"Where’s Lin Zhong? What’s he up to!"

You have a husband, yet you boss me around instead! I’m a girl, you know! A girl! Walking down the street, my head-turning rate is seriously a hundred percent, and here I am, a girl, carrying five huge bags of stuff! Should I feel lucky or sad?

I looked at Han Wanwan with a grudge.

"Lin Zhong? He’s very busy, and besides, if he carries so much, he’ll get really tired."

I was dumbfounded for a moment and dropped the bags to the ground!

"Hmph! You care for your husband, but not me! I’m done!" With that, I turned and left!

"Hey hey hey, just kidding," Han Wanwan quickly pulled me back.

With my back to Han Wanwan, I clenched my mouth tightly to keep from laughing out loud, but my shaking shoulders gave me away.

"Great, you’re tricking me again!" Han Wanwan pouted angrily.

"Who told you not to care for me?" Hmph, that feels satisfying!

Actually, I wasn’t really mad at Han Wanwan. Lin Zhong has been busy lately, seems like he’s working on a joint project with Huang Puchen’s company, and the two of them are swamped, leaving just us two slackers!

Time slipped by quietly beside us, and by the time we returned to Han Wanwan’s house, it was already evening.

"Oh my gosh, I’m dead tired." I threw the bags on the floor and collapsed onto the sofa.

"I want fried chicken wings! Coca-Cola chicken wings!"

"Alright, alright, my lady, I’ll cook for you right away!" With that, Han Wanwan went into the kitchen and started preparing dinner.

How long has it been since I had dinner with Huang Puchen? It seems... oh, it’s only been three days... why does it feel like forever?

Let’s send Huang Puchen a text.

"What are you doing?"

No, that’s boring, delete and start over.

"Busy?"

Delete...

"Miss you."

Delete again...

"Nangong Yang!" Han Wanwan shouted from the kitchen.

I jumped up and ran into the kitchen, thinking something had happened to Han Wanwan, only to see her holding a big knife, staring at me, probably startled by my sudden entrance.

I looked at the chicken wings being tortured by Han Wanwan, "Is this what you call making chicken wings?"

"Nangong Yang?" Han Wanwan stood still, looking at me fearfully.

I instinctively glanced at Han Wanwan’s belly, "What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Han Wanwan said her stomach hurt, and I was so frightened that I immediately called Lin Zhong while taking her to the hospital.

I paced anxiously back and forth in front of the emergency room, and soon Lin Zhong arrived, followed by Huang Puchen. Lin Zhong grabbed my shoulder and asked, "How is Han Wanwan?"

At this moment, the doctor came out of the ward, and Lin Zhong strode over, "Doctor, how is my wife?"

"The situation is stable now. Just a little rest and she can be discharged, nothing serious. Are you her husband? Come with me, I have some notes to go over with you." With that, the doctor motioned for Lin Zhong to follow him.

Lin Zhong gave me a look that Han Wanwan entrusted to me, and I nodded blankly! I walked into the room and saw Han Wanwan sleeping soundly on the bed, her face flushed. Remembering her pale face in the car, clutching her stomach with beads of sweat on her forehead, I felt a chill down my spine!

Fortunately, Han Wanwan is alright. If something had really happened, I would’ve hated myself forever. Han Wanwan helped me carry a load in the afternoon; if I had known, I would have carried it myself. It’s just five bags of stuff, I’m strong enough!

Huang Puchen came over and wrapped his arm around my shoulder, "It’s alright now, don’t worry."

I said nothing, quietly watching Han Wanwan, leaning my head against Huang Puchen’s shoulder...

It was a while before Lin Zhong came in, looking dejected. Could Han Wanwan’s condition not be as the doctor had said?

"I called my mom, she’s on her way here."

"Is everything okay?" I tentatively asked Lin Zhong.

Lin Zhong took a deep breath, forcing a smile, "It’s okay."

Lin Zhong stared blankly at Han Wanwan on the hospital bed, while Huang Puchen and I exchanged a glance and stood by the bed without a word.

We stayed at the hospital until midnight, during which Han Wanwan woke up once, said a few words, and then drifted back to sleep.

Lin Zhong’s mother called, saying she was at the airport and asked Lin Zhong to pick her up.

"I’ve got this, you can go without worry," I told Lin Zhong.

"Thanks." With that, he turned and left.

"I’ll go with you," Huang Puchen patted my shoulder and followed him.

Lin Zhong looked at me, said nothing, and turned away.

Half an hour later, Lin Zhong’s mom arrived at the hospital, giving Lin Zhong a reproachful look for not taking good care of Han Wanwan. The hospital nurse complained there were too many of us, insisting only two could stay to watch over her.

When we returned home, it was already daylight. Having stayed up all night, I was exhausted and my mind was starting to go blank. After dropping me off, Huang Puchen went straight to work; even a big boss has the misery of working overtime on weekends, huh?

I turned my phone to silent mode and dove into my tender bed, snuggling in it.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already four ten in the afternoon. I checked my phone—gosh, 32 missed calls! Three from Huang Puchen, one from my mom, two from Lin Zhong, and the others are from unknown numbers.

First, I called back my mom, "Mom?"

"I was sleeping."

"I’ve been so busy lately, haven’t had time to call you."

...

"You and dad take good care of yourselves, I’ll visit when I have time."

After hanging up, I called Lin Zhong, turns out Han Wanwan had been discharged and went home. He asked me to spend more time with her.

After freshening up, I prepared to head to Han Wanwan’s house. I thought I’d call Huang Puchen on the way, but then Huang Puchen called me.

"Huang Puchen."

"Got enough sleep?"

"Yeah, I’m just about to go to Han Wanwan’s place."

"Want to grab dinner together tonight?" 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Huh? Why so sudden? Did he read my mind?

"Sure, I’ll check on Han Wanwan, then you can pick me up when you’re done."

The door to Han Wanwan’s house was ajar. Being so familiar with Han Wanwan, I didn’t bother knocking and just walked in.

"Han Wanwan, take care from now on, you gave us all a scare," It was Lin Zhong’s mother’s voice.

"Mom, I’m fine now."

"If Lin Zhong has done anything to let you down, let me know, and I’ll teach him a lesson. Tonight, I’ve made you some nourishing food. The doctor said you’re malnourished, and you’re going to be a mom soon, so you can’t be picky."

"Mm, Nangong Yang?" Han Wanwan caught sight of me standing outside. I felt like a sneaky eavesdropper and nodded to Madam Lin.

"Hello, Auntie."

"Nangong Yang, come in. When did you get here?"