marriage to pregnancy

Chapter 92 Packing her up as a gift?
In a blink of an eye, it was another half a month.The day of the baby's full moon is coming soon. Since he is not yet married to Yan Qingyu, although the baby has been approved by everyone in the Yan family, after all, the name is not correct and the words are not right, so the family decided that the full moon banquet will only invite relatives and friends to participate. Not extravagantly.

Mo Wan has no objection to this. She is not a person who values ​​fame and fortune, and she doesn't like to be noisy. As long as the baby is safe, everything else is just a formality for her.

Once the date is set, someone will naturally take care of everything. Mo Wan doesn't have to worry about it, but he is happy and relaxed.The only job I do every day is to take care of my son.Watching him change by leaps and bounds day by day, taking pictures, writing about him, and recording his growth are the happiest things for her.

On this day, after coaxing the child to sleep, Mo Wan suddenly felt a little bored.It is said that it is not suitable to go out during confinement, so since she came back, she has almost never gone out of the door.In addition, confinement is not allowed to eat salt, and she misses the taste of salty cakes very much, so Mo Wan went downstairs and planned to cook for herself.

As soon as he stepped down the stairs, he saw a group of people gathered around the table in the corner of the living room, busy with something.

Curiously, Mo Wan raised her foot and walked forward.

"Check the written list and the invitation in detail. Check every word, don't miss it, and don't make mistakes! You are responsible for checking, and don't make any mistakes. These guests are either rich or expensive. Which one, we But I can't afford to offend..."

"Housekeeper, the full moon banquet is on April [-]th! Isn't it the [-]th, the eldest son's birthday? Is it held together? Or are there two days in a row? I will be on vacation on the [-]th, no... I have to come back to work overtime, right?" !"

"That's right, don't tell me we haven't noticed yet! However, in the past, the young master's birthday was just to add a dish. Even if it was a celebration, the young master probably wouldn't come back! I remember two times, the young master was He didn't come in until after twelve o'clock, and he was drunk, with two women in his arms... Every time, he quarreled wildly with the master, and made the master very angry! Although the young master usually He doesn't like to talk, and his temper is not very good...but I still like him..."

"..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?! Master's business, don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked, let alone gossip, I will notify you in advance when you have to work overtime! Do your work, do more and talk less, Be careful that misfortune comes out of your mouth!"

After reprimanding a group of people under him, the butler looked up and saw Mo Wan standing behind him, and then stood up respectfully:
"Eldest Young Mistress... What are your orders?"

Suddenly regaining consciousness, seeing the group of people standing up, Mo Wan fiddled with her hair embarrassingly, and laughed twice:

"Hehe, it's nothing! That... you are busy with yours, don't worry about me! I just want... I want to come over and ask... my daddy's invitation, is it ready? My daddy... doesn't like outsiders to disturb, he is here , It’s better for me to go and talk to him in person!”

After receiving the invitation, Mo Wan immediately turned around, but there was only one thought in her mind that swelled rapidly:

The fifth day of April is his birthday? !
***
After going to the kitchen to make some salty cakes, Mo Wan hurriedly brought them back to the room.Before the baby woke up, Mo Wan turned on the computer and logged into the personal space. Seeing that her friend was not there, she habitually browsed a few webpages, and Mo Wan turned off the computer.

This afternoon, when the baby woke up, she would eat, drink and play with him, and when the baby fell asleep, she would quietly think about her own affairs.

The one-year deadline is approaching, and Mo Wan is getting more and more confused about what she feels in her heart. Strictly speaking, the relationship between her and Yan Qingyu is almost stagnant, and there seems to be no relationship between the two of them.But every time he sees the tender and fragile baby in his arms, Mo Wan just wants to take care of him with all his strength and give him the best, so that he can grow up carefree and healthy, even if She would not hesitate to sacrifice her own life.

Maybe it's because he grew up in a single-parent environment. Subconsciously, Mo Wan doesn't want her children to be like herself. Her memory is full of loneliness, depression, longing, dreams and even fantasies about her parents being by her side. Every day, she wants her child to grow up happily and in the most normal environment.

Thinking of Yan Qingyu's birthday, Mo Wan unconsciously touched her neck.

Thinking of her birthday last year and her own mistakes, Mo Wan couldn't help but feel a strong desire to make up for it.In my spare time, I began to think about wanting to give him a surprise.

Children are always sleepy!In the evening, just after eating, he fell into a sweet and sound sleep again.Glancing at the festive bronzing invitation on the bedside, Mo Wan immediately picked up her phone and walked out.

