Chapter 38

Extra Story – 1

I heard that women’s temper can become very bad after getting pregnant.

How is that possible?

My temper has always been good.

Take the day we failed to finalize the marriage, for example.

Du Hongting blamed me, “You’re too indifferent to me. After knowing each other for so long, you don’t even know what my mom looks like.”

I held back my anger for the sake of the child and asked with a smile, “May I ask, have you ever taken me to meet her once?”

“No.”

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“Tyhl usw pbsod xl bla rbsvsp?”

“Ls.”

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“Ls.”

“Zsw’hl yzoyup jlrv pkzldv ycswv bla, lhld bla dyxl R bye vs kdiwkal qasx xu xsx, psxlvbkdt zkjl—”

“Eydt Uwkbwy.”

“Ekvb pwnb y nbkn dyxl zkjl Yknblzzl, obs oswze byhl vbswtbv kv oyp bla, bwb?”

Pw Tsdtvkdt nsxqsavle xl, ryvvkdt xu nblpv, “Psd’v tlv wrplv.”

“I’m not angry, just reasoning with you.”

“Yes.”

“Do you think there’s any reason in what I’m saying?”

“Yes.”

“Are you blaming yourself or blaming me?”

The usually outspoken Du Hongting suddenly said, “Blaming myself.”

Well, good.

Du Hongting explained, “I thought it was a family secret, so I didn’t want to tell you.”

I asked, “What?”

Du Hongting continued, “Actually, my mom had an affair back then and abandoned both of us, father and son.”

How pitiful…

Du Hongting added, “Perhaps feeling guilty, she suddenly approached me recently, saying she wanted to compensate me.”

I said, “No, we don’t want this hypocritical compensation.”

Du Hongting said, “She mentioned investing one billion US dollars in my new project.”

I said, “…”

The next day, my mother-in-law called.

I said, “Du Hongting isn’t at home.”

Mother-in-law said, “Can I come to your house?”

I hesitated.

Mother-in-law said, “To discuss the investment.”

I said, “Sure, you can!”

We had a pleasant chat, and my mother-in-law was very happy.

Before Du Hongting came home from work, my mother-in-law’s husband, the stepfather-in-law, came to pick her up.

Stepfather-in-law asked, “Are you Meng Qiqi?”

I said, “Greetings.”

Stepfather-in-law said, “I hadn’t finished speaking on the phone, and you hung up, very impolite.”

I said, “I got too excited when I heard about the good news from my mother-in-law, so…”

Politely exchanged pleasantries for a while.

After they left, Du Hongting returned.

I said, “Your mom just came by.”

Du Hongting: “Hmm.”

Me: “Last time, she was very upset, and her husband was angry, which is why he called me.”

Du Hongting still casually responded, “Hmm.”

Me: “They invited us to dinner tomorrow.”

Du Hongting: “I’m not going.”

Me: “I already promised.”

Du Hongting: “Why?”

Me: “They are interested in my company and plan to acquire it for one billion.”

Du Hongting: “Are you stupid?”

Me: “Too much?”

Du Hongting: “Thinking of acquiring your company for a mere billion, do they think you’re easy to fool?”

Slamming the table, “Tomorrow, I’ll accompany you!”

The dinner was not pleasant, but it was lively.

My mother-in-law was very happy, stepfather-in-law was satisfied, and Du Hongting reluctantly agreed to visit when he had time.

I was the only one unhappy.

The deal for the acquisition failed because the price was not negotiated.

Late at night, Du Hongting hugged me and said, “If it weren’t for you, my mom and I wouldn’t have reconciled so quickly.”

Me: “It’s a misunderstanding. I was purely going for the acquisition.”

Du Hongting: “Thank you.”

Me: “…”

What else can I say?

One billion just flew away.

My mother-in-law gave birth to a chubby boy.

They named him Chuitui.

Thinking of Du Hongting’s nickname, Bangbang.

Bangbang, Chuitui, Bangchui Bangchui.

His mom is really a down-to-earth woman.

I decided to give the child a nickname; after all, Dog Egg 2.0 was too cumbersome.

Du Hongting said, “For a girl, it should be—”

As I was about to say “Laifu,” he said, “Princess.”

Du Hongting said, “I have a feeling it’s a little princess. Last time, when I went to Jing’an Temple with Xiaote to burn incense—”

Seeing that I was still listening, he immediately shut up, “It’s not effective if I say it out.”

Come on, everyone knows what you’re thinking.

Du Hongting is really annoying.

Once he sets his mind on something, no one can stop him.

When I was three months pregnant, we shared the good news with friends and family.

Du Hongting always said, “Remember to come for my daughter’s full-month celebration.”

I kept warning him not to speak too early, what if it’s not a girl?

