Chapter 74: Extra Story

Jiang Xingxing agreed with Shang Jie that they would try for a baby together in the spring of the following year.

However, as spring turned into summer, there was still no news of a child.

Their mothers, Mei Yu and Fan Yazhen, seemed even more anxious than the couple themselves. Every few days, they would invite various traditional Chinese medicine doctors to prescribe herbal remedies to help regulate Jiang Xingxing’s body.

The doctors speculated that Jiang Xingxing might have suffered from cold exposure as a child, causing lingering cold energy in her body, which made conception difficult.

This wasn’t something that could be rushed—it required careful, gradual treatment.

Of course, Shang Jie, who was eager to become a father, maintained an air of calm in front of their mothers.

“There’s no rush. Xingxing is still young.”

“Mom, don’t stress over this. Whether we have a child or not doesn’t change anything.”

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One morning, before dawn, Jiang Xingxing noticed that someone had gotten up early. After dressing neatly, Shang Jie left the house alone, without even bringing Lin Chuan along.

Curious, Jiang Xingxing followed him all the way to the hospital entrance.

On the hospital lobby wall, a row of bold red characters read:

“Actually, men need more care.”

Jiang Xingxing was speechless.

He… he… he actually went to the andrology department!

Queuing, registering, waiting for his number, entering the consultation room, and undergoing tests—all while maintaining a stony expression. Shang Jie remained silent throughout, carrying a heavy sense of impending doom as he awaited the results.

After an entire morning of various lab tests and examinations, he finally received the diagnosis. Sitting alone on a bench outside the consultation room, he let out a deep sigh of relief.

With everything settled, Shang Jie began plotting how to deal with that damn Lin Chuan for daring to doubt him.

Just then, a middle-aged man beside him spoke up, “Brother, how is it? What’s the issue?”

Shang Jie: “No issues.”

The man, thinking Shang Jie was just trying to save face, patted his shoulder, “Don’t be discouraged, it’s okay. If you don’t say anything, no one will know.”

“With today’s advanced medicine, there are definitely solutions. Don’t give up—keep trying!”

Shang Jie: …

Thanks a lot.

Just as he was about to get up, he spotted Jiang Xingxing leaning against the white hospital wall in the corridor, looking at him with a helpless expression.

The middle-aged man saw her too and chuckled, “Oh no, your wife caught you.”

He shot Shang Jie a sympathetic “Brother, I feel for you” look before silently walking away.

Shang Jie quickly hid the diagnosis report behind his back and feigned composure, “Why are you here?”

“I came to see a doctor,” Jiang Xingxing shrugged. “What a coincidence.”

Coincidence, my ass.

“What illness are you seeing a doctor for at the andrology department?”

Jiang Xingxing stopped playing along and asked directly, “What did the doctor say? Let me see.”

Shang Jie said, “It’s my issue. It has nothing to do with you.”

“Really?”

“Really. The doctor said I’ve been working too hard, so the quality isn’t good, making conception difficult.”

Jiang Xingxing’s tense expression eased significantly. She had been feeling guilty, thinking the problem was on her side. Now that she knew she wasn’t the issue, she felt much more at ease.

Holding his hand, she walked out of the hospital with him and reassured him, “Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone—not my parents, not your parents, and definitely not Lin Chuan.”

Shang Jie smiled gently, “Mm.”

“You have to rest more and not overwork yourself. Starting tomorrow, I’ll make you chicken soup every day to nourish your body.”

“Okay.”

After a moment of thought, Shang Jie added, “The herbal remedies my mom got for you—you don’t need to drink them anymore. They smell too bitter.”

“Alright.”

As long as the issue wasn’t with her, anything was negotiable. That medicine was truly awful; she hadn’t wanted to drink it for a long time.

“Actually, it’s okay if we don’t have children.” Jiang Xingxing looked at Shang Jie with deep affection. “I don’t mind at all.”

Shang Jie chuckled and said, “I mind even less. From now on, I’ll treat you like my precious daughter and spoil you just the same.”

That night, after Shang Jie had fallen into a deep sleep, Jiang Xingxing quietly crept over to his desk. She carefully pulled out the diagnosis report that he had buried beneath a stack of documents.

The results were not as he had claimed.

The report indicated that all of his health indicators were completely normal.

He had no issues at all.

Jiang Xingxing gazed at the man sleeping soundly in bed, her eyes turning slightly red.

He must have known she had followed him. He had deliberately gone to the hospital for a checkup just to ease her guilt and spare her from unnecessary treatments.

Jiang Xingxing accepted his kindness without exposing the truth. She stopped seeking medical remedies and decided to let nature take its course.

And as fate would have it, sometimes the best things happen when you stop trying too hard.

The following autumn, when she saw the two bold lines on the pregnancy test, she let out a long, relieved sigh.

Finally, she could put an end to his relentless “beastly behavior” every few days!

Now that their intimacy no longer had to be about making a baby, they could focus purely on enjoyment. But instead of calming down, Shang Jie became even wilder. His stamina and endurance in this area were simply astonishing. If anyone ever claimed he had a problem, Jiang Xingxing would never believe it—not even if she was beaten to death.

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In the conference room, a subordinate was delivering a work report.

Shang Jie’s phone screen lit up. He glanced at it absentmindedly—Jiang Xingxing had sent him a picture of two bold lines.

Along with the message: “Hello, Daddy Shang.”

For a moment, his mind went completely blank. His entire being froze.

Daddy?

Shang Jie suddenly shot up from his seat.

The abrupt movement scared the presenting employee so badly that they slipped and fell under the table.

“President Shang! I—I didn’t do well! I was wrong! I’ll rewrite the report!”

Shang Jie murmured, “Xingxing and I… we’re having a baby.”

The people around him didn’t catch what he said and just stared at him in confusion.

Then his face lit up with joy, and he raised his voice, “I’m going to be a dad!”

“Ah! That was sudden!”

“Congratulations!”

The room erupted in cheers, while the poor employee who had fallen under the table clutched their chest, breathing a deep sigh of relief, feeling as if they had just narrowly escaped death.

Shang Jie bolted out of the office building in one breath.

In the distance, the sky was overcast, and light snow mixed with drizzle began to fall—just like the night he first met her.

Jiang Xingxing’s car was parked downstairs. The window rolled down, and she smiled at him—like a rainbow emerging after the rain.

Shang Jie took a deep breath of the fresh air, trying to calm the exhilaration surging in his chest.
At that moment, his heart was at peace.

He smiled back at her.

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Sansukini: We’re so close to the end. I’ll miss this one. I haven’t found the mood to start another one yet because I was translating 4 novels at the same time a few weeks ago, and I found it really tiring. But I’ve got an period novel and a smut coming up. Let’s all enjoy the few extras left, shall we.

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