*****
In the Fang family's mansion, the butler answered the phone, and then walked to the room in the corner upstairs.

After knocking on the door lightly, the housekeeper slowly pushed it away.

The bedroom is large, but the light is so dark that it looks like a cloudy day. The curtains in the room are drawn all year round, but Fang's father still likes to sit in front of the window and drink tea, play chess, and play against himself.

Walking forward, the housekeeper stood behind him, quietly watching him play a game of chess without making a sound.

After a while, he put down the sunspot in his hand, and Fang's father's hoarse voice sounded: "What's the matter?"

"Miss called just now. She said it was the sixth day of April, and it was the full moon banquet for the child. It was a gathering with relatives and friends at the Yan family's mansion. I hope you can attend..."

"How did you reply?"

"I said that the master is still on a business trip in Vietnam. I will notify the master, but I may not be able to come back. I will definitely go when the time comes!" After repeating the original words, looking at the man in the wheelchair, the housekeeper couldn't help but talk again. Two sentences:

"Master, you really don't want to go and see how the lady is doing, okay? You follow a man with no name or distinction, and you have a child..."

I also want to know, how could it be good!

As he said that, the housekeeper couldn't help crying out for Mo Wan, but unfortunately before he finished speaking, Fang's father suddenly thought of something, and interrupted him urgently, his voice was even more inexplicably excited and slightly trembling:
"Child? By the way, how is the child? Is there a problem?"

He clearly saw the light shining from the bottom of his eyes, heard the strangeness in his tone, and knew better what he wanted to ask. The housekeeper also spoke bluntly:

"The young master is very cute, healthy, and obedient. He seems to be born with the ability to read people's faces. He is really likable! I heard that the Yan family gave a lot of greeting gifts, and he is very fond of the young master. It hurts so much!"

"very healthy?"

Whispering, his eyes darkened, Father Fang's deformed palm gripped the crutch hard, his veins twitching, he didn't speak for a long time, he didn't know what to think—

After a long time, he slowly loosened his fist:
"Full Moon Banquet, go for me! Just do what you said...bring more greetings! Just follow his standard!"

After finishing speaking, the old man waved his hand slightly dejectedly, the butler nodded, and then retreated automatically. Of course, he would not be unaware of who the 'he' he was referring to!Even if the family goes bankrupt, the master probably won't bow his head in front of the Yan family and lose face!
Turning around, the butler's steps were obviously heavy!
It's just, miss—

Hey!
***
Not sure if Yan Qingyu will go home, and it's been a long time since he deliberately waited for someone, but this night, Mo Wan has a clear purpose... Expecting it intentionally or unintentionally.

At ten o'clock, she finally heard the familiar footsteps on the stairs as she wished.Turning over and getting out of bed, Mo Wan ran out at a trot and stopped him at the stairs.

They looked at each other, as if they hadn't seen each other for a century. For a long time, the two of them didn't move, and the atmosphere was inexplicably strange and awkward.

He looked at Mo Wan coldly, and shook his suit, but Yan Qingyu looked away pretending to be meaningless. Just as he was about to lift his feet to leave, there was a light tugging force on his arm:

"This Saturday night... is the baby's full moon feast!" In a word, Mo Wan pointed to the point.

Without looking back, Yan Qingyu let out a light 'hmm' in a dispirited voice: "Got it!"

After finishing speaking, Yan Qingyu continued to move forward, but the strength of his arm did not relax. The next second, the gentle voice continued to sound:
"Then...the night before, could you come back earlier? I think..."

Celebrate your birthday!

Before the second half of the sentence was finished, the small white hand was suddenly thrown out by the force of a beating, and then, the obviously impatient voice stopped:

"Understood! Annoying—"

Yan Qingyu turned around and went back to the bedroom, standing where he was, Mo Wan was stunned for a long time, his face was a little pale and ugly.It hurt like a needle in her heart, and his painstaking efforts suddenly made her understand...how much he hates herself!

If it was the past, she would definitely have self-knowledge, and she would definitely not ask for shame.

And this time, it was not that Mo Wan hadn't thought about it, but when she returned to the baby's room and saw the innocent little face sleeping soundly on the soft couch, the city wall that had just been built in her heart collapsed again!In front of her, the baby's happiness and future are the most important!And everything else has become worthless, even including dignity!

At this moment, there was only one strong thought in Mo Wan's mind, and it was thriving!

