[Wrong Elevator, Wrong Door] (171-180) Author: No Cat Under Heaven

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Chapter 171 Proposal

Ye Lan left, and Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu faced each other. Yan Yu's first question was, "
Cheng Xiaoyu , is the child in your belly mine?"

A hint of annoyance flashed across Cheng Xiaoyu's face, but Yan Yu was relieved after just one glance. Cheng Xiaoyu wasn't
the kind of woman who acted casually. Besides, during the time they were together, she always made excuses about not using protection,
saying she was in her safe period or that she had already taken medication. With her slightly absent-minded personality, how could she possibly calculate
the safe period ? Yan Yu didn't believe her at all.

Yan Yu continued, "How many months pregnant are you? How can you be so bold, running around everywhere while pregnant? Do you know that
this is bad for the baby? Have you gone to the hospital for a checkup?" As Yan Yu spoke, he reached out to touch Cheng Xiaoyu's
belly .

Cheng Xiaoyu slapped Yan Yu's hand away. "Don't touch this, it's my child."

Yan Yu was furious. "You think you can have a child all by yourself? Cheng Xiaoyu, you're so awful! You found out you were pregnant and left
without a word , saying you'd talk about it when you got back to Hecheng. What do you take me for, a sperm bank? What if I
couldn't find you? Would you just give birth in this shabby little place?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "I didn't do it on purpose. I didn't even know I was pregnant when I left. I
left , and that's it. Why are you coming back? You have a wife and a child. You can't be so greedy. What more do you want?"

Yan Yu said, "What do you want? You have such short legs, and all you do is run away when something happens!"

Cheng Xiaoyu was also angry. Although the nickname "elephant legs" had been gone for many years, and her legs were now slender,
fair, and very beautiful, they were indeed not long. Cheng Xiaoyu always felt a little envious whenever she saw long-legged beauties.
Cheng Xiaoyu, no longer caring about prenatal education, put her hands on her hips and said, "You have long legs, get lost. It's no use you coming to me,
you heartless married man!"

Yan Yu glared at her and said, "Cheng Xiaoyu, you're leaving because of the child, right? You think I'm the child's father
and you're too embarrassed to get involved with me anymore, is that it?"

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't say anything.

"Then why did you get together with me in the first place? I'm still Fang Fei's husband! Just because I don't have children doesn't mean you're not
breaking up someone else's family? Or were you waiting for me to divorce Fang Fei?"

Cheng Xiaoyu stomped her foot. "Shut up! What do you mean I'm waiting for you to divorce her? You're the one who keeps bothering me, and I...
I just pity you. I've already decided to find a time to cut ties and make things clear.
It has nothing to do ."

Yan Yu said, "If you want to break up with me, just say so. Why did you have to quit your job, not get your rent back, give all your furniture
to your friends, and even give away your Snoopy? I'm not a monster. If you were really determined to
break up with me, even if I appeared in front of you every day, you wouldn't do anything. Why did you have to run away like this?"

Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help but cry again. "Why are you forcing me like this? I admit I can't let go of you, I can't forget
what happened before, and now I regret it to death. Is it all my own fault that you're happy? Do you think you've
gotten revenge ?" Cheng Xiaoyu cried... She squatted down, hugging her knees and burying her face in her legs. "I just need one child.
I won't bother you and Fang Fei. Do you really want me to have nowhere to go before you're happy? That won't
make me happy at all."

Yan Yu looked down at Cheng Xiaoyu. "If only you had known this would happen. I begged you so much, but you still left. You
clearly promised me we'd discuss the child together. If you hadn't secretly aborted the child, we
'd be married by now."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "You think you're the only one suffering? You think I'm not in pain? Yan Yu, I'm
a hundred times more in pain than you. You have no idea. I made a mistake, but I'm not a god.
Would ?"

Yan Yu looked at Cheng Xiaoyu squatting on the ground, her shoulders heaving from crying. How could she cry
like this ? Yan Yu sighed and squatted down. "Fine, I'm at my wit's end with you. Don't cry, let's
go back."

Cheng Xiaoyu looked up. "Where to?"

"Come back to Rongcheng with me."

"I don't want to!" Cheng Xiaoyu wiped away her tears. "Don't you understand what I'm saying? I left
back then, and now I'm going back to be your concubine? I, Cheng Xiaoyu, am not that cheap."

Yan Yu sighed helplessly. "How about I make you my first wife?"

Cheng Xiaoyu blinked her red, tear-filled eyes. "What do you mean?"

"I mean you have to come back and marry me. How can my child be an illegitimate child?"

"You mean... you want to divorce Fang Fei?"

Yan Yu looked at her. "If I divorce Fang Fei and then get back together with you, will you agree?"

Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't speak. She knew she should firmly refuse, but she had experienced
the heartache all too clearly over the past three months. After a long while, she shook her head with difficulty. "No, that
won't do ."

Yan Yu sighed again, ruffling her medium-length hair. "Cheng Xiaoyu, you're such a stubborn
person . I lied to you before. I didn't marry Fang Fei. You've ruined my marriage.
Will you come back with me now?"

"Are you kidding me?! If you're not married, where did your child come from?"

"That's my sister's child. I really don't know what you were thinking, actually believing it was my son. Who would take a one-
year-old child and run around between two cities? Don't you have any doubts when you go back?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was so shocked she forgot to cry. "But... that child looks a lot like you."

"A nephew resembles his uncle, what's so strange about Xiao Xu looking like me?"

Cheng Xiaoyu frowned. "You're confusing me! One minute you're calling him your son, the next your nephew, I
have no idea which is true and which is false."

Yan Yu laughed. "Then do you dare to go register with me? The Civil Affairs Bureau isn't just sitting around doing nothing, they can't make me
commit bigamy, can they?"

Cheng Xiaoyu got angry at Yan Yu's smile and suddenly stood up, saying, "You're still laughing, what's so funny
... Ah!" Because she had been squatting on the ground for too long, her legs had gone numb without her realizing it, and Cheng Xiaoyu
sat down on the ground after only standing up halfway.

Yan Yu's expression changed, and he quickly leaned over to support her, "Is your stomach okay?"

The beach was covered in golden sand, and although Cheng Xiaoyu had fallen to the ground, she was not seriously injured. She looked at Yan...
Yu said, "You didn't lie to me about any of this?"

Yan Yu said, "Absolutely not."

Cheng Xiaoyu pushed Yan Yu again in anger, "If you didn't lie to me, you're a bastard! You're happy to see your conscience
tormenting , aren't you?"

Yan Yu helped her up and said, "Little darling, do you know you're pregnant now? You just acted like that, aren't you
afraid of something bad happening?"

Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes reddened, and she pushed his hand away, saying, "You really went too far, you know I... you went too
far ."

Yan Yu said, "Didn't you say you had a boyfriend when you first met me? You left so heartlessly
, and I didn't even get married because of you. I feel ashamed just thinking about it. I deliberately tried to anger you. You little
ostrich, you'll never know how to cherish something until you lose it, making people hate you to the core." Yan Yu really
resented . He imagined countless times the scene of Cheng Xiaoyu kneeling on the ground, hugging his legs, crying and saying she regretted it, only then could he
feel a little better. But look at what he's saying now, nine out of ten sentences sound like explanations and pleas for forgiveness. Sigh,
whatever she has a child now, so she'll let him

off this time. Cheng Xiaoyu bit her lip, stood up, and turned to walk back. He actually lied to her like that; just thinking about it made her
angry . And suddenly knowing so much, she needed time to process it all.

Yan Yu also stood up and called out to Xiaoyu.

Cheng Xiaoyu said sullenly, "Don't call me, let me have some peace and quiet."

"Cheng Xiaoyu, let's get married."

The sky was crystal clear, the sea a deep blue, and the waves crashed onto the beach with a resounding crash. Only
Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu were on the wide coastline.

Cheng Xiaoyu turned to look at Yan Yu, "If we could get married, we would have done it long ago. Why wait until now?"

"Then let me ask you, do you still plan to get married in this lifetime?"

Cheng Xiaoyu remained silent.

Yan Yu continued, "Anyway, I probably won't marry anyone else in my life except you. It's not that I haven't
thought about forgetting you. Back then, Fang Fei and I even set a wedding date, but it still didn't work out. We've been on
and off for so many years, can't you really see that if we keep wasting time like this, we'll get old. I still
stand by what I said three years ago: let bygones be bygones, let's start over, raise our child together, and grow old together.
Are you willing, Cheng Xiaoyu?"

