I’m Pregnant with the Villain’s Child
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Chapter 352 – Mommy, when are you going to give me a little sister? (1)

Naturally, all of Lu Beichuan’s motions meddling with the operations of Chaoxun Entertainment did not escape Ye Zhen. That being said, she did not have the spare energy to deal with the king of vinegar right now. Sitting on top of the toilet and staring at the two lines on the pregnancy test, she was both happy and troubled.

With her previous experience, she had an idea this time when she started seeing signs. Sure enough, she was pregnant.

How long has it been?

Zhouzhou was only 3-years old. It had been less than 4 years, and she was pregnant again?

It was cordial between herself and Lu Beichuan the first two years, but things had since become messy in the past year and even more so recently. Ye Zhen sighed. She could feel a headache coming on.

She could still remember clearly her near-death experience from three years ago. She really would not want to relive that pain all over again. Not everyone has the courage to face that kind of suffering.

Ye Zhen plunged into deep thought with her hand over her lower stomach.

Ye Zhen was very distracted the entire day and had no appetite even when she sat in front of a table full of food during dinner.

Mother Lu, noticing that Ye Zhen was not in the best of spirits, asked eagerly, “Zhenzhen, what’s the matter? Do you not like the food? Is your work too stressful? If you don’t like the food, we can have the kitchen staff make you different ones. If your work is too difficult…”

“No,” said Ye Zhen with a smile. “I just don’t have a lot of appetite these last few days.”

Lu Beichuan ladled out a bowl of soup for her. Noticing that Ye Zhen didn’t look well, he was also a little worried. “Okay. Don’t force yourself if you have no appetite.”

Zhouzhou, on the other hand, was thoroughly enjoying the meal. He looked up when he heard Ye Zhen’s words. He had a few pieces of rice stuck to the side of his mouth. “Mommy, Zhouzhou’s rice is delicious. Do you want to have it?”

Ye Zhen helplessly picked off the rice on his face. “Wouldn’t Zhouzhou be hungry if mommy eats Zhouzhou’s rice.”

Zhouzhou generously pushed his bowl over to Ye Zhen and said, “That won’t be a problem. Zhouzhou is already full!”

Looking at Zhouzhou’s large and beautiful eyes, Ye Zhen rubbed him on his head and asked, “Was Zhouzhou a good boy at kindergarten today? Did you fight with the other kids?”

“No! Zhouzhou was a good boy and didn’t fight with any of the other children!” Having said that, he looked righteously over to Mother Lu. “You can ask Grandma!”

“Yes, yes, yes. Our Zhouzhou had been a very good boy. Grandma will vouch for you!” Having said that, Mother Lu smiled and said, “But you shouldn’t draw on other kids’ faces next time, alright?”

“Draw on other kids’ faces? What happened?” Ye Zhen asked Mother Lu.

“I went to pick him up from school today and the teacher told me that he drew on a girl with his paintbrush. Zhouzhou, you tell us. Did that happen?”

Zhouzhou, his lips pushed forward, obviously didn’t care for the subject. Glancing over at Lu Beichuan quickly, he said in a low voice, “Mommy always draws on her own face to look pretty. I wanted Yinyin to look pretty too.”

“Is Yinyin a classmate of yours?”

“Yes! She sits next to me and told me that she likes me.”

Ye Zhen gave Mother Lu a surprised look and busted out laughing. “She likes you?”

Zhouzhou counted with his fingers. “Yinyin is not the only one who said she likes me. There’s also Duoduo, Rourou, and Feifei. They’re always putting chocolates into my backpack.”

Zhouzhou was a cute boy with tender and fair skin and looked fragile. His eyes were large and round and looked like two ponds. He was outgoing, friendly, and a sweet talker. It wasn’t difficult for him to mingle with both the teachers and the students at the kindergarten. The teachers weren’t the only ones who liked pretty kids; even other kids like pretty kids. It didn’t take Zhouzhou long to become everyone’s favorite.

Ye Zhen didn’t know what to make of that. “Do you like them then?”

“I do!”

“Who do you enjoy playing with the most?”

Zhouzhou cocked his head and gave it some thought. He frowned and thought about it for a long time before he finally came up with an answer. “I like them all!”

Such were the words from a child, and nobody paid that too much attention.