He said, “Then we’ll put it back and try again.”

Do you think I’m a manufacturing plant!

As my pregnancy entered a stable period, I proposed to return to work. Being confined at home for so long was making me depressed.

Du Hongting reluctantly agreed.

I sneaked out like a pig breaking out of the pen and went to the milk tea shop downstairs.

“Give me a full set of milk tea, thank you!” I impatiently told the boss.

The boss glanced at me, “We’re out.”

Suddenly, a young lady appeared beside me: “Boss, give me a full set of milk tea.”

The boss said, “Sure.”

What’s going on?

The boss said, “Within a hundred miles, you won’t find milk tea, Mrs. Du.”

Me: “!!!”

I had no choice but to go to the company and make a cup of chrysanthemum tea.

As it was almost time to get off work, Du Hongting called, saying he wanted to pick me up by car.

I told him not to come.

He insisted on coming.

For the first time, I got angry with him: “If I told you not to come, don’t come! Traffic is heavy during rush hour, and by the time you get here, my child will be born!”

In fact, I just wanted to avoid bothering him.

He insisted that I wait.

I refused to wait.

I booked a Didi taxi.

After work, I stood at the company’s entrance and called a car.

Soon someone accepted the order.

Huh?

Driver Du, license plate 88888, Range Rover.

The car window rolled down, and Du Hongting waved, “Didn’t have to wait long, right?”

So magical!

Getting angry didn’t trigger a princess tantrum but actually brought forth a good man?

The pregnancy period was long.

I didn’t want to waste it.

I planned to apply for an MBA in October to keep up with the changes in the software industry and continue pursuing a doctoral degree.

Studying and using the brain could be considered prenatal education.

However, Du Hongting always disrupted my plans.

At the most serious moment, he used a loudspeaker against my belly and played “Für Elise.”

Some things, once experienced, happen again.

The second time, I got angry at him: “The baby’s ears haven’t even developed, and you’re playing music for his spine? Turn it off quickly, don’t disturb my studies!”

Du Hongting lowered the volume, “Is this okay?”

Me: “Turn it off.”

After hesitating for a while, he finally turned it off.

Me: “Get out.”

He pursed his lips, looking hurt.

I kicked him out directly, locked the door, and continued studying in peace.

No princess syndrome; without someone pampering, it automatically healed.

As my belly grew, sleep quality decreased.

At night, I tossed and turned.

I said, “Close all the curtains; sleeping might be better without any light coming in.”

Du Hongting immediately got up and tightly closed all the curtains.

Still couldn’t sleep.

I said, “Turn on the bedside lamp; a bit of light feels secure.”

Du Hongting immediately turned on the bedside lamp.

After several attempts.

I finally fell asleep.

However, Du Hongting got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, and when he came back, he woke me up.

As he tiptoed towards the bed like a thief—

For the third time, I got angry at him: “How can you walk silently in the middle of the night! Are you trying to scare me to death?”

Du Hongting quickly apologized, “I was just afraid of disturbing you.”

Me: “Now you’ve scared me!”

Du Hongting: “Sorry, next time I’ll make sure to be quiet!”

In the mid-pregnancy period, there was a constant stream of deliveries.

Even though there were still six months until delivery, Du Hongting started looking at lists of baby supplies, shopping online and overseas, making preparations for the prenatal stage.

Everything he bought was in princess pink.

Pink baby crib, pink baby bottles, pink baby clothes, pink diapers…

Terrifying.

And he kept buying more.

When the house was almost turning into a warehouse, I got angry at him for the fourth time: “The whole house is so cluttered that I can’t even walk! If you buy more, I’ll move out immediately!”

He remained silent.

Overnight, he had someone move everything to the villa.

After that, no more deliveries arrived at home.

I calculated and found that Du Hongting’s monthly spending on appearance alone had reached one million yuan.

This wouldn’t do.

No matter how much money we make, we need to save more for the child.

I said I would start managing the money.

Not confiscating your money.

But you have to let me know how much you spent and what you bought.

Du Hongting readily agreed.

After shopping, he would show me the receipts and vouchers.

It did help cut down on spending.

However, one day, when I was strolling through the mall, I ran into Du Hongting’s secretary.

After chatting for a bit, the secretary slipped up: “Mr. Du keeps asking me for receipts; the purchases must be men’s items, and the total must not exceed two thousand yuan.”

When I got home, I confiscated all of Du Hongting’s cards.

Maybe it was because I had an easy early pregnancy; I experienced more severe symptoms in the late pregnancy period.

I felt nauseous after eating a little, and food got stuck in my chest, unable to go up or down.

Du Hongting tried everything to cook delicious meals for me, often setting up a table with nine dishes and a soup.

But when I picked up my chopsticks, I didn’t want to eat a bite.