Cheng Xiaoyu still looked at Yan Yu without speaking.

Yan Yu felt a little embarrassed and annoyed when Cheng Xiaoyu didn't respond. "
Can't ? I'm telling you, you have to be willing whether you want to or not. I can't let my child
call another man 'Dad,' and besides, you already owe me a child."

Cheng Xiaoyu wiped away her tears and nodded, "I'm willing."

The originally domineering Yan Yu was stunned by these words, coughed, and felt a little embarrassed and excited,
not knowing what to say.

Cheng Xiaoyu walked towards Yan Yu, took his hand and placed it on her slightly protruding belly.
A sweet smile appeared on her face, which was streaked with glistening tears. "Yan Yu, I'm willing to marry you, I am." (

Extra Chapter: Fang Fei)

Two and a half years ago, in Rongcheng, at Madam Yun's Wedding Photography Studio.

Yan Yu and Fang Fei had lunch and then came to take wedding photos. Today's photos were only for the indoor shots
; Fang Fei said she wanted to take the outdoor shots in the Maldives. Yan Yu agreed, although he wasn't particularly enthusiastic. However, women all love taking
wedding photos, and he should fulfill Fang Fei's wish.

Fang Fei was choosing a dress. She picked out two different but equally beautiful wedding gowns and hesitated, unsure which
one to choose. The photo studio's saleswoman smiled and said, "Ms. Fang, you have fair skin and a great figure; you'll look beautiful in any of these."

Fang Fei smiled and picked up two dresses, asking Yan Yu, who was sitting on the sofa, "Which one do you like?"

Yan Yu glanced at them, "They're both nice; it's up to you."

Ever since the two families started discussing the wedding, Yan Yu had always had this nonchalant attitude. Furniture,
decorations, guest lists, honeymoon itinerary—almost everything was handled by Fang Fei alone. It wasn't that Yan Yu wasn't involved,
but his attitude was as if it weren't his responsibility. Fang Fei had argued with Yan Yu about these things several times, but her
mother always advised her that Yan Yu was a man destined for great things, and these small matters were something women should worry about,
so Fang Fei had to let it go. Although Yan Yu's attitude displeased her, Fang Fei was a person of pride; she refused to
argue , so she remained silent and casually chose the strapless wedding dress.

Fang Fei followed the receptionist into the fitting room to change into her wedding dress. Yan Yu glanced at his watch; makeup alone had taken over an
hour, and now they were only just starting to change. Taking wedding photos was truly a hassle. The watch Yan Yu was wearing was
the one Cheng Xiaoyu had given him for Christmas that year. Fang Fei had also given him a watch for his birthday this year; he accepted it and
thanked her. Later, when Fang Fei asked him why he wasn't wearing it, he only said he'd wear this one until he was tired of it, but he hadn't
changed it .

Soon, Fang Fei came out in her wedding dress. Yan Yu looked at her, his mind drifting to
what another person would look like in a wedding dress. He imagined her walking towards him with a shy smile.
With her delicate appearance, she looked more like a beautiful little princess than a bride… Yan Yu stopped his wild thoughts
and smiled , "Very beautiful."

Women are naturally able to tell if a man is sincere when he says you're beautiful, so Fang Fei
didn't say anything, only lifting her dress and sitting down on the sofa.

Seeing Fang Fei's displeased expression, Yan Yu knew he had been careless and neglectful again, so he could only smile and squeeze her
hand. "What's wrong?"

Fang Fei pulled her hand away, lowered her eyes, and said, "Yan Yu, do you really want to marry me?"

Yan Yu was taken aback, then laughed, "Of course I do. People say women have pre-wedding jitters. Let me see
if you have it." He then rubbed Fang Fei's cheek. Yan Yu wasn't just being perfunctory. Both sets of parents
hoped they would get married as soon as possible, but he had always refused to agree readily. In the end, he still abandoned his pride and went to Liucheng to find Cheng Xiaoyu,
but when Cheng Xiaoyu learned of his engagement, she just silently stared at a cup of coffee. This time, Yan Yu was truly resigned. He was thirty years old this year, and it was time to get married. Fang Fei was a good woman, a hundred times better
than that heartless Cheng Xiaoyu . Fang Fei pushed Yan Yu's hand away, telling him to stop teasing her, but Yan Yu just teased her softly. Fang Fei finally couldn't help but laugh too. As the two were chatting and laughing, Yan Yu's phone rang. He answered it; it was about work. He gave a few instructions, and then a saleswoman came over and said, "Mr. Yan, your formal attire is ready. Please come with me ."

Yan Yu hung up the phone and placed it on the coffee table in front of the sofa before following the waitress into the dressing room.

Yan Yu's phone had a lock; it required a password to unlock after returning to standby mode. Yan Yu
had never told Fang Fei his password, and Fang Fei didn't want to ask. While Yan Yu changed
, Fang Fei looked at the phone on the coffee table, its
screen . Fang Fei hesitated for a moment, then picked up the phone and
lightly tapped the touchscreen. In the past, when Fang Fei was dating, she had never bothered to check her boyfriend's phone every day like some girls
. She didn't know what was wrong with her now, but she had a vague feeling of uncertainty.

There was no time for Fang Fei to think too much; Yan Yu would be out in three or four minutes after changing. Fang Fei first opened
her inbox . Yan Yu's phone had many text messages, but most were work-related or invitations from friends.
His replies were usually simple "yes" or "okay." Fang Fei checked the call log again, but found nothing
suspicious. She then opened her photo album, which contained several wallpapers and family photos.
A folder named "Little Ostrich" caught her attention. Opening the folder, she saw
a series of pictures, all seemingly of women. A jolt went through her; she knew
this was what she was looking for.

Her fingers trembled slightly as she clicked on the first photo. The girl in the picture was holding an ostrich doll,
her eyes wide and expressive – it was none other than Cheng Xiaoyu. Flipping to the second photo, she
saw Yan Yu, Cheng Xiaoyu, and a four- or five-year-old girl at an amusement park. All three were laughing happily.
Fang Fei didn't even care who the little girl was and quickly flipped to the third photo. In the third photo, Cheng Xiaoyu was
wearing a red Santa hat, holding a large red apple, tilting her head and making a peace sign. In the fourth photo,
Cheng Xiaoyu was still wearing the same hat, smiling and kissing Yan Yu's cheek. Yan Yu was also smiling, his eyes
crinkling with laughter. Fang Fei couldn't even remember… Did Yan Yu ever smile like that when he was with her? The fifth
photo showed Cheng Xiaoyu hugging two snowmen by the neck; the snowmen had eyes, noses, scarves, and hats—
they were quite adorable. The sixth photo was taken at the dinner table; Yan Yu, dressed in a handsome black suit,
smiled slightly at the camera. Cheng Xiaoyu, with her hair up, wore a pink dress that revealed her beautiful shoulders and neck,
one hand supporting her chin as she smiled at the camera. She wore a sparkling silver diamond bracelet on her wrist. The seventh, eighth,
ninth… Fang Fei's hand holding the phone began to tremble. Finally, there was a folder named "s." Fang
Fei tried to open it, but found it required a password. Fang Fei entered Yan Yu's birthday—
no ; she entered her own birthday—again, no; could it be Cheng Xiaoyu's birthday? But she
had no idea. What did "s" mean? Secret? What kind of secret
could ?