At dusk, in front of the door, a little girl in a white princess dress was sitting on a rock, staring blankly at a man and a woman who were walking along the road with their friends, and the envious and dull eyes suddenly came into my mind... I couldn't help it Mo Wan suddenly shook her head:
'No!She can't give up!If she gives up, will her child...will repeat her old ways?Waiting for father or mother with longing and helpless eyes? '

Whispering, Mo Wan's soft eyes unconsciously fell back to the sleeping spot on the bed again.

***
Yan Qingyu's birthday is just around the corner, and it's too late to pick out gifts, and his time is limited and it's inconvenient to go out. After thinking about it, Mo Wan decided to knit a scarf by himself.

Although winter has passed, spring has just begun. Mo Wan suddenly thought of a thin men's decorative scarf that suits him very well!It just so happens that there are still a large amount of high-quality fine cotton threads left over from crochet for babies at home.

In the end, Mo Wan chose the classic navy blue and white collocation, and was going to weave a neat blue and white thin scarf, which can be used as a decoration on the neckline of a suit.After making up his mind, choosing a pattern, and taking care of the baby, Mo Wan started to prepare.

After all, the two days are a bit rushed, and coupled with the need to take care of the children from time to time, Mo Wan often had to stay up until midnight.But when she thought about what she could do for his birthday, no matter how hard she worked, she felt happy.

Tomorrow is his birthday, and he was afraid that the delay would affect the quality of the gift. This night, the nanny and servant were dismissed, and Mo Wan was knitting a scarf while guarding the baby.When the child wakes up, she feeds the child, and when the child falls asleep, she crochets the scarf desperately. Every stitch and thread is done with utmost care, and even if there is a little irregularity, she will do her best to correct, repair or repair the scarf. It was dismantled and re-woven.

Finally, at three o'clock in the morning, she completed her gift as she wished, tidied it up carefully, and put it in a packing box designed by herself. Mo Wan yawned and went to bed with peace of mind, smiling and closing her eyes. .

***
The exhaustion of the past few days made her physically exhausted. On the second day, she woke up intermittently, and Mo Wan slept until one o'clock in the afternoon.

After waking up, seeing the child and handing the child to the care of the nurse, Mo Wan turned around and went out, planning to prepare some materials and make a birthday cake by himself in the evening.

After going downstairs, Mo Wan realized that the whole family had gone out, and there was no festive atmosphere for the birthday at home. The servants were all busy, and the dishes in the kitchen were the same as before. No one remembered to tell them to prepare a bowl. Longevity noodles, or a symbolic cake.

The moment he walked into the kitchen, Mo Wan's heart ached a little.Suddenly, I felt that I was not so pitiful.Although she only has her father, and rarely spends her birthday with him every year, at least her father will ask Uncle Liu to prepare a cake for her, and will remember to buy her a birthday present.

At this moment, she sympathized with Yan Qingyu, and even began to understand his perverse, rebellious, uninhibited, like a child who didn't get attention... She was trying her best to yearn for that little bit of warm attention, even if that Attention is coming from... abhorrence!
Mo Wan's heart hurts more and more!
***
This afternoon, Mo Wan spent most of his time in the kitchen.After eight o'clock in the evening, Mo Wan personally baked a cake, spread cream on it, spread fruit, and painted three red hearts symbolically, although it was a bit crooked.The two big hearts are opposite each other, and a small one is trapped, representing their family.

She sincerely hopes to coexist peacefully with him, even if there is no love, even if it is just to give the child a complete home.

Finally, adding "Happy-birsday" birthday wishes, Mo Wan just fastened the box of the cake and carried it upstairs carefully.

I don't want anyone to disturb their family's reunion, and I don't want to be seen by others to cause trouble.Early on, Mo Wan dismissed all the servants, alone, guarding the baby, looking at the cake, and waiting eagerly.

As time passed by, Mo Wan was still disappointed.

When it was nearly twelve o'clock, Mo Wan went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles. Although the birthday man was not around, she still wanted to celebrate his birthday devoutly and persistently!
Busy and waiting, at this moment, Mo Wan seemed to suddenly understand that night... He waited for his mood, anxiety, anticipation, and slowly turned into disappointment, even anger!
Carrying the noodles upstairs, opening the cake box, in the last few minutes before twelve o'clock, Mo Wan murmured softly to herself:
"Happy birthday!"

Although he was not around, Mo Wan still celebrated for him.Then he ate some noodles and took a bite of the cake. Looking at the noodle cake and the gift that had not been given yet, his mouth could not help but be filled with bitterness.

Sitting blankly for a while, sighing faintly, Mo Wan was just about to pack up when suddenly there was a muffled sound of heavy footsteps.Standing up quickly, Mo Wan rushed out, raised her eyes, and saw a decadent figure crookedly... turning to one side.

