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Song Wanyue was still worried that Duan Baiting would be left out in the cold by her parents, and she even pondered all night about how to ease the relationship between them.

As it turned out, she was worrying too much.

The next morning.

While Song Wanyue was still sleeping, Song's father got up early and played Go with Duan Baiting.

Her father loved playing chess when he was young, and he used to play chess by investing in chess teams and professional chess players.

He won several times after playing, but later he realized that his opponent was giving him a handicap. He felt that this method was an insult to Go, so he never went again.

Song Wanyue had asked out of curiosity before how he could tell that the other party was giving him a handicap.

Her father sighed and said, "He's the national champion. I can beat him with my skills. That's no big deal."

Although her father is not a very good go player, his love for Go has not changed much.

I usually sponsor competitions and invest in domestic chess teams. Occasionally he would play a chess game with his old friends.

Mother Song is checking the quality of the bird's nest and isinglass that were just delivered today.

Pregnancy will consume the mother's qi and blood, so Song Wanyue needs to eat more supplements now.

Song Wanyue looked at the pile of supplements in the kitchen: "It's not that exaggerated, I'm just pregnant, not going out to fight."

"These are just the basics. I also found a special nutritionist to take care of your three meals a day." Mother Song added, "There are also snacks and midnight snacks. I tell you, you need to nourish your body well, and you can't just eat three meals a day. When I was pregnant with you, I was malnourished because I had no experience."

Song Wanyue felt terrible just listening to her say this. She had a small appetite and sometimes couldn't finish three meals a day.

Not to mention having to add more food on top of this.

"Mom, I think this is a bit too exaggerated. The doctor said it should be done in moderation."

Mother Song stuffed a cup of hot milk into her hand: "Just listen to me on this matter. I'm an experienced person. Look at your thin arms and legs, don't let the baby in your belly take away all the nutrition."

Song Wanyue inherited her mother's stubbornness, and she knew that it would be useless to continue talking.

She closed her eyes and suddenly had the urge to return to North City.

Mother Song was worried that her legs would be sore if she stood for too long, so she asked her to go for a walk in the yard. The sun was out today, a rare good day, so it would be nice to go out and bask in the sun.

"Your dad and Bai Ting are playing chess. If you are bored, go and take a look."

Song Wanyue was stunned: "Dad is playing chess with Duan Bai Ting?"

Mother Song had already entered the kitchen and continued to count the fish maws, asking the kitchen to stew them tonight.

"Yes, your father set out the chessboard early in the morning and insisted on getting Bai Ting to play with him. It's been the whole morning."

Song Wanyue went downstairs with the cup and pretended to take a sip.

But I was wondering in my heart, Duan Baiting actually knows how to play Go? How could she not know?

He is quite versatile. My child won't need to find a tutor in the future. He can do everything for me.

It had been snowing in Shanghai a few days ago, so Duan Baiting waited until the weather warmed up before coming here.

Warm sun at ten o'clock, with a breeze.

Song Wanyue wore a beige knitted long skirt, a light apricot shawl wrapped around her body, and her long curly hair fell softly.

The skin is fair, slightly rosy, and looks very healthy.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but after becoming pregnant, she became more peaceful and gentle than before.

In the spacious and elegant Chinese courtyard, Duan Baiting is the master of white.

At this moment, he was sitting on a rattan chair, with his eyelashes half-closed, looking at the chess game, waiting quietly.

There was a cup of cold tea next to him.

When Song Wanyue saw the withered yellow leaf on his shoulder, she knew without asking how long her father had hesitated about this move.

Duan Baiting, a man who attaches great importance to time, can actually be so patient at times.

She walked over and her footsteps were actually very light, but Duan Baiting still noticed them.

He looked up at this side, and a smile soon appeared on his lips: "Awake?"

Song Wanyue nodded, walked to his side, and naturally handed him the remaining half cup of milk in her hand.

She is a very picky eater. She is like this when she is at home. She will push the leftovers to Duan Baiting.

Although he was originally a picky germaphobe, he always managed to eat up all the leftovers.

This scene of finishing work was seen as partiality in the eyes of Song's father.

He finally made a move and snorted, "You forgot about your father after you got married. You only bring milk to your husband. You don't even see you as your father anymore?"

Why does this guy become more childish as he gets older.

Song Wanyue curled her lips and went over to press his shoulders: "I couldn't finish it. If mom knew I had some left over, she would nag her again."

Hearing her say this, Song's father felt relieved.

That's about right.

Song Wanyue calmly changed the subject: "Where are you now?"

She didn't know how to play Go, so she glanced at the board casually. The black and white pieces were intertwined, and she couldn't tell who was winning or losing.

Father Song was very proud: "I have been winning for the whole morning."

Duan Baiting put down the two white pieces and admitted defeat: "I lost."

Father Song became even more proud and turned around to ask Song Wanyue: "Did you see that? We won again."

Although he could not understand chess, he could still understand a little bit of the micro-expressions.

When she came over just now, her father's face was red and hesitant. He took a long time to consider each move.

Duan Baiting seemed much calmer and made his moves with ease.

It is clear at a glance who has the advantage and who has the disadvantage.

Father Song remembered that he had some work to do today, so he called the driver and went upstairs to change his clothes and get ready to go out.

Song Wanyue replaced him and sat opposite Duan Baiting.

