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After a conspiracy is over, the conspirators have to retreat into the background. Yi Fan arranged for me to come to Fengya to work, but he just wanted me to perform a reality show and pass his parents' daughter-in-law selection test under extremely harsh conditions. Since I got an A, the ending was happy, and there was no need to stay there. So, I packed my bags and took the title of new boss of a small clothing brand, Xih, and went home unemployed again.
Of course, being unemployed this time is not as leisurely as last time, because there is one of the most cumbersome and inhumane procedures in the world called a wedding waiting for me to perform.
For example, this morning, Su accompanied me to get my wedding dress changed. She was huddled among a pile of fabrics in a small space with her computer in her arms, writing her article, and occasionally raising her head to complain and sarcastically say something.
And I stood on a small round stool and let the tailor play around like a puppet. Yes, the tailor is not the smiling shopping guide in the bridal shop who will exclaim "Wow, Miss, you are so beautiful" when you spin around narcissistically in your wedding dress, but a shopping guide with a tape measure around her neck and a hand in her hand. An uncle with a chalk, reading glasses on his eyes, and a very weird temper. But this old man who looks like a statue standing on the shelf of a cultural relics store is the designer hired by Xih with a high salary. I could only obey his orders and not dare to be disrespectful at all.
"Isn't it easy for Yi Fan? I can buy a wedding dress, but I also want a Chinese wedding. I despise people like him the most. He is neither Chinese nor foreign." Su complained.
"I told him the same thing. But he didn't do it."
"You can't do this. You're just at his mercy before you get married. What will you do in the future? It's not good for character development if one party is strong."
I was a little speechless about Su's occupational disease, so I could only explain: "That's not the case. I suggested that he cancel the Western-style wedding. Because the Chinese-style wedding was mainly for the promotion of Xi H. Previously, topics such as Wang Moqi and the mistress' superiority were used to hype up , has already fired the first shot for this brand. Now we have announced our wedding to the public and invited the media to broadcast it live, which is the second wave of development for Xih."
"Can Wang Moqi admit defeat like this? I don't think she is the kind of person who is easy to get rid of." Su pointed at the computer and said, "Look, the entertainment section is full of news about her now."
"There was a big fuss. But this matter was not completely without benefits for her. The scandals and rumors, through the marriage change and the termination of the contract by Feng Ya, pushed her from silence back into the limelight of public opinion. In addition, Feng Ya paid for With a huge amount of liquidated damages, she also gained both fame and fortune from this incident. And I must also learn to consider the overall situation. If the scandal is conducive to Xih's development, I will be willing to be mistressed ten thousand times!"
"I really admire you. You were sold and you still counted the money happily."
"Yi Fan's mother said that only when a woman has a career can she be independent, and only then can her children take her mother's surname!"
While we were talking, the tailor uncle was tossing me over and over, as if I were the flatbread on the frying spoon, tossing me several times before it came out of the pan. After turning around a few times, he suddenly tightened the waist of my cheongsam.
I was about to make another speech about Su's contemptuous look, but he choked me with all my words, leaving only an "ouch".
The uncle took out a ruler and measured my waist in an annoyed tone: "Are you fat?!"
"Huh? I don't think so." In the first half of the month, under the pressure of Yi Fan's father, I was highly nervous and anxious, but I lost a few pounds. As a result, everyone took off their masks and laughed and recognized each other and became a happy family. I thrived under the care of Yi Fan's mother. But if it falls and grows, it should be generally the same.
"Two inches!" The uncle screamed like a mouse being stepped on. "I haven't seen someone like you in so many years! No one dares to gain weight before getting married! Now you have gained two inches on your waist. Let me What to do with these clothes! No matter how much you pay, I won’t make them for you, just go.”
"It's only two inches, not much difference. Just squeeze in and you can get in." I suggested.
"My clothes are strictly based on size. An inch longer is more, and an inch less is less. This is perfect, do you understand?" The uncle yelled irritably.
"Hey, she's your boss." Su reminded in a low voice.
"You are destroying art, do you understand?"
In the end, no matter how hard Su and I tried, we were still thrown into the street by the weird uncle. I looked at Su depressedly and said, "What is this? Tell me what's wrong with him."
"Do you understand Syndrome?" Su Innocent was in a very bad mood after being implicated. She glared at me and said, "You don't have the power to intimidate employees, so why are you so embarrassed to be a boss?"
"Yi Fan's mother said that there are not many craftsmen like him now, and she wants us to offer him the same way we offer to the Bodhisattva. Offer to him... That's it."
After breaking up with Su, I returned home. Being a boss with no status but having to battle wits and courage with his employees was really draining, so I immediately threw myself on the bed and fell asleep. I wasn't woken up until Yi Fan came back from get off work.
"Is the cheongsam ready?" he asked. Seeing my confused look, he added, "How long have you been asleep?"