Clearly starving, I took two bites of rice and then rushed to the bathroom to vomit.

Facing a table full of dishes, I got angry at Du Hongting for the fifth time: “The dishes you cook are not tasty at all! Your cooking skills are terrible!”

In reality, even a five-star hotel chef couldn’t do much better.

I told Du Hongting, “I’ve been getting angry at you a lot lately. I’m sorry.”

Du Hongting said, “No, you’ve been handling it well.”

Me: “I’ll pay more attention in the future.”

Du Hongting: “You may just not have an appetite.”

I kicked him in the air: “Clearly, your cooking is bad! Don’t blame me for having no appetite!”

Du Hongting quickly tasted a dish, then spat it out, “Yeah, it’s quite bad. Don’t be angry; if I can’t cook well, I’ll buy it for you. Is there anything you want to eat now?”

Me: “You.”

Du Hongting shook his head, “No.”

Me: “The doctor said we can have some intimate moments, gentle movements won’t hurt.”

“No,” Du Hongting said seriously, “I’m afraid it wouldn’t be appropriate for our daughter to see.”

Me: “?!?”

After a while, when we were going to bed, I asked Du Hongting, “Hey, you’ve been holding back for a long time, right? Do you want to…”

But Du Hongting strongly resisted, “No.”

“Why not?”

“I don’t want our daughter’s first sight to be her dad’s…”

Me: “…”

He said, “Bear with it.”

Me: “Then what about other things… like fingers, lips, tongue? Is that okay?”

He scolded angrily, “Disgusting! How can you do such indecent things in front of our daughter?!”

For the sixth time, I got angry at him: “Then get off my bed right now! You dress so provocatively all the time and won’t let anyone touch you! From today, you’re sleeping on the floor!”

Late pregnancy.

Every day, I had to count the fetal movements.

Sometimes the baby could kick my belly into a lump with one kick.

Whenever Du Hongting had time, he would stick his face to my belly, waiting for our daughter to kick him.

I seriously doubted that in the future, even if the child pooped on his head, he would find it fragrant.

Sleeping in any position at night was uncomfortable.

Sleeping on my back felt like there were large rocks in my chest.

I usually slept on my left side, leaning against Du Hongting’s thigh.

At that time, I was quite a light sleeper, and he would stay in one position all night, afraid to move, fearing I might wake up.

It’s worth noting that before I got pregnant, he used to roll all over the bed at night.

I couldn’t help asking him, “Isn’t your leg numb?”

Du Hongting, almost motionless, seemed to be in a trance—

“Even if this leg of mine becomes useless, I will endure it.”

That’s right, that’s right.

It seems that the princess syndrome has already been cured.

The doctoral exams began.

Just before entering the exam room, I suddenly felt something unusual in my stomach.

But considering there were still a few days until the due date, I didn’t pay much attention.

I persisted until the end of the exam.

I thought I did quite well.

Feeling joyful, I walked out of the exam room, taking slightly larger steps. Du Hongting extended his arms to catch me, and at that moment, my amniotic fluid gushed out all over the exam hall.

On the way to the hospital, Du Hongting almost ran a red light. I had to reassure him, “It’s not that urgent, the pain isn’t that bad yet, and it’s still early!”

With an exaggeratedly pale face, he exclaimed, “My daughter is suffocating!”

Finally, on the delivery bed, I could endure it at first. I ate some chocolate, drank Red Bull, and played on my phone—checking Weibo and scrolling through my friends’ updates. Du Hongting was busy preparing the first clothes and diapers for our baby girl.

Unfortunately, everything he bought was in shades of pink. Approximately around two in the morning, the contractions intensified. I gritted my teeth and desperately wished to find a wall and knock myself unconscious.

Du Hongting was still encouraging me, holding my hand and saying, “Come on, you’re the bravest!”

Without thinking, I slapped him in the face, “It’s all your fault! If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be suffering like this! It’s all because of you!”

Du Hongting, looking even more pale, admitted, “Yes, it’s my fault, I’m sorry.”

The contractions became more frequent and intense. I clutched Du Hongting tightly, grabbing whatever I could, unable to distinguish which hand belonged to whom. The midwife commented sympathetically, “Oh, be gentle when you’re grabbing, your handsome husband is almost disfigured…”

Even more worried about me, Du Hongting said, “After this one, I won’t let you have any more!”

I cried loudly, feeling powerless, “I won’t give birth anymore!”

Du Hongting hastily assured me, “Okay, okay, even if it’s a boy, we won’t have more, just this one!”

Encouraged by this statement, I pushed with all my might and successfully delivered the baby. In a daze, I heard the clear cry of “wah.”

I closed my eyes, relieved. The nurse happily shouted, “Congratulations, mom and dad! It’s a boy!”