Hastily turned back to the room, picked up the noodles and the cut cake, and Mo Wan ran to Yan Qingyu's bedroom.

As soon as he entered the door, a strong smell of alcohol came to his nostrils. When he looked up, he saw Yan Qingyu's tall body lying on his back on the bed, and his suit was stretched and wrinkled.Putting down the dishes in her hands, Mo Wan immediately turned and went into the bathroom, and after a while, she came out with a small basin.

Wanting him to sleep more comfortably, Mo Wan carefully helped him remove his stiff coat and pants, tried to help him adjust a comfortable posture, and carefully wiped his face with a hot towel.

After everything was settled, Mo Wan straightened up and was about to leave when someone grabbed his hand suddenly. Yan Qingyu yanked his body, staggered, and fell on top of him in a blink of an eye. The person has been quickly crushed under the body, and then, a manic voice burst into rage:

"Why are you here? Who allowed you to come in?!"

Frightened by Yan Qingyu's bruised and violent appearance, his mind went blank for a moment, and Mo Wan shrank in a daze, her voice trembling tremblingly:

"That... I am... I have no malice... Happy birthday! I just want to tell you... I... I have prepared a... birthday present for you!"

Panicked like a moose, tossed and turned, Mo Wan was still a little confused, but instinctively struggled to escape from his armpit.

"Gift? Hehe... I really... like this gift!"

Yan Qingyu's eyes drooped, and Yan Qingyu's deep eyes, the taunting glare flashed away, raised his hand, along the side button of her pajamas, pulled it vigorously, and in an instant, a large piece of beautiful scenery like flowers appeared in front of him, The undisguised abundance also bounced out, instantly setting off layers of blurred ultimate temptation
Immediately, a pair of thin cocooned palms were rudely covered.
Startled, Mo Wan tugged at her clothes in a panic, her face blushing with embarrassment: "What are you doing? You don't want to be like this..."

"What are you pretending to be? You're here, don't you want to give me...a gift? If you pretend again, you'll be hypocritical!"

With bloodshot eyes and narrowed eyes, Yan Qingyu tore her clothes vigorously, leaned over, and a passionate kiss had already fallen on her.

"You... you misunderstood... the gift I'm talking about is not... this..."

Twisting her body, Mo Wan wanted to grab something, but when she looked up, she saw the cake and noodle bowl on the table, and then remembered that the gift she carefully prepared was still in the room and she hadn't brought it yet!
Turning her head away, Mo Wan bit her lower lip in frustration. She was shackled to death, and her body ached from his pinching. For a moment, Mo Wan was so anxious that sweat broke out on her forehead:

"Don't be like this, let me go first..."

Tonight, he seemed to be extraordinarily different, making people inexplicably...frightened!
"Don't do this, let me go first! You really have misunderstood! The gift, in the baby room—"

"Why... afraid! If you are smart enough, you shouldn't have provoked me!"

It was you who took the initiative to provoke me!
Feeling inexplicably irritable, Yan Qingyu became drunk with the help of alcohol!With one force, she tore off her clothes, and her rigid body pressed down forcefully.

His movements were extraordinarily vigorous, as if he was venting something.

"Ah! It hurts! You misunderstood, you are really whining...don't be like this..."

Turning around, for a moment, Mo Wan was stunned by his bloodshot eyes, like a delicacy under the palm of a hungry wolf, she couldn't break free at all.The eyes met, she saw him like a wounded little animal, lost all reason, and unconsciously, she reached out to stroke his hair, stroking gently, trying to calm his out-of-control emotions.

Mo Wan didn't know that in Yan Qingyu's life, if there was a day that he hated the most, it must be his birthday and Yan Xincheng's birthday!

Because, in these two days, one is the so-called mother's death day, and the other is his mother's memorial day.

But subconsciously, he longed for himself to celebrate his birthday happily and eat cake like all normal people. The long-suppressed contradictions made his temperament change drastically on this day, hot and cold, extremely violent!I don't know since when, every year on this day, he will be extremely depraved, and he can only numb himself with alcohol and women.

But tonight, he was very strange, he didn't drink less wine, but woman, he couldn't have it?Even when the woman was under his body, his body was obviously already impulsive, but as soon as the door was opened, the figure of her holding the child appeared in his mind, and he was stunned... let himself--drunk !
Or, to be more precise... He found a reason for himself - a reason to run away!

As if feeling something, Yan Qingyu squinted his eyes slightly, and Yan Qingyu's movements began to become tender, and the kiss-sucking movement did not stop, but it was no longer violent...