Fang Fei had long noticed that Cheng Xiaoyu looked somewhat like her; their temperament, face shape, and the subtle charm in their eyes were
indescribably similar. She assumed Yan Yu liked this type of girl, and besides, she was
prettier and had better qualities in every way. Although Fang Fei didn't know the details of Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu's breakup, she
roughly knew that Cheng Xiaoyu had aborted her and Yan Yu's child and then left with her ex-boyfriend. Fang Fei felt
Cheng Xiaoyu's actions were truly excessive, and she could see Yan Yu's heartbreak. She sympathized with Yan Yu, but whether
she harbored any other feelings besides sympathy, Fang Fei didn't want to dwell on it. During Yan Yu's period of depression,
Fang Fei consistently appeared with him as his girlfriend, and
she knew her attitude was quite proactive in their later development of a real-life relationship. Her initial impression of Yan Yu wasn't good,
but after spending time together, she felt a strange attraction to him; simply put, she liked this man.
Although Fang Fei was somewhat opposed to her mother's wish for her to quit her job after marriage, she was willing to reduce her workload
appropriately . She was quite looking forward to married life with Yan Yu. Only today
did Fang Fei formally confront a situation she had never wanted to delve into: perhaps Yan Yu was only with her
because she resembled Cheng Xiaoyu, or perhaps Yan Yu's feelings for her weren't deep at all, and marrying her was just a natural
progression . Looking at Cheng Xiaoyu's radiant smile in the photo, Fang Fei felt an overwhelming sense of disgust and anger. She
flipped to the parent folder and directly deleted the "Little Ostrich" folder, including the "s"
folder inside. "There's 'secret' in there, right? Since it's 'secret,' then disappear completely.
Since it belongs to the past, don't disturb the present." Watching the deletion progress go from 10% to 20% to 100
%, Fang Fei's anger still hadn't subsided.

Yan Yu came out in his suit and saw Fang Fei holding his phone, her face pale and looking unwell. Yan Yu
asked, "What are you doing with my phone?"

Fang Fei didn't answer, only staring coldly at him.

A saleswoman came over and said, "Mr. Yan, Ms. Fang, you can take pictures now."

Fang Fei still stared at Yan Yu without speaking, so Yan Yu had to say to the girl next to him, "Thank you,
we 'll go take pictures later."

The saleswoman said okay and went to the side.

Yan Yu frowned and said, "What are you doing with my phone?"

Fang Fei sneered, "What kind of shameful things are on your phone?"

Yan Yu's first thought was that Fang Fei had seen the few photos of Cheng Xiaoyu in the "s" folder on his phone that were not suitable for others
to see, but he had clearly locked it, how could Fang Fei have seen them?

Seeing that Yan Yu's expression had changed, Fang Fei threw his phone on the sofa with a stern face.

Yan Yu bent down, picked up the phone, entered the password to unlock the screen, and then went directly to the photo album. There were only a few photos of his family left in the album
, all the photos of Cheng Xiaoyu were gone, even the little ostrich folder was gone. Yan Yu
looked up. "Where did you put the photos?"

"Deleted them."

Yan Yu roared in anger. "What right do you have to delete my things! Are you crazy?!" He hadn't backed up the photos.
When he broke up with Cheng Xiaoyu, he was furious and thought about deleting them, but ultimately couldn't bear to.
When he was alone, he often looked at these photos, feeling a bittersweet mix of emotions. But
no matter what , Fang Fei had no right to delete them. They were his most precious memories; once deleted, they would be gone forever
.

Fang Fei got angry too. "What are you calling me for! We're getting married soon and you still have your ex-girlfriend's photos.
Yan Yu, if you don't want to get married, you can do it now while you still can."

Yan Yu said with a sullen face, "I really don't want to get married!" He put his phone in his pocket and
walked towards the door. Only when he got to the door did he remember that he was still wearing the wedding
dress

from the photo studio. He had to turn back and go into the dressing room to change into his own clothes. Then he came out and walked towards the door without even looking at Fang Fei. Fang Fei couldn't hold back any longer. She stood up from the sofa and called Yan Yu's name at his back, but Yan Yu
had already pushed open the door and strode out.

A month later, Yan Yu and Fang Fei arranged to meet at a coffee shop.

Fang Fei stirred her glass of Blue Mountain coffee with a small silver spoon without speaking. Yan Yu also lowered his head, carefully choosing his words, "I think
it's better if your family brings it up. Say whatever you want, after all, it was my fault."

Fang Fei said blankly, "And then, are you going to go find Cheng Xiaoyu?"

Yan Yu shook his head, "I won't go find her."

"What will your parents say if you do this?"

"I'll handle my family's affairs."

Fang Fei looked up at Yan Yu, "Do you know that people who start a new relationship without resolving their previous one
are terrible?"

"I know, I'm sorry." Cheng Xiaoyu was terrible for getting together with him before resolving her relationship with Chu Chen
, and he was terrible for getting together with Fang Fei before resolving his relationship with Cheng Xiaoyu.
It turns out that if the beginning is wrong, the ending really can't be right, and some things are indeed hard
to understand .

Fang Fei said coldly, "I don't accept your apology."

"I know you're angry with me now, but if we really get married, you'll hate me for the rest of your life."

Fang Fei didn't speak, but stood up and poured a slightly warm cup of Blue Mountain coffee on Yan Yu's face. "I know this
is rude, but I really couldn't help it."

Fang Fei left after saying this. Yan Yu knew everyone in the coffee shop was watching him, so he could only lower his head and
wipe the coffee off his face with a tissue. The coffee smeared onto his white shirt collar, leaving dark stains; he looked
utterly pathetic. Yan Yu sighed inwardly. Finally, one thing was over. Cheng Xiaoyu, Cheng Xiaoyu, I think
my life is ruined because of you.

Chapter 172 Flash Marriage

Ningcheng is only a five-hour drive from Rongcheng. Yan Yu called a large van to help Cheng Xiaoyu move her luggage back to
Rongcheng. But when he arrived at Cheng Xiaoyu's place, he found that she had very little luggage. Cheng Xiaoyu had only brought a few clothes from Hecheng
. Since arriving here, she had to be careful with her money due to her pregnancy. Therefore, aside from
paying attention to nutrition in her food, she bought the cheapest possible daily necessities. Yan Yu felt a pang of
sadness was suffering alone in this small place just to avoid him, especially while pregnant. This ostrich was completely
oblivious.

Yan Yu didn't bother asking anyone to help; she carried the boxes downstairs herself. Cheng Xiaoyu sat on
the edge of the bed watching Yan Yu carry things up and down the stairs, and couldn't help but recall how, back in Rongcheng, Yan Yu had also
carried things down from her rented second-floor room in the same way. They had lived together ever since, never separating
until she left Rongcheng. Yan Yu finished packing everything else. He put Cheng Xiaoyu's odds and ends
into the black leather suitcase with white polka dots, zipped it up, and weighed it in his hand. "
I used this suitcase when I helped you move in Rongcheng. I still have it."

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and nodded. "Who told me to be destined to wander? Of course I'll keep it."

Yan Yu smiled too. "With me, where else do you want to wander? Everything's packed. Let's
go downstairs . Take your time when you come down."

Cheng Xiaoyu said goodbye to the landlord, the driver loaded the luggage into the car, and the two of them drove off.

Sitting in the car, Yan Yu grabbed Cheng Xiaoyu's wrist and examined the tattoo closely. After a while, he said, "It must hurt a lot to get this tattooed,
right?"

Cheng Xiaoyu tried to pull her hand away, a little embarrassed, but Yan Yu held on tightly. "You're so
afraid of pain , yet you still got this tattoo. It shows you don't want to leave me at all, but you're just being stubborn."

Cheng Xiaoyu laughed, "Who doesn't want to leave you? I got this tattoo for the baby."

"Oh, why for the baby?"

"I'm afraid that when the baby grows up and asks me where his father is, I can tell him that his father is a fish, and he's on
Mommy 's wrist."

Yan Yu kissed Cheng Xiaoyu's wrist, and the two of them silently nestled together without saying a word. After a while,
Cheng Xiaoyu's expression turned worried again. "But your parents, especially your father, aren't in good health. We,
we..."

Yan Yu touched Cheng Xiaoyu's lips to stop her from speaking. "My parents didn't agree to us
being together , and I can't guarantee they'll agree now. But Cheng Xiaoyu, if they don't agree, will you not be with me
?"

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at Yan Yu, and finally smiled but didn't speak. Yan Yu then affectionately squeezed her hand.
It really wasn't easy for her and Yan Yu to be together. Call her selfish if you want, she just wanted to be willful one more time.

When Cheng Xiaoyu was working in Hecheng, her company had a quota for local household registration every year. Cheng Xiaoyu thought that having a
Hecheng household registration would make many things more convenient, so she transferred her household registration from her home to Hecheng. Therefore, the household registration book
was in her own possession. After Yan Yu returned to Rongcheng, before he even had time to unload his luggage, he went home to get the household registration book and
went straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau with Cheng Xiaoyu.

Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau and first went to the service window to hand over their ID cards and household registration books. The
staff entered the information into the computer and then asked if they had taken photos. Yan Yu said no, and the staff told them to go to the next
room to take photos and then come back. The two went in to take photos. The room was decorated
similarly , except that the backdrop was a festive red.

The photographer set up the lights and positioned the camera, looking at the lens and saying, "Lady, your eyes are too wide open."

Yan Yu smiled and squeezed Cheng Xiaoyu's hand, "Are you nervous?"

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled shyly at Yan Yu.

The photographer said, "Yes, your expression is much more natural now. Don't move, sit up straight, I'm going to take the picture, one,
two, three... Okay!"

Yan Yu handed the photos to the staff at the window, who handed them two forms, "Please
fill out these two 'Marriage Registration Declaration Forms' truthfully."

In addition to some basic personal information, these two forms also had a statement printed on them: "The applicant and the spouse... "
Both parties are unmarried, have no direct blood relatives or collateral blood relatives within three generations, and understand each other's health conditions.
In accordance with the provisions of the Marriage Law of the People's Republic of China, they voluntarily agree to become husband and wife. The next
section requires signatures. Cheng Xiaoyu stared blankly at this passage. Yan Yu almost had another spouse, Chu Chen was her dearest
brother, and she was just missing a boyfriend with a terminal illness. If all three conditions were met, she could
directly play the leading lady in a tragic drama. Fortunately, fate was finally kind to her; she became pregnant, and she and Yan Yu
finally became husband and wife.

Yan Yu had already filled out his form. Seeing Cheng Xiaoyu staring blankly at the form, he nudged her with his shoulder.
"What are you thinking about? Hurry up and write."

Cheng Xiaoyu carefully signed her name at the signature section.

Yan Yu handed the two forms to the staff, who typed away on the computer for over a minute
, then took out two small red marriage certificates, affixed photos, stamped them, and handed them to them through the window. "The formalities are complete.
Congratulations on becoming husband and wife."

The two walked hand in hand out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, still somewhat dazed. In just over half an hour, they had become
husband and wife, to be together forever. How unbelievable!

Cheng Xiaoyu said as they walked, "Would you call this a whirlwind marriage?"

Yan Yu replied, "How could it be a whirlwind marriage? We've known each other for six years." Putting the small red marriage certificate in his pocket, Yan
Yu felt a sense of peace he had never felt before.

Cheng Xiaoyu laughed, "Let's go get ice cream!"

"Ice cream?"

"Yeah, to celebrate."

Yan Yu thought for a moment, "No, pregnant women can't eat ice cream."

"No way, there's no such thing."

"I'm not sure either, it's better not to eat it."

"But I want to eat it, maybe it's the baby in my belly who wants to eat it."

"The baby is only four months old, how would he know what ice cream is? Xiaoyu, you can't eat just anything during pregnancy. After you give
birth, I'll eat whatever you want with you."

"Okay then." Cheng Xiaoyu thought Yan Yu's words made sense, "What should we do now?"

"Go to the hospital and get a proper checkup."

"I just had a checkup in Ningcheng last week, they said the baby's position and everything is normal, the doctor said this kind of checkup only needs to be done once
a month ."

"What can they find out at that small place? I'll only feel at ease if you come with me for a proper checkup."

Cheng Xiaoyu sighed, rich people have this bad habit, they see cheap things as
dangerous, only things bought with money are good. Sigh, to put the child's father at ease, she decided to go for another
checkup .

Yan Yu chose the most expensive and comprehensive gynecological examination, and even then, he specifically asked an acquaintance at the hospital
to help with a thorough checkup. The results showed everything was normal, except that the mother's body was a little weak and cold; some nourishing
herbal soups would suffice. Listening to the doctor's instructions, Yan Yu actually pulled out a small notebook from somewhere
and wrote down each point while nodding. His earnestness made Cheng Xiaoyu both amused and touched.

Yan Yu found a property for Cheng Xiaoyu to stay in for a few days, and then quickly bought a fully
furnished apartment near Jiacheng Group for her to move into. Cheng Xiaoyu said she wanted to stay in her old small apartment, but Yan Yu said it
had been sold long ago. Cheng Xiaoyu asked why it was sold. Yan Yu said that after you left, I got angry whenever I saw that apartment, so
I sold it. I also donated all your old clothes and jewelry to the disaster relief efforts. Cheng Xiaoyu was both amused and exasperated.
Taking advantage her pregnancy, she figured Yan Yu wouldn't dare argue back, so she just complained a few times before letting the matter drop.

The next day, Yan Yu carried a suitcase and took Cheng Xiaoyu to their new place. As soon as they entered, Cheng Xiaoyu
saw Snoopy lying on the sofa, fast asleep.

Cheng Xiaoyu was both surprised and delighted. "Snoopy, what are you doing here!"

Snoopy opened its eyes at Cheng Xiaoyu's voice, wiggled its chubby little body, jumped off
the sofa , walked to the door, looked at Cheng Xiaoyu with wide eyes, and meowed shyly. Having not seen
its old owner for several months, Snoopy was a little unfamiliar, but Cheng Xiaoyu had raised it for almost two years;
it was impossible for her not to remember it.

Yan Yu changed into slippers and handed the suitcase to a woman around fifty years old who walked over. "Aunt Chang, please
put your things down."

The woman agreed and opened the suitcase to unpack.

Cheng Xiaoyu, supporting her back, squatted down and picked up Snoopy, affectionately scratching its little face. "
Snoopy, what are you doing here? I missed you so much."

Snoopy opened its round, glass-bead-like eyes, tilted its head, and nestled on Cheng Xiaoyu's shoulder,
continuing to act cute, its chubby little paws patting against Cheng Xiaoyu's chest.

Seeing that Snoopy was infringing on his personal rights, Yan Yu quickly reached out and pulled Snoopy off
Cheng Xiaoyu's arms, placing it back on the sofa. He then said to Cheng Xiaoyu, "Why are you in such a hurry to hug
it? I've been so busy arranging things here these past few days that I forgot to ask the doctor if pregnant women can touch animals. Don't touch
it yet; I'll ask tomorrow."

The aunt came over with a small ostrich doll and asked, "Mr. Yan, where should we put this doll?"

Yan Yu took the ostrich doll from the aunt and looked at it. This silly ostrich always
maintained the same dazed and terrified expression as when he had pulled it out of the claw machine. Yan Yu smiled, stroked the light pink down on the ostrich's
head , and said to the aunt, "Just put it on the sofa." He then casually
placed the ostrich doll on the sofa.

Snoopy tilted its chubby head, looking at the little ostrich doll in Yan Yu's hand. It was wonderful! Its owner
was back, and even its friend, the little ostrich, was back. Its long journey to this far-off place hadn't been in vain. Yan Yu
tossed the little ostrich onto the sofa, and Snoopy rushed over to rub against it affectionately.

After her initial joy subsided, Cheng Xiaoyu remembered to ask Yan Yu, "How did Snoopy get here? I clearly
gave it to Xiao Xu."

Yan Yu said, "Did you ask Snoopy's opinion before giving it away? Did you
ask Xiao Xu if she wanted a cat?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Who told you, a married man, to keep bothering me? I was in a hurry. I told Xiao Xu that if she
liked it, she could keep it; if she really didn't want it anymore, she could give it away, as long as it was taken care of properly." "

Xiao Xu was moved by my sincerity and agreed to let me keep Snoopy."

"Nonsense, what did you do to move Xiao Xu?"

Yan Yu snorted. "Back then, you left without a word, and I was almost going crazy looking for you in Hecheng.
You yourself said how heartless you were, just leaving like that, without even thinking about how worried I was."

Cheng Xiaoyu laughed. "Serves you right for lying. So how did you find Ningcheng later?"

"In the end, I had to use my brother-in-law's connections to check the boarding list and find out you went to Ningcheng."

Cheng Xiaoyu nodded. "I see. Then next time you bully me, I'd better take the train."

Yan Yu said, "You can take whatever you want, I don't have the energy to go back to look for you. If you leave, I
'll kick this pampered fat cat Snoopy out to beg."

Snoopy hesitated for a moment when Yan Yu mentioned its name, seemingly with a hint of hostility. It stretched
, then rolled over on the sofa, showing off its beautiful, fluffy white belly. Seeing both of them looking down at it,
it meowed and rolled over again. "Am I cute? Am I cute? How can you make me go out begging? I'm so delicate!"

