latelenovela Chapter 105 You Will Be a Very Good Dad
Chapter 105 You Will Be a Very Good Dad
On New Year's Eve, after lunch, An Xiaoyue sat absentmindedly on the sofa in the Waterside Residence.
Her belly was protruding, and she was clearly pregnant.
When Fu Shengyang returned from giving red envelopes to the servants on duty at Fu Garden, he saw that she had a furrowed brow and empty eyes.
The agarwood bracelet in front of her was already in a box. There was a bracelet with slightly smaller beads, which was decorated with gold spacers, gold lucky beads and a vajra pendant. It was unique and exquisite.
"Not satisfied with these bracelets?" Fu Shengyang sat down next to her. "The craftsman is still here. Should we ask him to come and alter them?"
An Xiaoyue said she wanted to make agarwood bracelets, so Fu Shengyang hired a professional wooden bracelet maker to come to her home and teach her how to make them step by step.
She is meticulous and focused, and with guidance, she learns quickly, finishing all the bracelets in just one day.
An Xiao's thoughts returned, a faint sorrow lingering on her face. "No, I like them all."
It wasn't about the bracelet. He was just sitting there blankly, unlike before when he would rush to Hongshan Hall whenever he had free time.
That was what happened on New Year's Eve between my mother and my uncle.
Fu Shengyang took her hand and comforted her, "If you have any thoughts, tell your mother."
"No." An Xiaoyue shook her head; she couldn't influence her mother's decision.
“I want my mother to think more about herself. She finally escaped the clutches of illness and has the life she has today. I just want her to live for herself.”
Upon hearing this, Fu Shengyang sighed inwardly and pulled her into his arms. "Everything will be alright, take it slow."
"Ah."
An Xiaoyue looked at everything in the Waterside Residence. She was already very familiar with this place and was gradually getting used to life in Fu Garden.
Fu Shengyang was very busy, so he gave her a lot of space.
Aside from exercise and diet during pregnancy, he wouldn't restrict her in any other way.
If Mom chooses to go back to Jincheng, she will have to live alone in Beijing.
Although I can still go back to Jincheng during winter and summer vacations, it's not as convenient as it used to be.
The youngest uncle of the Leng family has already found his mother, so he certainly won't let go so easily.
Her identity—that of Leng Jiaren and Leng Shize's daughter—can never be acknowledged.
If she doesn't appear, her mother won't be constrained, and her biological father's reputation won't be damaged.
Now it's time for her to learn to let go and be independent.
She didn't want to be separated from her mother, but she also had to get used to living alone.
Fortunately, Lucky is about to be born, and Fu Shengyang will comfort her, like right now.
Even though she knew he just didn't want his emotions to affect the child, his hug made her feel less empty.
After a while, Fu Shengyang felt that she was in a better mood, so he let go of her and suggested:
"The security guard at the gate said the cloud lamp I bought for Lucky arrived the day before yesterday. Do you want to go install it together?"
Incandescent lights should not be used in the room, as they are too bright and can affect a newborn's eyes.
Fu Shengyang bought a cute cloud lamp with soft lighting online.
The color and brightness of the lights can be adjusted, and they don't need to be replaced afterwards.
"Are there any taboos today since it's a holiday?" An Xiaoyue asked.
She wasn't very familiar with any taboos associated with traditional festivals.
In the past, she always spent New Year's Eve with her mother.
They would travel to other places, stay in hotels, and participate in various local cultural and entertainment activities.
"No." Fu Shengyang gently stroked her shoulder-length hair, his eyes as tender as ever. "Let's go to Buzhichun."
It's only been five or six days since I last visited, and spring has already arrived. The place has changed again, exuding elegance and tranquility amidst its antique charm.
Many beautiful ornaments and porcelain pieces were placed in their respective locations for the Lunar New Year, and calligraphy and paintings were also displayed on the walls.
Those houses on the east side of Chundong are considered lucky.
An Xiaoyue wandered around the main house for a while before going down to the east side through the corridor.
The living room carpet was covered with baby items: small bottles, cloth picture books, and textured toys that made sounds.
Larger items such as bathtubs and bedding were disassembled and placed against the wall near the window to air out.
The living room was piled high with baby and toddler items that Fu Shengyang had carefully selected and purchased.
It is evident how intense Fu Shengyang's love for his child is.
He must have been filled with joy and anticipation when he did these things.
While looking on with surprise, An Xiaoyue picked up a set of nail clippers and examined them closely. "What's this silicone band with the small raised dots?"
"You put this on your hand to brush Lucky's gums." Fu Shengyang demonstrated to her, "When the baby is teething, you can also chill it and then massage Lucky's gums to relieve the pain."
He then picked up another silicone product and showed it to An Xiaoyue, "This is for holding fruit. When your teeth come in, you can cut the fruit into pieces and put them inside for Lucky to hold and chew on, so you don't have to worry about choking on the fruit."
An Xiaoyue noticed the light in his eyes when he shared these small items; it was the light shining from a father's love for his child.
She couldn't help but envy his good fortune, saying, "You'll be a very good father."
"I only have the status of a father if you give birth to him."
Hearing this warmed An Xiaoyue's heart. She lowered her head and remained silent, taking pictures everywhere with her phone.
Fu Shengyang prepared the tools, turned off the lights in the room, set up the ladder, and told An Xiaoyue to be careful.
"I'll install the cloud lamp, you can stand over there and play."
An Xiaoyue stood at the bedroom door, holding her phone up in the distance, "Now I can tell Lucky that Dad installed the light in your room."
As she spoke, her phone snapped a picture, capturing the moment Fu Shengyang stood on the ladder with a tool bag tucked into his waistband.
She opened the photo album; a tall, slender man stood with his chin tilted back, his gaze focused on the screws in his hands.
As An Xiaoyue watched, a certain part of her heart fluttered, and a wave of joy washed over her.
With Fu Shengyang leading her around and distracting her, evening arrived quickly.
After the family of four finished their New Year's Eve dinner, An Jiaren returned to Hongshan Hall.
An Xiaoyue, Fu Shengyang, and Fu Jinyun stayed up all night at Songtao Garden.
Fu Shengyang was pulled into playing chess by his grandfather.
An Xiaoyue was worried about her mother, but since it was a holiday, she had to keep it to herself for the time being.
She sat next to Fu Shengyang watching a Spring Festival interview program on TV.
If she encounters something she doesn't like, I'll make tea for the two of them and prepare some New Year's treats.
An Jiaren returned to Hongshan Hall, sat quietly on the sofa, and waited for the clock to strike seven.
When the minute hand pointed to twelve, she got up, picked up the champagne gold long down jacket draped over the back of the sofa, put on a black woolen hat, and prepared to leave.
At this moment, the streets are nearly deserted, with few people and vehicles.
Even though she hadn't driven for over two years, her driving skills were still excellent.
A low-key black Audi was driving through the festive night lights; this was the car that Cui's mother usually used.
There's almost no chance of opening Fu Garden; even if you search, you might not be able to find it.
Even if they find out, they can just find another excuse.
Two people who are too familiar with each other can be easy to fool, but they are not so easy to fool either. It all depends on who has a bigger contrast and who can keep their composure.