"You gave in to my dad on purpose, didn't you?"

He was vague and didn't answer her question.

After putting away the chess pieces, he put them aside: "The weather is nice today, shall I accompany you for a walk?"

Song Wanyue shook her head. She had just got up not long ago and didn't want to move.

"I was worried that my dad didn't like you, but I didn't expect you to be quite..." She paused, trying to find a more appropriate adjective, "quite scheming."

He smiled: "Are you praising me or criticizing me?"

"Just consider it a compliment." Song Wanyue said, "Play with me."

Duan Baiting nodded.

Song Wanyue played black and moved first. Looking at the position where she placed the pieces, Duan Baiting knew that she didn't know how to play chess.

And it's the kind that has no basis at all.

When she placed the five black pieces side by side, she clapped her hands excitedly and said she won.

I immediately confirmed that she wouldn't.

Duan Baiting put the chess pieces into the chess box one by one: "Do you want to play again?"

"Come on." Song Wanyue was full of confidence at this moment. She felt that she had some talent in chess and actually beat Duan Baiting.

Tracing the chess piece with her fingers, she looked at him hesitantly: "Were you giving in to me just now?"

Duan Baiting shook his head: "No."

He was indeed not lying. After all, he had never thought that Song Wanyue would play Go as Gobang.

I lost before I even had a chance to start letting the water go.

After Duan Baiting lost several games in a row, Song Wanyue became so arrogant that she started to ask him for punishment.

"If you lose, you will have to listen to me for the next few days."

Duan Baiting smiled contemptuously. How could this be considered a punishment? Isn't it the same now?

But he still nodded: "Okay."

As expected, she won the game of Go again.

-After

lunch, my mother asked the kitchen to use the thousand-year-old ginseng to make soup for Song Wanyue.

Song Wanyue has to drink these soups every night recently, and she is even a little scared of the soups.

I made up an excuse and said I wanted to go out for some fresh air. Her

tone was embarrassed: "I don't know what time you will be back. The ginseng can't be stewed for too long. I guess you will make it in time. You can drink it."

Mom said in a relaxed tone: "It doesn't matter. It's stewing now. You can drink it when you come back."

Song Wanyue: "..."

It was rare to see her speechless. Duan Baiting laughed silently and went back to the room to get her coat.

Although the temperature has warmed up today, it is still very cold at night.

They went to a private cinema, just the two of them. Song Wanyue randomly chose a brainless romance movie.

She just lay down in Duan Baiting's arms.

There are fruit plates and desserts on the side. Duan Baiting peeled a grape and fed it to her.

Song Wanyue felt that she was living a useless life where everything was provided for her.

It's a bit useless, but it's still pretty cool.

These grapes are seedless and very sweet. After she finished one, she wanted to eat more, so Duan Baiting continued to peel them for her.

As for what the movie is about, no one seems to care.

While eating, Song Wanyue asked him, "You have been with me recently. Don't you want to go back and visit me occasionally? I remember you are very busy at work."

Although there are dedicated people in charge of many things, Duan Baiting is the final decision maker, so sometimes he still needs to show up in person.

After hearing what she said, he took out a disinfectant wipe to wipe his hands and said calmly: "It's okay, I've taken care of it all."

"All of it?" She seemed a little surprised.

He was scented with nice sandalwood, and the fabric of his coat was a bit stiff, so he took it off for fear of hurting her.

With his suit open, Song Wanyue was leaning in his arms.

I could even feel his body temperature and heartbeat through his shirt.

And strong muscles.

The sense of security that I inexplicably lacked during pregnancy was now constantly replenished by his arms.

Duan Baiting smiled softly: "Why. Don't you trust me so much?"

"No." She muttered guiltily, "I'm just worried that you'll be delayed in your work because of me."

The movie volume was too loud, so he turned it down a bit.

His voice became clearer. He placed the back of his hand on the side of her face and stroked it gently, and asked her in a low voice: "Then what is the real business."

She blinked: "Work."

He smiled and asked her again: "Are you sure?"

Song Wanyue's heart suddenly rippled when he looked at her like this. In the past, I always felt that he had a pair of peach blossom eyes for nothing. They were not affectionate at all, but rather cold and gloomy.

Looking at it again now, I feel that there is love in his eyes that cannot be concealed.

She returned to his arms again, took deep breaths, and relished his scent as if she were addicted.

"Accompanying me is the most important thing."

He seemed satisfied with her answer and did not ask any more questions.

He held her in his arms and glanced at the fruit plate next to him: "Do you want to eat more?"

Song Wanyue shook her head: "No, I'm going to sleep for a while."

Duan Baiting turned off the screen directly: "Okay, go to sleep."

-After

living at home for a few days, it was soon the end of the year. Song Wanyue's belly finally started to show, but it wasn't very obvious.

Plus, in winter, the clothes are thick, so it can't be seen.

Early in the morning, my mother was busy running around and asking someone to clean up a guest room on the third floor.

Song Wanyue wondered: "Are my aunt and the others coming over?"

Her mother personally supervised the work: "Wen Yang is on vacation and will return to Shanghai the day after tomorrow. His house has been demolished, and I'm afraid he will have nowhere to stay, so I want him to come and live at home for a few days."

Song Wanyue scratched her head, thought of Duan Baiting, and looked a little embarrassed.

Well...

as expected, he's going to be jealous again.