"I came back at noon. It was too much trouble to prepare for the wedding. The uncle who made the clothes said that I was fat and refused to help me change it. It was too energy-consuming to argue with him. Do you think I am fat?"
"It seems a bit. Get up and have dinner."
"Why should I have dinner when I'm already fat? Go to sleep!" I muttered, turned over and continued to sleep.
In the middle of the night, I felt a sinking sound next to the bed and someone came up. I glanced at the watch drowsily, it was almost one o'clock.
"Have you just finished your work?" I asked vaguely, "You are tired, go to bed quickly."
"You're not tired, madam, how about you?"
"Still sleepy, so sleepy."
"How about we do some exercise to wake up?" Yi Fan suggested enthusiastically in a voice that was not at all as excited as he should be late at night.
I weakly pushed away the restless hand: "Don't make trouble, I don't want to exercise."
"Then can't I move?" The hand searched diligently up and down again.
No matter what, just do whatever you want... I thought vaguely, and went to meet Duke Zhou again. After a while, I woke up again after not sleeping much, and felt that hand making gestures on my lower abdomen.
"What are you doing? If you want to exercise, do it quickly. If you don't do it, sleep!" I protested.
Yi Fan hugged me from behind: "We won't exercise anymore. We won't exercise anymore. Go to sleep."
The next morning, I was woken up by a delicious breakfast.
Yi Fan held the plate of fried eggs and circled it in front of my nose. I followed the plate in a cooperative manner, then grabbed it and ate it.
"Is it delicious?" Yi Fan asked.
"Anything else?" I asked.
Yi Fan calmly looked at the empty plate in my hand and asked, "When did you start eating so much? In the past, one was enough, but now you are crying for two?"
"Maybe your parents' stomachs have grown bigger. Aunt Zhang's cooking is delicious. Why, I can't bear to eat your fried eggs!" I turned around and said in a feigned way.
"Eat, eat," he patted my head, "No one will stop you from eating dinosaur eggs if you like. But don't go out today, just have a good rest at home."
I nodded obediently: "Yeah, that's fine. Preparing for the wedding is a lot of work, and I feel like I won't be able to recover after sleeping for several days."
At noon, while I continued to be immersed in a semi-conscious state, I vaguely saw Yi Fan standing next to my bed with a person.
I tried hard to open my eyes and get up, but found that my body was very heavy and my limbs were out of control and I couldn't use any strength.
"Xiaobei, you don't have to get up. The doctor works very quickly." He held me down and said, "Just keep sleeping."
The man called the doctor quickly stepped forward to draw my blood. Yi Fan tucked me in, and the two of them left quickly. This series of activities was as fast as a dream, so in my dream I continued to write a cliché story about an evil alien doctor draining the blood of Earth women and creating a super virus to kill humans. Unfortunately, in my dream, Yi Fan turned into a dinosaur egg covered with purple spots.
In the evening, I finally woke up. When I opened my eyes, I saw Yi Fan's face approaching me, and I was startled.
He looked at me with a weird smile.
"You, what did you do to me?" I thought of the doctor who took people's blood while they were sleeping. "Why did you ask someone to take my blood? And you did it secretly?"
Yi Fan said nothing, picked me up and carried me to the restaurant.
A table of delicious food.
"I made it myself. What do you want to eat?" He hugged me and asked softly in my ear.
After being cruelly tempered by living alone overseas as a teenager, Yi Fan's cooking skills are simply superb. Coupled with the careful cooking, the meals on this table are full of color, fragrance and delicacies. Screw the weight loss, screw the wedding dress, how can you miss such delicious food! So I rolled up my sleeves and shouted: "Let me do it myself!" I was ready to be attacked by a hungry tiger. But sitting in Yi Fan's arms had too much influence on his performance.
He held me tightly and awkwardly held the vegetables in front of me while standing between me, insisting on feeding them to me.
After eating a shellfish that was put to my mouth, I became depressed: "I don't want you to feed me! It's too laborious. Even after eating, I won't stop."
He kissed me and said lightly: "I'm not feeding you, I'm feeding my son."
"If mom doesn't have enough to eat, how can she have a son! Be good and let your sister eat. Only when she is full can she have the strength to give you a son."
Yi Fan touched my belly ambiguously and smiled evilly.
I concentrated on fishing for a crystal ball in the bowl, without paying attention to his hand that was touching it.
"Your dissatisfaction depends on the occasion and location. You don't talk when you eat or sleep, and you don't want to be careless, you know?"
He frowned slightly and said with a sad expression on his face: "Yes, I will indeed be dissatisfied with my desires. I will be abstinent for more than eight months, what should I do?"
Then he put his ear to my belly and said, "Son, what do you think dad should do?"
"Clang" The spoon I stretched out to pick up the meatballs hit Yi Fan's head and bounced to the ground.