Cheng Xiaoyu laughed, picking up Snoopy and rubbing its precious little darling. Yan Yu couldn't help but smile too;
this cat's ability to charm was even better than its owner's. From now on, every day when he came home, there would be a woman, a cat,
and soon a cute little baby waiting for him. Just thinking about it made him feel wonderful
.

Chapter 173 Old Debts,

New Residence. The place was very close to the company, and Yan Yu went back every day at noon to have lunch with Cheng Xiaoyu. Cheng Xiaoyu said, "You're busy with work;
you don't need to run around so much." Yan Yu chuckled, saying he'd eat well every day when he got home, just to nourish himself with her
. He'd even hired a nutritionist to design a pregnancy diet for Aunt Chang to follow daily, and he constantly supervised Cheng Xiaoyu's
eating. Cheng Xiaoyu appreciated Yan Yu's good intentions and didn't mind the soups and broths, eating and resting diligently every day
.

Every evening, Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu would take a walk in the nearby park. The early autumn weather was pleasant, and
their hand-in-hand walk made everyone who passed by feel a sense of beauty. They would chat as
they walked, about work, news, the future, the past, and of course, mostly about the baby in her belly. They wondered if it would be a boy or a girl,
what kind of temperament and personality it would have, and whether it would resemble Cheng Xiaoyu more or Yan Yu more. They
were both full of anticipation. As

they talked more, the topic inevitably turned to the three years they'd been apart. Cheng Xiaoyu asked Yan Yu why he and Fang Fei had talked about
marriage but then didn't. Yan Yu looked a little embarrassed, saying that he and Fang Fei couldn't get along, and they always argued about marriage
, so they eventually gave up.

Cheng Xiaoyu thought for a moment and then asked, "So what about the next two years? You were single the whole time? Young Master Yan, are you the kind of person who's content with
loneliness ? Nobody would believe that."

Yan Yu said, "I haven't had a girlfriend since breaking up with Fang Fei. I felt really bad for Fang Fei
; we were talking about marriage and then we broke up. It always hurts a girl, so I didn't want to hurt anyone else
."

Cheng Xiaoyu then said, "If you don't have a girlfriend, what about close female friends?"

Yan Yu laughed, "I know what you want to ask. Just ask directly, why are you being so coy? I
've remained chaste, just waiting for you."

Cheng Xiaoyu snorted, "You? Do you think I just met you today?"

"Cheng Xiaoyu, do you think I really enjoy going to nightclubs to pick up girls? I'm way past that age. If
you hadn't deliberately kept quiet about me, never mind, I won't explain anymore. The more I explain, the more you'll have to say."

Cheng Xiaoyu remained silent for a while, then said, "What about you and Fang Fei?"

"What happened between me and Fang Fei?"

"You know what you're doing, don't play dumb with me."

Yan Yu smiled. "Fang Fei and I are nothing, don't overthink it."

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at Yan Yu. "Why should I believe you?"

Yan Yu sighed helplessly. "I said no, so it's no big deal. Believe it or not."

Cheng Xiaoyu knew that this kind of thing couldn't be verified, and after all, it was in the past. Who told them not to
be together back then? But just thinking about how Yan Yu and Fang Fei almost got married made Cheng Xiaoyu feel uncomfortable
. She just kept nagging.

But since Cheng Xiaoyu asked Yan Yu this, Yan Yu could naturally ask her back with a straight face. "And you,
have you had a boyfriend in these three years?"

The originally imposing Cheng Xiaoyu was momentarily speechless. How could she answer this? If she said no, she had clearly been dating
that marketing director for almost two months. If she said yes, they had only seen two movies and eaten a few meals, and
those two movies were incredibly boring. How could that be considered her boyfriend?

Seeing Cheng Xiaoyu stammering, Yan Yu's teasing expression vanished. "Oh, really?
Cheng Xiaoyu , what's wrong with you? Explain yourself."

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at Yan Yu. "I tried dating someone, but it didn't work out, so I ended it."

"What do you mean 'didn't work out'? What did that person do? What was their name? How long did you date them? To
what extent?"

Cheng Xiaoyu shrugged. "Less than two months. We just held hands and went to the movies."

"Anything else?"

"No, please stop with your shameless fantasies."

"You say you didn't, but that's not all. I demand proof."

"I said I didn't, so it's not all. Believe it or not." Cheng Xiaoyu repeated Yan Yu's words,
then made a face.

Yan Yu, seeing Cheng Xiaoyu using his previous words against him, felt helpless. After thinking for a moment, he said dejectedly, "Fine, I
won't pursue it. Just be good from now on, understand?"

Cheng Xiaoyu tapped Yan Yu's chest a few times with her fair fingers. "If you say that again, you're the one who needs to be good. You have to be obedient
and virtuous from now on, understand?"

In the end, the two joked around for a while and that was the end of it. After all, the past was the past, and
being together now was the most important thing.

Chu Chen would occasionally send Cheng Xiaoyu an email, sometimes long, sometimes short, with very casual content.
After thinking for a long time, Cheng Xiaoyu replied to Chu Chen with an email: "Chu Chen, I'm with Yan Yu again now. After experiencing
separation, we seem to cherish each other even more. I will be fine from now on, and I hope you can be happy too. This is
not just a polite blessing, but my most sincere words. Xiaoyu."

That night, Chu Chen opened his email and saw several work emails as well as Cheng Xiaoyu's letter. After reading the few short sentences in
Cheng Xiaoyu's letter, Chu Chen sat at his computer desk for a long time without moving. It was quite a while before he finally stood up.
He got up, but looking around, he didn't know what to do. Of course, he didn't want Cheng Xiaoyu to be single forever,
but felt an emptiness in his heart that he couldn't quite put his finger on. Chu Chen lay back on the bed, turned off the light, and turned on
the projector he had given Cheng Xiaoyu that Christmas. After all, it was seven or eight years old, and the projector's image wasn't as
bright as it used to be, but for him, it was a light and shadow he would never forget.

Cheng Xiaoyu leaned against the bed, closed her eyes, and listened to prenatal music. Although she doubted whether the baby could understand
these classical music pieces, since expectant mothers were listening, she would listen too. Just as Cheng Xiaoyu was listening to Mozart's
Serenade, she suddenly felt a very slight movement in her belly, as if a tiny hand was scratching an itch. Cheng Xiaoyu
touched her belly and exclaimed in surprise, "Yan Yu, the baby moved!"

Yan Yu, who was sitting at his desk looking at something, quickly got up and came over. He also carefully touched Cheng Xiaoyu's belly,
and after a while, he said, "Where did it move? I can't feel it."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "It moved, it really moved." So this is what it feels like to be a mother. The origin of life
is in her own belly. This feeling is really too wonderful, so exciting that it makes one want to cry.

That day, when Yan Yu came home, he also brought a guest. Cheng Xiaoyu was lying in the bedroom when she heard a very
familiar voice calling out loudly outside, "Xiaoyu, I've come to see you!"

Cheng Xiaoyu quickly got out of bed and opened the bedroom door, "Brother Wen Si, you're here!"

Wen Si was still the same as before, with a pair of smiling peach blossom eyes, a fitted suit jacket
, and a carefree demeanor. However, this was only how Cheng Xiaoyu saw him. In the eyes of women who liked Wen Si, he was called charming and unrestrained. Wen Si
and Yan Yu are the same age, both thirty-three this year, but the two men
look . Men are indeed most charming when they have a mature temperament.

Wen Si chuckled and looked at Cheng Xiaoyu's belly. "How many months?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "More than five months."

Wen Si then nudged Yan Yu with a laugh. "Look at your skills."

Yan Yu laughed too. "That's nothing compared to yours."

Wen Si clicked his tongue. "Are you trying to rub salt in my wounds? Look at you two, going around in circles for five or six years and still
together , like a tragic love story. Unlike me, I ended up with a tigress. I've done too many bad things and now I'm getting my comeuppance."

Cheng Xiaoyu asked curiously, "What tigress?"

Yan Yu spat. "Don't you know anything? 'Autumn in My Heart' is a tragedy. If you keep talking nonsense, get lost."

