Contract Marriage: Billionaire and His Deaf Wife-Chapter 1099: The Reunion Approaches (9)

At this point, Gu Nuan came down from upstairs.

The elders didn’t need to stand up. Xiao Shuju went over to support the pregnant Gu Nuan.

Old Madam Xiao instantly noticed Gu Nuan’s big belly, her eyes filled with both delight and some concern. How come it feels like Gu Nuan looks ready to give birth, it’s so big.

As soon as Gu Nuan sat down, the old lady immediately asked, completely forgetting the previous quarrel, "What did the doctor say? When is the due date?"

"About one or two more months," Gu Nuan said, her tone not urgent at all.

"Is it still Professor Tang who’s seeing you?"

"Yes."

The old lady said in a complex tone, "Shouldn’t we consult a few more doctors? Although Professor Tang is very skilled, more perspectives and more opinions——"

"There’s no need." Gu Nuan interrupted the old lady’s fantasy.

Old Madam Xiao fell silent.

It seemed everyone was present. Gu Nuan signaled for Butler Xiao to prepare the dishes.

The Xiao family’s side, seeing that Xiao Yebai had not shown up at all, all had gloomy and tense expressions, not knowing what to say.

Xiao Shuju received a look from the old lady and awkwardly said to Gu Nuan, "Sister-in-law, where is Yebai? The whole family is here for dinner. Any other time might be okay, but today is different, it’s the New Year’s Eve dinner. If he says he’s not coming home, and you don’t dare say anything to him, we’ll speak to him for you! Don’t worry, Grandma and Dad will back you up!"

Gu Nuan calmly instructed Butler Xiao to serve the guests with some delicious drinks, then said, "Everyone, let’s eat first. After dinner, we can go see him. You should know better than I do what kind of person Yebai is and whether he is filial."

Those words seemed to settle the matter.

Some of the Xiao family members were stunned, some thoughtful, and some speechless.

Compared to Xiao Shuju, Old Madam Xiao and Xiao Jianming, who had experienced greater storms, reacted faster. From Gu Nuan’s words, they analyzed that their son and grandson’s situation didn’t seem to be as dire as they feared.

Old Madam Xiao thought to herself, if Gu Nuan agreed to let them see him, it meant her grandson was at least not disfigured or crippled.

Xiao Shuju was initially about to speak with her mouth open, but seeing the two elders staying silent, she shut her mouth. Thinking that she would see her brother after dinner, which wasn’t a long time anyway, she didn’t feel as burdened.

Speaking of the Ou family, the New Year’s Eve reunion dinner was definitely organized single-handedly by Ou Chunhua. In past years, she would have been the happiest at this time because her husband and son would come home to accompany her, but this year, she seemed somewhat distracted.

If she could, she would rather skip the New Year.

Mrs. Lu told her bluntly that if she didn’t find a way to help her resolve the investment loss, she wouldn’t be able to keep it hidden any longer. Because of the Lu family’s tradition, on New Year’s Eve, the couple had to settle their accounts to prepare the red envelopes for the next day.

The situation with Mrs. Lu was like a fire unable to be concealed by paper. Once it was uncovered, Ou Chunhua’s deception and enormous debt issues would be exposed.

Ou Chunhua didn’t know how much her husband had actually noticed. She only knew that lately, Ou Shihua seemed to not care about her as much, yet he often appeared around her as if he was monitoring her.

"Miss from the Zhao family is here," someone reported at the doorway.

Ou Chunhua thought of this Gu Nuan’s female spy, whom both Ou Shihua and her son liked.

"Let her in," Ou Chunhua said helplessly.

Zhao Mengjin walked in. At this moment, Ou Shihua came out from the study, smiling at her sophisticated attire, and said, "Yanan is upstairs; since we haven’t started dining yet, why don’t you go upstairs to see him and offer some comfort."

Ou Yanan had been discharged from the hospital a month ago. The doctor said that while the external injuries were mostly healed in the hospital, the amnesia would be better addressed at home.

Upstairs, Ou Yanan seemed unaware of the festive season, taking a book on medicine from the shelf and flipping through it.

The curtain on his window was suddenly lifted by a gust of wind, revealing a silhouette on his window sill.

The person’s eyes were fixed on his face.