Yi Fan glanced at me: "Son, your mother is going to murder your father - with a spoon."
"I... you... what did you say? You mean... I'm pregnant? Legendary, pregnant?!"
Yi Fan hugged me and nodded: "You finally realized it. If you don't understand anymore, I just want a doctor to check your nerves. You're too slow!"
It's not that I'm slow, but my menstrual period has always been inaccurate. This time I just thought it was a delay caused by excessive work pressure a while ago, and I didn't think about pregnancy at all. Yi Fan's parents didn't misjudge me, I was really good at giving birth.
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"Ah, what can I do? The wedding invitations and everything have been sent out, and they can't be changed." This kind of unexpected event that was not part of my life plan made me panic too much.
"Fool, it's okay. Weddings and other things can be held as usual. It's only been a month, so it doesn't matter what you do. Of course, if you're tired, you can postpone it."
"Just one month? There's no problem." No, there is a problem. There is a big question hovering in my mind, ready to drop a pill at any time.
"Quick! Block the news from my dad and don't reveal any news about my pregnancy to him!" I shouted.
"You can't let your dad know? Why? I think this is a happy event." Yi Fan asked in confusion.
"He is that kind of stubborn old feudal type. He can teach half a class if someone kisses in public at school. If he finds out that I am pregnant out of wedlock, he can come over and scold me to death."
"So serious?" Yi Fan asked doubtfully.
I nodded swornly: "You can't beat him in a single fight, but he may search for you all over the world and beat you up in a group."
"This... then wait a moment." Yi Fan finally put me back on the chair and walked out of the restaurant quickly.
When Yi Fan and I were having a heated discussion about the names of boys and girls, how many red envelopes should I receive when I turn 100, Su came over, threw me a phone as soon as I walked in, and shouted: "Answer the phone. !”
"What?"
"Your dad couldn't find you on the phone, so he called me. He asked me to come over and see if you are still alive!"
I carefully picked up the phone and before I put it to my ear, I heard someone yelling on the phone: "Guan Xiaobei! Do you think I can't find you if you turn off the phone!!"
"I didn't turn off my phone." I wondered.
Over there, Yi Fan crept out of the kitchen with a bowl of soup in his hands, and then tiptoed to get back, but was caught by Su's grasping hand and kept at the scene.
"What's going on with the child! What's going on with Yi Fan! Call that brat over here! I want to ask him personally. I knew he was unreliable."
"Dad, don't be so excited. When to have a child is just a procedural matter. The time is different, but the result is the same."
"That's the same shit!" The old man got excited and swore, "Have you two obtained the certificates now? If you don't have the certificate, you are living together illegally. I can let you leave him at any time!"
What an unreasonable old man, he still insists on making people turn into rice even when the rice is ripe! In the end, it took me more than an hour to comfort this crazy old man and hung up the phone. I looked at Yi Fan in confusion and asked, "Did you tell my dad?"
"I..." He looked at the ceiling wanderingly and muttered, "I just made a phone call to announce the good news."
My face fell.
Yi Fan replied with some guilt: "I didn't tell too many people. Your parents were not at home at the time. Someone, said to be your father's student, answered the phone."
"Not many people? Who else?"
"My parents, and of course my eldest brother and sister-in-law."
"besides?"
"Su, she will know sooner or later anyway. Fatty... Well, she may have told Luoluo. They are all your sisters. Good news needs to be shared, right?"
I thought about it carefully: "You mean, my relatives and friends knew the news at the first time? Even earlier than the mother of the child? It's so cool. Why didn't you announce it at the board of directors? It's better to tell the media Please come and hold a press conference."
Yi Fan said hesitantly: "Well, they may already know. I was excited and accidentally sent a group text message, so... the effect is probably about the same."
So, the news that this girl was pregnant before marriage is already known to everyone
I sat slumped on the sofa, and the street scenes of Shanghai in the 1920s and 1930s flashed before my eyes. Amidst the dinging sound of the tram, the little newsboy shuttled among the crowds of traffic, shouting crisply: "Extra number, extra number! Guan Xiaobei got pregnant before we were married and got married!" At the corner cafe, two uncles greeted the newsboy and threw down two coins. The child thanked him and handed him two newspapers. They looked at the photo on the cover and sighed: "Tsk, tsk, the Yi family is really good. They use this kind of thing to hype up. From my point of view, if you want to use your children to keep a man, this woman will probably have no status with the man." Another man took out his pipe and took a puff and said, "I don't think that's the case. There's probably a secret behind it." The first man asked, "A hidden secret? I think the secret is that the relationship between these two people has reached an impasse." He pointed at the newspaper. The photo on the photo said, "Look, this is called harmony in appearance and separation in spirit." The man smoking a pipe blew out a gorgeous smoke ring, shook his head and said, "No, no. I think they want to receive double red envelopes!" "