Wen Si smiled and put his arm around Cheng Xiaoyu's shoulder. "Come on, Xiaoyu, sit down. It's too tiring for a pregnant woman to stand all the time."

The three sat down and chatted for a while. Wen Si praised Snoopy's beauty. Yan Yu asked him...
"Is your wife about to give birth? Do you know if it's a boy or a girl?"

Wen Si asked. "The due date is next month. The oracle says it's a boy, which makes the old man so happy. He absolutely wanted a boy,
and now that we're having one, he won't pressure me anymore. What about you two? Boy or girl?

" Yan Yu said, "We haven't had a checkup. Boy or girl, it's fine."

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled too.

Wen Si looked at the two sitting opposite him on the sofa, and his heart stirred. "It wasn't
easy . You must cherish this relationship. Marriage is for life."

Cheng Xiaoyu laughed. "It's rare to see you so serious. I'm not used to it."

Wen Si laughed too. "I'm talking to you seriously, but you don't answer seriously." The three chatted and laughed for a while, and then Wen Si saw that it was already eight o'clock and said he had to go home . He thought Cheng Xiaoyu must be tired

from sitting for so long . Cheng Xiaoyu quickly said she wasn't tired and told Wen Si not to rush off.
Yan Yu knew that Wen Si wanted to go home, since
he had a pregnant wife at home, so he didn't keep him any longer. He and Cheng Xiaoyu saw him to the door and watched him go downstairs before closing
the door.

After Wen Si left, Cheng Xiaoyu asked, "Who did Wen Si marry? They seem to have a strained relationship."

Yan Yu said, "His wife is called Li Mingming. Her father was a former gang leader in Rongcheng, and he
has some connections with Wen Si's family. I don't know how they ended up together, but it seems like she got pregnant after drinking too much, and
both families rushed into the wedding. That Li Mingming, she's like a big sister, I think Wen Si is
having trouble handling her."

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Isn't this a bad idea? Forcing them together for the sake of the child won't bring happiness."

Yan Yu thought for a moment and said, "Not necessarily. Wen Si seems impulsive, but he's actually quite shrewd. If he really
doesn't want to no one can force him." Yan Yu suddenly remembered something from the past, "
Cheng Xiaoyu, do you remember Bei Mingcheng?"

Cheng Xiaoyu's heart skipped a beat, but she didn't show it on her face, "Why are you talking about this?"

"He's dead. It happened three years ago. He was killed by an enemy. I told you before not to mess with people like that
. Look at what happens to them."

Cheng Xiaoyu's face darkened. "Yan Yu, I've
noticed

She then went into the bedroom, clutching her aching back. Yan Yu felt awkward and thought that pregnant women's emotions were indeed unpredictable and not to be trifled with. He
lingered in the living room for a while before finally going into the bedroom.

Cheng Xiaoyu had considered telling Yan Yu about Bei Mingcheng, but firstly, the thought of it made her
feel uncomfortable. Secondly, although they had already registered their marriage, Cheng Xiaoyu wasn't entirely at ease. It's said that marriages without parental blessings are unhappy. They
had gotten married without informing
their parents; what would Yan Yu's parents' reaction be? So Cheng Xiaoyu felt that now wasn't the time to bring it up. Moreover, if Yan Yu
knew how her previous child had disappeared, Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't imagine his reaction.
Perhaps it would be better to tell him after the baby is born.

Chapter 174 Re-entering

the Yan Family There are no secrets in the world. Yan Yu knew that his parents would find out about Cheng Xiaoyu sooner or later. Rather than letting them
overhear and question him, it would be better for him to find an opportunity to tell them himself. That day, after playing chess with his father in
the study talked about the company's situation and their considerations for future development. Seeing that his father
was in a good mood, Yan Yu said, "Dad, I have something I want to discuss with you. Please don't be angry when you find out. I hope you can
understand me as much as possible."

Yan's father assumed it was something important at the company and asked, "What is it? Tell me."

Yan Yu said, "When Grandpa passed away, I happened to meet Cheng Xiaoyu in Hecheng. After we separated,
she stayed in Hecheng and remained single. Later, we got back together. And then... Xiaoyu got pregnant."
She knew you might not accept her, so from the beginning she wanted to raise the child alone, but
of course I couldn't let her do that when I found out. Dad, Xiaoyu and I have already registered at the Civil Affairs Bureau, and I've brought her to live in Rongcheng
. I hope you can accept Xiaoyu as our Yan family's daughter-in-law."

Yan's father listened for a long time without saying anything, and then finally said, "You've taken care of everything yourself,
what's the use of asking me if you accept her now?" Yan's father's reaction was much calmer than Yan Yu had imagined; he was really afraid
that he would upset his father again.

Yan Yu lowered his head and said, "Dad, I'm sorry."

His father said, "You're over thirty years old. What can't you see? If Cheng Xiaoyu had
truly been devoted to you, she wouldn't have done those things. Do you know that some women bring
endless trouble to the home?"

Yan Yu said, "Dad, I understand what you're saying, but Xiaoyu isn't that kind of woman. She did
have her faults before, and we broke up. Now we're both getting older, and we're not
joking about getting back together. Let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart..." "I truly love Cheng Xiaoyu. We even
have a child together now. If you insist on preventing us from being together, there's nothing I can do. In that case, I'll have to live alone for the rest of my life."

When Yan Yu confronted his mother, her reaction was much more intense than his father's. His mother launched into a
tearful and lamenting how much she had worried about Yan Yu over the past three years. She also said that Fang Fei was a good girl and that Yan Yu didn't
appreciate her. It wasn't until Yan Yu revealed that Cheng Xiaoyu was over five months pregnant that his mother seemed
to be choked, pointing at him and unable to speak for a long time.

Even as Yan Yu left, his mother was still angry, closing the door and ignoring him completely. When Yan Yu got home,
Cheng Xiaoyu asked him, "Where did you go today? You're so late."

Yan Yu sat on the sofa, closed his eyes, and rubbed his face. "I went to
my parents' house. Xiaoyu, I told them about us."

Cheng Xiaoyu immediately sat down beside him. "How did it go?"

Yan Yu squeezed Cheng Xiaoyu's hand. "Don't worry, they're upset that I kept such a big thing from them, but they'll
be fine in a few days."

Cheng Xiaoyu knew that Yan's parents weren't angry that Yan Yu had kept it from them, but rather that Yan Yu was with her again.
Saying this aloud was rather uninteresting. Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and squeezed Yan Yu's hand in return. "Don't deliberately upset them,
especially since your father's health isn't good. Take it slow; maybe they won't be so angry after the baby is born.
Yan Yu, guess if it's a boy or a girl? I want a boy; a family like yours definitely wants a son."

Cheng Xiaoyu had never been so obedient before; she had always adhered to
the attitude of "if you don't like me, I like you even more." Now, however, she was a few years older, and her perspective had changed. Yan Yu laughed, "You're just
guessing. From childhood to adulthood, I've always felt that my parents treat my sister better than me."

Cheng Xiaoyu just smiled and remained silent.

Yan Yu said, "Why don't you bring your parents over? Didn't you say your dad just retired this year? Bringing them over
would be good for them, as they can keep you company. Aunt Chang is nice, but she can't take care of you as well as your own mother. Besides, you always lie to your parents, saying
you're on a business trip to Ningcheng. If you only tell them the truth after your grandson is born, they'll definitely be angry."

Cheng Xiaoyu thought for a moment and said, "Let's not do it yet. If my parents come and find out your family doesn't approve of our relationship,
wouldn't it be awkward for them to stay in your house? Let's wait until things are better here before telling my parents. If
things still don't get better, we can just bring the baby home to see them in the future. They'll definitely be angry, but..."
"...It's better than making them worry."

Yan Yu put his arm around Cheng Xiaoyu's shoulder. "I'm sorry you have to go through this. You've already got your marriage certificate, but you still have to
do this ."

Cheng Xiaoyu lowered her eyes and gently fiddled with Yan Yu's fingers. "I know it's not easy for you either. Don't rush,
let's take it slow."

