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Sometimes it was a dress, sometimes snacks, and sometimes it was an attractive comic book…

Xu Chaomu had asked Shen Chi why Shen Di never came home, and Shen Chi simply said that she wasn’t in good health and couldn’t travel long distances.

Overseas was quiet with fewer people, which made it suitable for recuperation, so Shen Di would probably settle down abroad from now on.

After Zhou Ran and Shen Cexian divorced, Zhou Ran did go live with Shen Di for a while.

“Dr. Wen, see those flowers in the vase? They were given to me by Shen Chi. Have you ever given flowers to a girl?”

Xu Chaomu pointed to a bouquet of lilies in the living room.

In fact, those were not from Shen Chi; Shen Chi, that kind of unromantic man, would never give her flowers.

It was just the butler who had bought them this morning, and now she was teasing Wen Zhiyuan on purpose.

“What do you think?”

Wen Zhiyuan smiled and tossed the question back to Xu Chaomu.

“Definitely have, Shen Chi said you had a girlfriend in C City five years ago. I don’t believe you’ve never given flowers.”

Wen Zhiyuan just smiled and did not speak.

Five years ago, when he returned to the country, he had indeed told Shen Chi he met a girl.

But it was all just an excuse, and over the following five years, he hadn’t married.

“Dr. Wen, you’re ignoring me. Do you only like talking to Shen Chi and not to me?”

“Not at all, I’ve given flowers before,” Wen Zhiyuan said indifferently.

Xu Chaomu always felt this man had many secrets in his heart, but she had no way of uncovering them.

However, when Shen Chi came back, she could ask him.

She refused to believe that a man in his thirties had never been in love.

Xu Chaomu listened to him talk about his time studying in Australia for quite a while, but every time the conversation turned to Shen Di, he either remained silent or skillfully avoided the topic.

Xu Chaomu talked about the fun she had in Paris while he talked about Australia.

As the saying goes, “Familiarity breeds comfort,” and so she and Wen Zhiyuan gradually began to talk more freely.

He wasn’t very talkative, but he always listened quietly when Xu Chaomu spoke, or he would just smile slightly.

Xu Chaomu was a chatterbox, and there were so many things these days that she had no one to share with, so she told it all to Wen Zhiyuan.

Like job interviews, like arguing with Shen Chi.

Of course, she was bound to say a bunch of bad things about Shen Chi.

She wasn’t worried that Wen Zhiyuan would tell Shen Chi.

“Dr. Wen, my baby is three months now, can I worry less?”

As she spoke, Xu Chaomu brought up the topic of the child again.

“It’s just been three months, you should still be cautious, but you don’t have to be too nervous.”

“I’ll go to the hospital for a checkup in a few days.”

“You should, have Shen Chi accompany you.”

“He’s got his hands full, very busy,” Xu Chaomu pouted.

So busy that even his text messages to her contained only one character— she wouldn’t dare to bother him.

“No matter how busy he is, if you say the word, he will accompany you,” Wen Zhiyuan said with a smile.

Xu Chaomu didn’t believe it.

After chatting with Wen Zhiyuan for a while, seeing that it was getting late, he stood up.

“Chaomu, remember to ensure you get enough sleep and rest well.”

“Dr. Wen, I’ve heard that it’s hard to sleep in the later stages of pregnancy.”

“Yes, in the later stages, whether you lie flat or on your side, you’ll find it uncomfortable.”

“It’s tough,” Xu Chaomu lamented for herself first.

But thinking of the baby in her belly, she still felt very happy.

In the future, she would have a little one to keep her company.

As she saw Wen Zhiyuan off from the Shen Family home, he waved at her: “You go back inside, it’s easy to catch a cold just after a bath.”

“Wait, Dr. Wen, do you think my baby is a boy or a girl?” Xu Chaomu asked with a smile.

Her eyes curved into crescents, radiating the tender love of a mother.

Moonlight showered upon her face, making Xu Chaomu appear extraordinarily gentle at that moment.

The pearl hairpin on her head sparkled under the streetlight’s glow, showcasing a tranquil Xu Chaomu.

“Want to know? I can take you to the hospital and see my friend.”

Xu Chaomu waved her hand again: “Never mind, in a few months, I’ll know.”

“Hmm,” Wen Zhiyuan smiled.

Xu Chaomu was curious, but she thought it better to keep a bit of mystery.

She had a slight preference for a daughter because daughters tend to be closer to their mothers.

If she had a son and he inherited Shen Chi’s bad temperament, she wouldn’t have any peace in the future.

A grown man and a little one, wouldn’t they wear out all her patience?

After Wen Zhiyuan left, Xu Chaomu returned to her room, not lingering outside the villa any longer.

Being out in the wind for too long was ultimately not good.

She walked around the house for a while and then continued knitting her sweater.

The pink sweater was already taking shape; when the baby was born, it would be able to wear the sweater she knitted by hand.

The timing would be just right for the season.

However, the scarf she began knitting for Shen Chi had only just started; perhaps it would be finished by the time winter arrived?

Xu Chaomu thought that since she was knitting him a scarf, perhaps he should reciprocate by the time it was finished?

She sat on the sofa, knitting the sweater while watching videos.

After about half an hour, feeling extremely sleepy, she started packing up, preparing to go to bed.

Before going to sleep, she made a phone call to Yu Weiwei.

“Miss Weiwei, are you busy?” asked Xu Chaomu.

“Just got off work,” Yu Weiwei’s voice sounded somewhat somber.

“What’s wrong, not happy?” Xu Chaomu blinked.

“No, just tired from work. The new girls at the research institute are all such a headache.”

“That doesn’t sound like it. There’s nothing you need to hide from me. Tell me, who bullied you? I’ll go there right now.”

“Big-bellied lady, you should just take good care of yourself. If anything happened to you, I couldn’t bear the responsibility; Shen Chi would come after me with a knife.”

“What big-bellied lady, I don’t even look pregnant, alright. Don’t try to change the subject, tell me, who bullied you?”

Based on Xu Chaomu’s understanding of Yu Weiwei, if Yu Weiwei was feeling down, it must be because she’d been bullied.

But with Yu Weiwei’s temperament, probably the only person who could make her feel down was one particular man.

“It’s nothing,” Yu Weiwei didn’t want to worry Xu Chaomu.

“Are you going to tell me, or should we stop being friends?”

“I really can’t do anything about you,” Yu Weiwei sighed. “Actually, it’s nothing much, Li Beiting has been calling me every day recently.”

“Did he say something unpleasant?”

“Not really, he said he misses me.”

“Do you miss him?”

“Not at all,” Yu Weiwei said without hesitation.

Xu Chaomu clicked her tongue in wonder. When Yu Weiwei said “not at all” so decisively, it meant that deep down, she definitely did miss him.