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Calculating the time, this child should be a few months old by now.
A little one of a few months is prone to getting sick, and Bai Ru is really losing weight quickly.
Mist Shenshen hasn't even finished her confinement period and is already worried about the loose skin around her belly. Jian Yunong's ears are practically ringing; if it weren't for her poor relationship with Bai Ru, she would have wanted to ask Bai Ru if she had any special weight loss techniques.
That night, when they went to bed, Jian Yunong brought this up to Huo Jincheng.
"Did Sister-in-law give birth to a boy or a girl?"
Huo Jincheng was reading at the time and didn't even lift his eyelids. "I think it's a daughter."
I think?
From his tone, it seemed like he wasn't very familiar with Bai Ru's situation. Jian Yunong gently leaned over; Huo Jincheng was reading the Historical Almanac, and she was a bit surprised that he was interested in something other than making money.
"When did you become interested in history?"
Huo Jincheng wrapped his arms around her. "Just wanted to learn a bit."
Actually, he had been reading books on this topic for the past six months; it was just that Jian Yunong had been oblivious and hadn't noticed.
"I want to know what in here has captivated my daughter-in-law so much that even her wealthy husband has been neglected."
Huo Jincheng smiled mischievously.
Here he comes again, this man always has to be inappropriate for no reason. Jian Yunong knows that she has neglected him during this period. The early stages of preparing for the graduate entrance exam were manageable, but later on, they almost… let’s see, it seems like once a week? It was also at Huo Jincheng's strong insistence that she balance work and leisure, reminding her that she couldn't always be so tense and needed to have some fun.
She felt an impulse to cover her face as Jian Yunong suddenly realized that her entertainment activities had turned into rolling in bed with her husband.
She used to have barriers when it came to intimacy.
It seemed that under the pressure of pursuing her dreams, her barriers to closeness gradually disappeared.
Jian Yunong rubbed against his shoulder, adjusting to a comfortable angle before reading together with him.
She really didn’t expect that in her lifetime, she would be able to read the same book as Huo Jincheng, and it was one she could understand.
In the past, Huo Jincheng always read German or French books.
Sorry, but during her time studying abroad, Jian Yunong only knew the basics of English, so those books felt like reading ancient texts to her.
Now she could even say a few sentences.
“Next week, I’ll take you to visit Teacher Zheng,” Huo Jincheng said as he closed the book and reached out to turn off the light.
“Teacher Zheng? Which Teacher Zheng?”
Jian Yunong's throat felt a bit dry.
"How many Teacher Zhengs are there in Great History?"
Of course, it's the most famous one.
Jian Yunong's heart raced to her throat. When she mentioned Teacher Zheng, she immediately thought of that renowned professor, but she never expected it to be true!
"Visit him? This..." Jian Yunong stammered, "I... I... the exam results haven't come out yet. I... I haven't studied much these past few days... What if he asks me questions and I can't answer?"
Goodness, she hadn't even met Teacher Zheng yet, and she was already trembling.
It wasn't fear; it was a deep-seated reverence for a titan in the field of history.
It felt like a little fan finally getting to meet their idol—exciting yet a bit scary. What if, what if the idol didn't like her?
Jian Yunong was almost rolling on the bed.
Huo Jincheng found it both amusing and exasperating. He pulled the little whirlwind back from the edge of the bed and held her tightly. "So, the scheduled time is next week, not tomorrow. Don't be too nervous. A week is enough for you to adjust your mood. Besides, this isn't a very formal visit; just think of it as going out to have fun and coincidentally running into a well-known professor. I've asked around, and Teacher Zheng is very kind; he's not that strict type of teacher. He won't make you recite the historical timeline in front of him."
Hearing this reassured Jian Yunong quite a bit, and she settled down comfortably in his embrace.
"But I still can't sleep."
After a while, Jian Yunong whispered, her small hand playing on his chest, "Doesn't Teacher Huo want me to turn in my homework tonight?"
Huo Jincheng was somewhat surprised. Jian Yunong finally showed some interest?
He narrowed his eyes and said calmly, "What assignment? You've already finished your exams, so there's no need to submit any assignments."
Hmph! Jian Yunong poked him hard with her finger, clearly indicating that was not what she meant!
With her back turned to Huo Jincheng, it wasn't long before he turned around to coax her, his fingers slipping into her nightgown... The night was still young...
That visit to Teacher Zheng was indeed as Huo Jincheng had said; Zheng Lao didn't discuss much about history and didn't test her at all.
On the way home, Jian Yunong couldn't help but exclaim, "Teacher Zheng is really impressive! I had watched his public lectures online before, and they were particularly brilliant, full of references and insights. It felt like there was nothing he didn't know. I didn't expect to meet him in person today; even when he wasn't talking about history, he was very interesting."
A nonchalant voice from Huo Jincheng interrupted, "Is that so?"
Young Master Huo was unhappy; Young Master Huo was jealous!
Jian Yunong was taken aback but quickly smiled and leaned against his shoulder, "You're the most handsome, darling! Thank you, Huo Jincheng!"
Huo Jincheng feigned indifference and replied with a grunt, "Just praising another man once is enough. If you say more than that, I won't be happy. I'm not deaf."
"Mm-hmm, you're right. Whatever Young Master Huo says is correct."
The day before the exam results were released, Jian Yunong was at the Huo Family Old Residence.
Today, the dining room was particularly lively at the old house, as Huo Liangchen brought Bai Ru along.
The little one kept crying and no matter how they tried to soothe him, nothing worked. Bai Ru had no choice but to carry the child into the courtyard, while Huo Liangchen showed no signs of concern whatsoever.
Bai Ru was not well-received, and with Huo Liangchen's indifference towards her, the servants also acted according to their expressions, leaving no one to lend a hand.
Jian Yunong seemed to see herself just after marrying into the Huo Family, having poor relationships with everyone and feeling out of place.
Huo Jinge bounced in, breaking the subtle gloom and oppression that filled the living room.
Scanning the people in the house, Huo Jinge's gaze skipped over Jian Yunong. Ever since being scolded by Huo Jincheng, the young girl had no intention of rekindling her friendship with Jian Yunong.
Perhaps everyone had their own lives.
"Where's Sister Le Yi?"
Huo Jinge innocently asked, "She isn't skipping dinner again, is she?"
"Yes. She said she had something to do and couldn't make it," Grandma Huo replied while glancing at Jian Yunong, as if there was something she didn't want her to know. "Now that everyone is here, let's begin."
Jian Yunong instinctively scanned the members of the Huo Family present. Could it be? For such an important ritual as ancestor worship, how could the eldest son's wife—Huo Jincheng's mother—not be present?
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