He saw the dissatisfaction and anger in Pei Hongâs eyes. Ming An said to him softly, âIf youâre full, youâll suffer losses! In the world, itâs better to be more neutral! If your appetite is too big, but your stomach canât hold it, youâll have the risk of bursting. Itâs better to sit at the back and strategize!â
Pei Hong looked at him and did not say anything more. He and Ming An had been old friends for many years. This time, when he asked for his help, he was able to agree so readily, which was already out of his expectations! Ming An was quite capable and could not be underestimated. Since he had already said so, then he would listen to him for once!
Si Miâs body became heavier and heavier as her pregnancy progressed. Her stomach looked like it had exceeded the doctorâs initial assessment of her condition! Her stomach was very big and round. Auntie Sun said that it was a son, but Uncle Sun did not agree and said that it was a good daughter! The two old men started arguing instead!
Fu Zhen looked at her and said, âItâs all good. Itâs my first child anyway. Itâs all good!ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Si Mi smiled at him and asked, âWhat do you mean?â
Fu Zhen kissed the corner of her mouth and said, âIt means what you think it means!â
He and Si Mi were so in love. How could they only have one child?! It was all good whether the first child was a boy or a girl. The second child was what Mr. Fu had said, âfind out whatâs missing and fill in the gaps.â Anyway, it was best to have a boy and a girl!
Si Mi looked at Mr. Fu, who had already arranged everything clearly for her, and laughed out loud in amusement!
After returning from the temple, Yan Min and Fu Kun immediately sent Fu Xing the talisman paper as if they had obtained some precious treasure!
Fu Xing didnât know what the two elders were up to this time. He was so annoyed that he had no choice but to accept it. This mother had specially asked for a safety talisman from the temple on the mountain for him, and under repeated exhortations, he had been asked to wear it at all times!
Fu Zhen was already feeling a little uncomfortable when he was in the office. When he returned home, he seemed to have caught a worse cold. Si Mi looked at Fu Zhen lying on the bed with an abnormal blush on his face. She said softly with some worry, âWhy donât we get the doctor to come over and take a look? Your face is so hot. Do you have a fever?â
Fu Zhen held her hand and said, âIâm fine. Iâll be fine after drinking some of Auntie Sunâs ginger soup! Iâm a little tired!â
âYes, yes! You should sleep for a while! Iâll call you when itâs done!â Si Mi said gently to Fu Zhen. Fu Zhen looked at her and closed her eyes!
His face was a little red, but his lips were pale. He frowned and looked very tired and in pain. Si Mi looked very distressed. She couldnât let Fu Zhen suffer like this!
She came out of the room. Uncle Sun looked at her from outside and asked, âWhatâs wrong with Young Master? He didnât eat much for dinner. Is he sleeping already?â
Si Mi looked at Uncle Sun and ordered, âUncle Sun, call the doctor over! He looks like he has a fever. Hurry up!â
When Uncle Sun heard that, he quickly replied, âOkay! Iâll go now!â When he walked to the stairs, he happened to see Auntie Sun carrying the ginger soup up!
âWhatâs going on? Youâre panicking. Slow down!â Auntie Sunâs words were still on the tip of her tongue, but Uncle Sun had already nimbly dashed out of the living room!
Auntie Sun walked forward and handed the ginger soup to Si Mi. âWhatâs going on? Where is this old man going?â
Si Mi took it and said, âFu Zhen is sick! Iâll get Uncle Sun to ask the doctor to come over and take a look! He seems to have a slight fever!â
Aunt Sun was surprised. âAiya! I thought it was just a little cold. Has Young Master been tired recently? He doesnât get sick very often!â
Si Mi was a little worried again. She shook her head and carried the ginger soup into the room. âI donât know either!â
Aunt Sun followed behind her. âYoung Masterâs health has been good since he was young and he doesnât get sick easily. But every time he catches a cold, he doesnât get better for ten days to half a month! Heâs been like this since he was young. Heâs usually as strong as an ox, but when he gets sick, he canât take it anymore!â
Si Mi put the things away and chuckled when she heard Auntie Sunâs description. She patted Fu Zhen and called out, âThe ginger soup is ready! Wake up and take a sip. Let the doctor take a look at you before you go to sleep!â
Fu Zhen opened his eyes slightly, and it seemed like it took him a long time to see that it was Si Mi. He grabbed Si Miâs hand and let out a few heavy breaths. Si Mi looked at him and felt sorry for him, but she also somewhat admired Mr. Fuâs weakness and meekness at this moment!
This was the first time she had seen Fu Zhen sick. It was the first time in both her previous life and this life!
The great President Fu, who could call the wind and summon the rain, was very obedient when he was sick! Yes, Si Mi looked at Fu Zhen, who was drinking soup with her hand, and felt that this man was very obedient. She even wanted to reach out and touch his head!
If it werenât for Auntie Sun, Si Mi would have already rubbed his hair!