qingcheng's matter had always been suppressed under her engagement to Shen Jiayou, and apart from a few relatively close people, no one knew.

  Yang Buruoxiao had Shen's family driver come pick her up, so she let the car send Meng Xi back to where he was renting first.

  Jinyuan Community

  Yang Fuxiao seemed to have heard of this community, which is a building complex opened by MSC's real estate company, not far from Ya Huan, and the subway line and bus station are very convenient.

  Meng Xi got off the car, and Yang Fuxiao stuck her head out of the window to wave at her. She took a glance at the high-rise buildings outside, "It must be expensive."

  "I'm sharing the rent with others here, and we split the utilities, it's not bad," Meng Xi said. "It's too late today, another day when I get off work early, I'll invite you to come up and sit for a bit."

  Yang brushed off the dawn and turned around to instruct the driver in front to start the car.

  She leaned against the back of the car seat, feeling a bit drowsy because she hadn't slept well the night before, and after a whole day of tension, so when the vehicle was moving slowly, she took a blanket from the seat and covered herself with it, and fell asleep in a daze.

  The slight jolting of the vehicle beneath me had stopped, and I didn't know when the car had come to a halt.

  Yang Xiao, who was half asleep and half awake, always felt that he didn't sleep soundly. A thin layer of bright light fell on his thin eyelids.

  People have this strange feeling of awareness, when they close their eyes, they feel extremely sensitive, just like now, with her eyes closed, Yang Xiao could sense that there seemed to be a pair of dark eyes staring at her intently.

  In a daze, she opened her eyes and through the dense lights outside the car window, it seemed like there was a dark figure in front of her, not very clear.

  ***

  Small Theater After Many Years (1)

  Many years later, Pei Xiaohuo and Gu Ruirui played together, two handsome dads sat together playing cards.

  Gu Qingcheng asked Pei San: "Isn't your son almost eight years old?"

  Bai San said: "Six or seven years old, I forgot, anyway no more than seven years old, come back and take a look at the candles on the cake to know."

  "Is this your son?"

  "Wasn't it your son? Is it mine?"

  On one side, Pei Xiao Huo, who was playing with building blocks, immediately pushed over the blocks that Gu Rui Rui had piled up and ran over to Gu Qing Cheng: "Daddy!"

  Pei Si's face suddenly turned black.

  But Gu Ruirui acted as if she hadn't heard anything, lowering her head and continuing to stack the wooden blocks with great concentration.

  Then at night when he returned home, Pei Xiao Huo suffered his own father's ruthless "destruction", "Look, compared to Gu Rui Rui, you're just a piece of trash."

  "Hey, you think you can compare with my dad? You're just a piece of trash!"

  "Damn it!"

  Pei San: "!!!!!!"

  My dad is a male god, okay?! Male god! Gu Qingcheng is trash!