In fact, there are very few parents in this world who are truly stronger than their children, because parents always love their children more, so in
the end they usually have to compromise. Yan Yu clearly showed that he didn't want anyone but Cheng Xiaoyu. Yan's mother knew that Yan Yu
wasn't just talking. For the past two years since Yan Yu broke up with Fang Fei, Yan Yu had been single. Yan's mother had tried to persuade
him to find a girlfriend, but he just wouldn't. Yan's mother was really worried that he would never get married, and if this continued, wouldn't the Yan family have no
descendants? If she knew that he was with some other girl, Yan's mother would be overjoyed
. But it had to be Cheng Xiaoyu. Yan's mother got angry just thinking about the past. But in the end, Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu had already gotten their marriage certificate and
had No matter how unhappy Yan's parents were, they couldn't really make Yan Yu get a divorce.

That day, Yan Yu brought Cheng Xiaoyu back to the Yan family home for dinner. Cheng Xiaoyu, over six months pregnant, entered this
house she had visited many times before, and nervously greeted them as "Uncle and Aunt."

Yan's mother got up from the sofa, glanced at her belly, and said somewhat awkwardly, "Sit down."

Cheng Xiaoyu sat down stiffly, handing over her gift, which Yan's mother accepted with a curt expression.

Yan Yu sat down, put his arm around Cheng Xiaoyu's shoulder, chatted briefly with his parents, and then they began to eat. Yan's father
was quite friendly, asking Cheng Xiaoyu if pregnancy was difficult and advising her to eat nutritious food. Cheng Xiaoyu was flattered and
respectfully agreed.

Mr. Yan asked again, "When is your due date?"

Cheng Xiaoyu replied, "Early March."

Mr. Yan thought for a moment and said, "When would be a good time for your parents to come to Rongcheng for a formal meeting? You
still need to have your wedding, but let's wait until after the baby is born. What do you think, Xiaoyu?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was naturally touched and nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Now that Mr. Yan has retired, he spends his days practicing tai chi and tending to his plants. His mindset has become more open, and his temper isn't as domineering as
before . He's become more accepting of many things. Mrs. Yan, however, didn't say much at the dinner table. She didn't approve of
Mr. Yan's easygoing attitude towards Cheng Xiaoyu, but she didn't want to embarrass her husband in front of her son.
If he gave in so easily, what would happen if Cheng Xiaoyu reverted to her old ways? What would become of her family's reputation?

After dinner, Yan's mother called Cheng Xiaoyu into the house for a talk. Her words were naturally not pleasant. Cheng Xiaoyu's face flushed red
and then paled. She wanted to argue several times but ultimately held back, finally saying only, "Auntie, since I've married Yan Yu
, I'll definitely be with him properly. I hope you believe me. "

After dinner, Yan Yu drove Cheng Xiaoyu home. On the way, Yan Yu kept glancing at Cheng Xiaoyu's expression, and after a while
, he asked, "What did my mother say to you?"

"Your mother said I'm not proper."

Yan Yu frowned. "Don't mind her. She never says anything nice to me when she scolds me."

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't speak.

Yan Yu asked, "Are you angry?"

Cheng Xiaoyu said, "Just drive carefully. I'm fine. Since I've decided to be with you, I've naturally thought of some
things ."

The following Saturday, Yan Yu tentatively asked Cheng Xiaoyu if she still wanted to come to his house for dinner. He thought she
might not be willing, but she readily agreed, saying that if she had nothing to do, she could come to his house for dinner every Saturday and Sunday
. Yan Yu said that he was afraid she would find it tiring, but Cheng Xiaoyu shook her head, saying it was better to go more often.
Only then realize that Cheng Xiaoyu had truly grown up and become sensible; she wouldn't have acted like this before.

In November, Cheng Xiaoyu's parents arrived in Rongcheng. When Cheng Xiaoyu told them on the phone that she had registered
her marriage and was seven months pregnant, Cheng Jianping and Zhou Dongmei felt like they were joking. When they
saw Yan Yu and their heavily pregnant daughter at the Rongcheng train station, they felt like they were dreaming. Cheng Jianping and
Zhou Dongmei couldn't say anything in front of Yan Yu, but when they got home, they naturally asked Cheng Xiaoyu why she had kept such a big thing
from them. Cheng Xiaoyu said that she and Yan Yu had been together before when they were in Rongcheng, and later they met again in Hecheng
. At first, she wasn't sure if they could go the distance, so she didn't tell her parents. Cheng Jianping and Zhou Dongmei
complained , but seeing Yan Yu's outstanding appearance and successful career, they were still fond of him. They didn't say it, but they
secretly worried that Cheng Xiaoyu had been single for so many years because of Chu Chen. Now that she had finally settled down, they felt
relieved.

Yan Yu's parents treated Cheng Xiaoyu's parents to a meal at a nice restaurant in Rongcheng. Both sets of parents were very polite,
and the meal went smoothly. Back home, when they were alone, Zhou Dongmei asked Cheng Xiaoyu if Yan Yu's mother didn't
like her, whether she had offended her or if her mother thought their family wasn't as wealthy and capable as his. Cheng Xiaoyu simply said no and told
her mother not to worry. Zhou Dongmei sighed inwardly. Although she considered Cheng Xiaoyu her own daughter, ever
since the incident with Chu Chen, Cheng Xiaoyu had clearly become distant. She wouldn't confide in her, keeping secrets from her as if they were
nothing . She knew Cheng Xiaoyu still harbored resentment towards her for forcing her to stay with Chu Chen. Oh well, let her
hold a grudge. Her daughter now had a husband and child; she was at ease knowing she could live a good life.

Cheng Jianping and Zhou Dongmei stayed for two weeks before saying they had to leave. Zhou Dongmei said she would come back to help Xiaoyu during her postpartum
period. Yan Yu quickly persuaded them to stay, saying, "Xiaoyu is only a little over three months along, Mom and Dad, don't bother traveling back
and forth . There's plenty of room at home. If she feels unwell, just tell me. I have to
work and can't be with Xiaoyu all the time. I'll feel more at ease with you there."

The Cheng couple, finding Yan Yu's words reasonable, stayed. The family waited patiently for Cheng Xiaoyu's delivery.

Chapter 175: Seven Years

of Pregnancy is a Very Difficult Thing. Cheng Xiaoyu often suffered from backaches, insomnia, and frequent urination. Her feet were so swollen that
she could only wear loose-fitting shoes, and Yan Yu had to massage her every night before bed. After seven months,
her belly grew as big as an inflated balloon, and she became clumsy, walking with a pigeon-toed gait. She felt
uncomfortable all over, and her sleep quality deteriorated significantly. One night, she woke up in the middle of the night due to severe
hip pain. Pregnant women can only sleep on their side, with the entire weight of the baby pressing on their hips—
no wonder it hurt! Cheng Xiaoyu's discomfort naturally worsened her temper.
While she remained as virtuous as possible in front of Yan Yu and her parents, she was a completely different person at home, easily
bursting .

Yan Yu felt sorry for her and could only try to be attentive and considerate, comforting her by saying that she should just bear with it and that
things would get better after the baby was born. Cheng Xiaoyu then worried about the childbirth process. The books said that during childbirth,
an incision is made in the birth canal and then stitched up. Good heavens, why do women have to suffer so much?

Cheng Xiaoyu said to Yan Yu, "Let's not have any more children after this one. It's just too painful."

Yan Yu nodded, "Okay, we'll keep this one."

Although Yan Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu slept in the same bed every night, they didn't actually have sex.
Although the doctor said that they could have gentler sex after four months, Yan Yu had a hard time defining what "gentle"
meant. He was too virile, and Cheng Xiaoyu was too delicate. What could be considered playful normally
might be dangerous with a child in her womb. Yan Yu considered this several times, but ultimately decided to be patient. Besides, he
couldn't help it. Several times when Cheng Xiaoyu helped him with his hands, he tried to persuade her to penetrate, but she
absolutely refused, saying she was afraid of hurting the baby. Yan Yu had no choice but to give up and
wait .

During the Lunar New Year, the Yan and Cheng families spent the holiday together at the Yan family's old house. At the New Year's Eve dinner, Mr. Yan raised his glass
and said, "In the new year, I hope Xiaoyu will give birth to a healthy baby safely. Cheers!"

Everyone raised their glasses to wish Cheng Xiaoyu well, and at that moment, Cheng Xiaoyu felt truly happy.

