bayedsolid Chapter 424: Children are not raised by coaxing
Chapter 424: Children are not raised by coaxing
Wen Zhixia usually doesn't act coquettishly, her coquettishness is always strategic.
Fu Ruoshi disliked that she didn't like to act coquettishly and wouldn't show weakness.
Therefore, even if Wen Zhixia spoke a little softer, no matter whether it was a strategy or a true expression of feelings, someone's psychological defenses would collapse on the spot.
What's more, it happens at a special time like pregnancy.
He promised not to fight back or retort when beaten or scolded, and to do whatever he said.
"Okay, okay, let's go." He agreed without hesitation and took out his phone. "Let's go tomorrow, okay? I'll buy the plane ticket now."
Wen Zhixia succeeded with a little trick and smiled secretly with success.
"Okay, there's no rush. Aren't you going to the airport to see off Fu's guests tomorrow? I won't go."
Fu Ruoshi knew that she didn't like environments with many people and noisy conversations, so he nodded and said, "I'll go for things like this that require me to be in the spotlight. You don't have to come with me unless you want to go."
Wen Zhixia understood his thoughts and kissed him as a reward.
Fu Ruoshi drank a lot of wine tonight. He has a good alcohol tolerance and can't get drunk, but because his body temperature rose, he couldn't help but unbutton a few buttons. He looked romantic and free and easy.
After being kissed by Wen Zhixia, he finally came back to his senses from his previous busyness.
Tonight is my wedding night with her.
Thinking of this, he raised his hand and pulled Wen Zhixia over, letting her sit on his lap.
Wen Zhixia was not used to sitting like this and felt like a little pet.
She broke away from Fu Ruoshi, stood up, turned to face him, held his face in her hands, leaned over and kissed his cheek.
Fu Ruoshi felt itchy from her kiss. He grabbed Wen Zhixia's neck, pulled her closer to him, and chuckled softly, "Tease me? I can't resist temptation."
"So what if I tease you?" Wen Zhixia was fearless. "You can't have sex for three months before and after pregnancy, just bear with it."
Fu Ruoshi curled his lips, smiled wildly, grabbed Wen Zhixia's waist, leaned back, and brought Wen Zhixia to the bed.
"Hey!"
Wen Zhixia pressed on him and was about to break free, but Fu Ruoshi held her waist tightly and she couldn't move.
"If we can't have the wedding night, can't we kiss?" Fu Ruoshi was suppressed by Wen Zhixia. He smiled triumphantly, casually and unrestrainedly. His seductive eyes did not hide their temptation at all, but he only released it to her.
While Wen Zhixia was looking at him with agitated eyes, he raised his head and gently bit her lips.
The behavior is domineering, but the movements are gentle.
He didn't have the same aggressiveness and possessiveness as before, he just savored her lips gently and lingered on her scent.
As if infected by the slight drunkenness between his lips and teeth, Wen Zhixia also felt a little dizzy.
She gradually let down her guard, held his shoulders, and indulged in his kiss...
"Happy remarriage, wife."
"Have a baby soon, husband."
The spring night breeze blew into the bedroom, and the soft gauze curtains swayed in the wind...
The spring breeze and the night make people intoxicated...
The next morning.
Wen Zhixia slept until almost noon.
In the drowsy early morning, she felt Fu Ruoshi covering her with a quilt, but he was gone now.
Open the curtains and you will see the blue sea outside.
Life is about to open a new chapter, and Wen Zhixia feels a little emotional.
Finally, I have my own home.
Fu Ruoshi sent a WeChat message: [Breakfast in the kitchen]
Remembering that she had an appointment with Fan Xiaolin to see the Brooklyn Bridge in the afternoon, Wen Zhixia was about to confirm the time with her when she heard footsteps downstairs.
She opened the bedroom door and saw Song Ailing and Li Yurong.
"Sister Ling, my cousin."
Wen Zhixia felt a little embarrassed and straightened her hair. "Sorry, I just got up. Please wait for me."
"My daughter, why are you still calling me Sister Ling?" Li Yurong said with a smile, "Happy wedding! Since you've already called me Auntie, shouldn't you call me Mom?"
Wen Zhixia nodded apologetically, "Good morning, Mom."