Nerves were tense, but Mo Wan still felt and paid attention carefully, patiently waiting for his sanity to recover.

There was an obvious abnormality in the body, and at the same time, there was a thought of fleeing. Seeing that Yan Qingyu's hands had shifted positions, propped up his body, and exhausted all his strength, Mo Wan just wanted to push him away, like a mountain. The force came up again without warning, and in the next second, everything stopped abruptly, and heavy breathing lingered in my ears.

He fell asleep?
Collapsing down, Mo Wan breathed a long sigh of relief, raised her hand, and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead. Suddenly, she realized that his hand...was still in her clothes!

faint!What should be done, what should not be done, has been done, only the last step is left!

His complexion suddenly changed a few times, he pushed him away little by little, pulled up his clothes, took two steps in three steps, and Mo Wan rushed out as if fleeing from a refugee:
'Oh, what a shame!Now, I'm really ashamed to see people! '

After rushing back to the baby room in one breath, Mo Wan hid in the bathroom in embarrassment, took a deep breath and adjusted his breath for a long time, but the redness on his face did not fade for a long time.

She didn't come out until the baby's crying sound came from the bedroom, and she picked up her beloved son, and just pulled off the clothes, there was a trace, and there was a burst of burning on her face in an instant!
Sitting on the head of the bed, feeding the baby, looking at the white paper box tied with a blue ribbon on the head of the bed, Mo Wan had mixed feelings in her heart. The gift hadn't been delivered yet, but she was like a deflated ball, as if she had lost her first place. The courage to step out for the second time.

Looking down at the baby son who was eating loudly, Mo Wan just wanted to change the direction, and the child started crying endlessly. Again, even the strength increased obviously. Feeling it, the corners of Mo Wan's lips could not help but curl up. A faint wry smile mixed with a little happiness:
Really worthy of father and son!At a young age, the advantages have not been inherited, but the temper is just as anxious and domineering!

******
The next day, when Yan Qingyu woke up, he only felt a splitting headache, and the sour smell of rotten alcohol smelled all over his body. When he smelled it, he couldn't help feeling more and more uncomfortable.

Rubbing his sore forehead, he stood up in a daze, Yan Qingyu half staggered and turned into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, changed his clothes, and took off his suit, Yan Qingyu turned around. Suddenly, a bowl of cold noodles and an obviously weathered birthday cake on the table came into view. Some blurred images flashed in his mind, and he threw down his suit , He walked over like a ghost.

A trace of inexplicable complex emotions throbbed in his heart, like a butterfly about to break out of its cocoon, scratching his disturbed heart.

Raising his hand, he took a mouthful of butter and put it in his mouth... The sweet and greasy taste spread out on the tip of his tongue, not to mention delicious, but he didn't hate it.

God knows, he has never liked sweets, and after the age of six, he has never eaten a birthday cake.

Pursing his lips, Yan Qingyu stretched out his hand unconsciously. Before he touched the cake, there was a sudden sound of opening the door, followed by a slightly trembling female voice:

"Master?! I'm sorry, I didn't know you were still here...that's why I didn't knock on the door. I'll go out now!"

Withdrew his hand slowly, Yan Qingyu's expression was lukewarm, he coughed twice, and then turned around slowly pretending to be innocent:

"It's okay... clean up!"

Taking out a tissue quickly, Yan Qingyu secretly wiped his hands and turned to the bed, picked up his suit and walked to the door. Before going out, he looked at the cold noodles and cakes on the table with some reluctance.

At the top of the stairs, Yan Qingyu's feet seemed to be suddenly weighed down by a heavy load, and unconsciously, he had already stopped.Staring at the empty corridor opposite with thoughtful eyes, for a long time——

Bursts of headache and discomfort hit intermittently, narrowing his eyes slightly, Yan Qingyu reached out and pinched again.

The feeling of a hangover is really bad!

Opening his eyes, he seemed to have consciousness on his feet, and walked sideways to the opposite corridor.

In the baby room, the nanny is making the bed and changing the bedding. On the sofa beside the bed, Mo Wan is holding the baby and feeding it carefully, humming softly, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth !
Standing at the door, staring at the mother and son, Yan Qingyu's heart thumped, as if he had been hit hard by something.

After changing the bed, the servant got up together, and was the first to see the person at the door, and immediately greeted him:
"Master, early—"

Suddenly startled, looked back in a panic, Mo Wan's face changed drastically, looked at the baby in his arms, saw that he seemed to have almost eaten, then quickly pulled off his clothes, and ended the feeding early, feeling very upset is wondering:

Why is he here?

(End of this chapter)