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Yan Yan and his wife, along with Li Yuqing and Qi Xu, returned to the Yan family home, making the occasion even more lively.
Mrs. enjoys playing mahjong, and now she, Zhou Dongmei, Yan Yan, and Yan Yu formed a table, playing from afternoon
until evening. Qi Lang, not interested in mahjong, stayed with Mr. Yan and Cheng Jianping, playing chess or discussing
current events on the news. Li Yuqing gently touched Cheng Xiaoyu's belly and said, "Auntie Xiaoyu, will the baby inside call
me 'sister' in the future?"

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and nodded. "Yes."

Li Yuqing said happily, "That's great, no one has called me 'sister' yet."

Around four o'clock in the afternoon, Cheng Xiaoyu put on her down jacket and went to Aunt Yan's place and said, "Auntie, I'm going out for a walk
." The doctor told her that she needed to have a certain amount of exercise every day for a smoother delivery, so as long as the weather wasn't bad,
Cheng Xiaoyu would go out for a walk for an hour every day.

While looking at the cards, Mrs. Yan said, "Okay, you can go ahead."

Yan Yu was about to get up when he heard this, but Cheng Xiaoyu quickly pressed down on Yan Yu's shoulder, saying, "Let's take a break first. We've been playing all afternoon. I 'll play with Xiaoyu and then we can continue
playing. " Cheng Xiaoyu quickly patted Cheng Xiaoyu's hand on his shoulder and said, "Then walk slowly and don't step in the ." Cheng Xiaoyu laughed, "You're almost becoming an old woman, always saying the same few things. Auntie, Mom, Sister Yan Yan, I'm leaving."

It had snowed a few days ago, and although the roads were dry, there were still scattered
snowflakes The air was clean and smelled wonderful. Cheng Xiaoyu walked slowly along the road with her MP3 player in her ears. The Yan family
's area was an upscale residential area with lush greenery and few cars. Sometimes she would walk for ten minutes or more before encountering one or two people. It
was quite a pleasant place to take a stroll. Mayday was playing "Time Machine" on her MP3 player. In the past, she
would feel a little melancholic when she heard this song, but now she felt a faint sense of warmth.

Suddenly, a dark figure emerged from the corner, his face contorted in a menacing grimace, brandishing a gleaming knife. He
lunged at her, panting, "Cheng Xiaoyu!"

The man's voice was muffled and tinged with a rural accent. At first, Cheng Xiaoyu didn't understand who he was calling. Her
face yanked her earphones out, taking a step back in fright. "What are you doing!"

The man's hair was half-gray, like tangled straw, with deep wrinkles on his forehead. His expression was grotesque and
terrifying. His coat was tattered and filthy; he looked worse than a beggar. Cheng Xiaoyu clutched her stomach and took
another half-step back, her eyes wide with terror. "What are you doing?"

The man's facial muscles twitched. "Don't you recognize me? Huh?"

At first, Cheng Xiaoyu thought he was a robber, but his words made it seem like he knew her. How could Cheng Xiaoyu possibly
recognize someone like this? Her mind raced. Could this man be someone in Beiming City? Even
gangsters wouldn't be this filthy.

Forced back step by step by the gleaming silver fruit knife pressed against her neck, Cheng Xiaoyu retreated until she reached the wall.
She desperately hoped someone would pass by, but there wasn't a soul in sight! The man gritted his teeth and said, "You bitch, you've
ruined me like this, and you're living the good life!"

Cheng Xiaoyu stared at the man's filthy face, and after a long while, a blurry face surfaced from the depths of her memory.
"It's you?...Isn't it ten years ago?"

The man chuckled a few times, his voice laced with sobs. "Remember me? You bitch,
you bitch !"

Cheng Xiaoyu screamed and shoved the man away, struggling to move her heavy body, screaming for help as she ran. The
man caught up from behind and tackled Cheng Xiaoyu to the ground. Cheng Xiaoyu felt a sharp, jerky pain in her stomach, and
she cried out for her child, no longer daring to struggle. The man, cursing and swearing
at Cheng Xiaoyu, haphazardly tied her up with a long hemp rope. While struggling, Cheng Xiaoyu secretly slipped her left hand into her down jacket
pocket, reaching for her phone. She frantically pressed the number one button, trying to call Yan Yu, but in her panic, she forgot
her phone was in standby mode; nothing she pressed worked. Seeing that she was almost immobilized
, Cheng Xiaoyu hurriedly stretched out her arm and forcefully stuffed her phone into her down jacket sleeve.

The man, having secured Cheng Xiaoyu, dragged her by the hair a few steps, then shoved her into a
van, got into the driver's seat, slammed the door shut, and drove off.

Sun Defu came to Rongcheng from his hometown at the age of twenty and never left. He'd done all sorts of jobs: a security guard in a residential complex, a factory worker, a vegetable
vendor One day, a fair-skinned city girl moved into the apartment across from his rented room.
Although the girl always seemed aloof and indifferent, Sun Defu was still happy to have such a beautiful
woman living next door.

The day of the incident, Sun Defu was furious because he'd learned his girlfriend, Li Juanjuan, had cheated on him.
He'd gone out drinking heavily with friends. That night, he returned to his rented apartment in a daze.
Li Juanjuan still hadn't come home. A few slivers of light shone from under the city girl's door
. Suddenly, thoughts crossed Sun Defu's mind that he would never dare to have when he was sober.

Who knew that this moment of folly would land him in a ten-year prison sentence? When he was shaved and taken to prison,
Sun Defu couldn't understand why this was happening. He hadn't actually done anything to that woman, yet they accused him of murder? She was
perfectly fine ; how could they accuse him of murder? Ten years! He was going to serve ten years in prison!

Sun Defu was the type of person who was both firm and compliant, adaptable to any situation. In prison, he was very obedient, doing whatever the instructors told him to do
and never joining the troublemakers. His behavior during his sentence was consistently excellent.
The prison had a sentence reduction policy, and after reviewing his case, it was fair to say that a ten-year sentence for attempted rape was indeed too harsh
. Therefore, the prison leadership approved his sentence reduction and released him in the winter.

Sun Defu was naturally happy to be released early, but once outside the prison gates, he found that many
things had changed in the past seven years. His mother, knowing he had been convicted of raping a girl from the city,
had . His father now lived with his brother and completely ignored him. Sun Defu had no choice but to continue looking for
work in Rongcheng, but with no skills, a wrinkled face in his early forties, and a seven-year prison record, what company would hire him?
Sun Defu had been struggling in Rongcheng for two months, eventually falling to a state worse off than a beggar. What right did he have to be a beggar? He wasn't
with a child, nor was he disabled. Sun Defu was truly desperate. He was inherently a man with malicious intentions, and
at this crossroads in his life, his malice finally erupted like poison. Even
a rabbit will bite when cornered; if Sun Defu was going to die, he'd take one of them with him.

Sun Defu didn't have the money to hire a private investigator, and he didn't know where to find Cheng Xiaoyu. He only knew that
Cheng Xiaoyu 's man was named Yan Yu, and that Yan Yu was now the president of Jiacheng Group. Sun Defu waited for
Yan Yu outside Jiacheng Group. When Yan Yu came out, he followed him from a distance. He saw Yan Yu enter a residential area and tried to follow,
but was stopped by the security guard. Unable to enter, Sun Defu waited outside the residential area until evening, when he finally saw Yan
Yu and Cheng Xiaoyu walk out hand in hand. That bitch! She was heavily pregnant, but her face was still fair and
delicate; seven years had passed and she hadn't changed much at all, unlike him, who had suffered so much hardship and torment!

Sun Defu suppressed the urge to pounce on her. He couldn't just rush in like that; he needed to plan.
He had to kill this woman. Sun Defu spent another week stealing an inconspicuous van, and
he spent New Year's Eve in that van. During the New Year, Yan Yu took Cheng Xiaoyu to the Yan family's old residence.
Sun Defu spent several days exploring the area. He discovered a side road about 200 meters long with very few people;
only three or four families living in large villas needed to use this road when driving. He arranged everything, and every day he would squat
there, knife in hand, waiting for Cheng Xiaoyu to pass by.

Cheng Xiaoyu's daily walks were very casual; sometimes she would pass by this road, and sometimes she wouldn't.
Once, she finally made it across this path, only to have Yan Yu accompany her. Finally, finally,
the day Cheng Xiaoyu walked slowly along this road alone. Sun Defu took a deep breath. Yes,
today was the day. Today he would personally kill this vile woman who had ruined his life!

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