Song Ailing responded and put the things in her hand on the sofa.
After Wen Zhixia finished washing up and packing up, she came down and saw Li Yurong taking out many health products from the shopping bag and placing them on the table one by one.
"Oh, Xiaoxia is here," Li Yurong explained when she saw Wen Zhixia coming over. "Ailing told me about your pregnancy. My daughter-in-law gave birth last year. I have more experience in this matter than she does. If you have any questions in the future, just ask me. Let's add WeChat."
Wen Zhixia nodded and scanned the QR code with her.
"Baby, this is what I mean," Song Ailing said, taking a sip of tea. "Having children is a very important matter. You young people don't understand the intricacies involved. I came here today to ask you what your plans are for the future."
Looking at her serious expression, Wen Zhixia felt inexplicably uneasy.
She knew that these wealthy families were very cautious about the issue of passing on the family line. Not only did they not know whether the baby was a boy or a girl, they were also particular about which hospital to give birth in, and on what day and what time.
"We plan to go to South America for a week first," Wen Zhixia explained truthfully, "and then Ruoshi will come back with me. My priority right now is work, and I have to evaluate my professional title in the first half of the year."
After hearing her answer, Song Ailing and Li Yurong looked at each other.
Obviously, they were a little skeptical about this answer.
"Baby," Song Ailing thought for a while and said, "I don't mind you going out to play. It's good for your mood. But you're pregnant now, and it's better for you not to maintain the same intensity at work."
"Yes," Li Yurong also said, "Working in the burn department is hard and tiring. You don't need these few months. How about having Ai Ling go to the hospital and give you a year's unpaid leave?"
Wen Zhixia's expression changed slightly.
Not to mention how her major would be neglected if she didn't work for a year, she had never thought of sacrificing her career to devote herself to her family.
Song Ailing continued, "You can take a break for half a year, or if you don't want to, I'll have them find you a less busy position where you can just drink tea and check your phone every day. They won't let you get out of your professional circle, and you can continue to publish papers and do research."
Wen Zhixia was silent for a moment.
"Mom, aunt, I'm sorry, I can't promise you."
Seeing Song Ailing and Li Yurong's surprised expressions, Wen Zhixia continued, "Mom, you've known me for a long time, but Auntie may not know me very well. I work most of the year. I love this career and it reflects my value. If I don't work, I will get depressed."
"It's not that serious," Li Yurong advised. "Zhixia, you're still young. It's not wrong to want to pursue a career, but the Fu family has always been a family where men work outside and women work inside. Look at Ailing. We're not an ordinary family. If Ruo Shi has to manage so many companies, he won't have time to take care of the children. Even if he did, can you bear to see him working non-stop and getting as tired as his father..."
She paused and said, "I'm a straightforward person, but this is the truth. In a couple, one of them always has to make sacrifices. There's no such thing as having the best of both worlds. Shouldn't a woman raise her own child herself?"
Wen Zhixia said weakly, "Aunt, Fu Ruoshi was raised by grandma..."
Song Ailing's mouth froze, but she was speechless.
What Wen Zhixia said was true. Neither she nor Fu Keming spent much time taking care of Fu Ruoshi. Fu Ruoshi was left to the nanny when he was born, and later to his grandmother. After that, he moved around to various relatives' homes.
Song Ailing took a sip of tea guiltily.
Wen Zhixia has recently learned a lot about the Fu family. She doesn’t know about the Song family, but the children of the Fu family all grew up in a wild way.
Recently, Yonglin lost his mother when he was young, Yuehan was sent to live with a host family abroad after graduating from elementary school, and Fu Ruoshi, in order to avoid his parents' quarrels, lived in many relatives' homes since he was a child...
None of them grew up being pampered or coaxed, but they all made a name for themselves.
Thinking of this, Wen Zhixia gradually gained confidence and was about to start a debate.
Suddenly, a clear voice came into the living room.
"What a little brat! Look how scared you two are."
Fu Ruoshi pushed the door open, carrying a suit. "Isn't it enough for me to sacrifice 70% and she to sacrifice 30%? Don't complicate a simple issue."
After saying that, he walked to Wen Zhixia and stood in front of her, "I've only been away for a few minutes...and you're already messing with my wife?"