The Favored Heiress-Chapter 1299: He Chen Becomes a Father Again
Li Qiao shed tears, and Shang Yu immediately furrowed his thick eyebrows.
The man embraced her, lifting his head to wipe away the bothersome traces at the corners of her eyes, his voice low and tense like a drawn string, "Why are you crying?"
Li Qiao took a breath, leaning forward on Shang Yu’s shoulder, "Tonight, I want to stay with him while he sleeps."
The man responded, sweeping aside her stray hair at her forehead, and lowered his eyes, "Okay, I’ll stay with you."
They had never stayed with Shang Yin while he slept before.
The child had always been stable since birth, with nannies taking turns caring for him after lulling him to sleep.
If not for suddenly realizing the neglect towards him, Li Qiao wouldn’t have thought of herself as an unfit mother.
Shang Yin was the child she endured severe pregnancy nausea for six to seven months to give birth to.
The pregnancy turmoil nearly cost Li Qiao half her life, but after birth, he was so smart and well-behaved it was heartbreaking.
Before long, the lights in the master bedroom dimmed.
Li Qiao lay in Shang Yu’s embrace, while Shang Yin nestled against her chest, sleeping soundly.
Before the lights went out, the little guy drowsily opened his eyes.
He felt a comforting scent around him, familiar and reassuring.
Shang Yin kicked the quilt, turning over to roll back into Li Qiao’s arms, murmuring in his sleep, "Dreamed of Mama, smells so good..."
Li Qiao propped her forehead, leaned down to look at his tender yet increasingly handsome cheeks, and kissed him several times on the face.
The night deepened, and the family of three embraced each other into sleep.
In this warm night, Li Qiao and Shang Yu had a dream. They dreamed of Shang Yin grown up; in the dream, he was carefree and unrestrained, an exceptional talent surpassing his predecessors, and the Shang’s eldest son they were most proud of, Shang Wenzan.
...
Two years later, at South Sea Mansion, the autumn sky was clear and crisp.
Nearly seven-year-old Shang Yin sat under the patio umbrella doing homework, not far from the lawn where White Tiger was frolicking and rolling around wildly.
That year, Shang Yin moved back to South Sea Mansion on his own to give his companion White Tiger more space to move around and to avoid the curious or fearful glances from the public.
The once cute and soft little Shang Yin had now grown into a little adult.
His once chubby, youthful cheeks now losing their baby fat, revealing the beginnings of a handsome, superior profile and features.
"Yi Bao, time to eat."
From a distance, it was Luoyu calling.
Last month, when Shang Yin moved back to South Sea Mountain, Luoyu and her husband along with Wang Yue moved back too.
Luoyu had cared for Shang Yin since he was young, with affection no less than that of a mother.
Wang Yue also volunteered to follow Shang Yin, simply because he wanted to teach Shang Yin hacker-related skills on time.
No matter what the little prince thought, as long as he was young and didn’t know how to refuse, Wang Yue intended to teach him hard.
Hearing the call, Shang Yin closed his book and returned to the living room.
Luoyu’s son, who had just turned three, now tailed behind Shang Yin every day like a little shadow.
As for his name, his father decided on it and refused to change it, named Gu Yingjun.
Despite Luoyu’s seemingly stern and cold demeanor, she was still a soft-hearted woman deep down.
Even though Gu Chenn married into the Mansion, she allowed their child to take his last name.
However, when naming Gu Yingjun, they nearly got into a fight.
In the end, neither won.
Because the child’s formal name was Gu Yingjun, but his nickname was Luo Yun.
It was something Luoyu purposely named him, intending for him to follow Shang Yin and become the new four assistants.
But...
"Yingjun, Yingjun, where have you gone!"
Gu Chenn’s voice echoed throughout the South Sea Mansion again.
Luoyu pursed her lips to glare at him, "Can’t you call him Luo Yun?"
"I can’t, Yingjun sounds nice." Gu Chenn smirked and leaned close to Luoyu, "Just like Cuiying sounds nice."
Luoyu was helpless and unwilling to waste words on such trifles.
Before long, a group of people walked into the dining room, and Shang Yu spread a napkin on his lap, displaying impeccable decorum, "Aunt Yu, there’s no class this afternoon, could you please arrange a training course for me?"
Luoyu brushed aside her fringe with a gentle smile, "Not planning to visit your godfather’s house today?"
A week ago, Sister Yin Er called, inviting Shang Yin over for a simple meal.
But even now, he was unwilling to go over.
At this moment, Shang Yin blinked his doe-like eyes, lowered his head to eat rice, vaguely saying, "Another day."
Luoyu initially thought he had an unpleasant encounter with the He siblings.
However, upon seeing his actions, a light bulb went off, and her heart understood.
Yes, their little prince was in the midst of losing his baby teeth.
...
Meanwhile, at the He family villa.
Yin Mo held a medical report in her hand, gazing dazedly at the man beside her, "Hubby, so I haven’t gone through menopause after all..."
No matter how much time had passed, Yin Mo’s emotional intelligence seemed unable to progress beyond a score of 29.
But even her occasional regressions in emotional intelligence were enough to give He Chen a headache.
Yin Mo was just over thirty, but missing her period for two consecutive months led her to believe she was experiencing early menopause.
At this time, He Chen irritatedly wanted to light a cigarette, but seeing the report in the woman’s hand, he crushed the cigarette pack.
Yin Mo was pregnant!
Five years after he had a vasectomy!
In the sixth year of He Yanmo and He Yanyi, he found himself unexpectedly becoming a father again.
What irritated He Chen wasn’t the pregnancy itself but the fact that over the past two months, although he seldom smoked indoors, he indulged in a few post-midnight cigarettes.
At those times, Yin Mo was present, and he couldn’t shake off the concern about whether it affected the fetus’s development.
But what troubled He Chen more was, did his vasectomy fail?
That afternoon, He Chen put aside his work and went straight to the Yan Emperor Group.
There were some matters better discussed privately between men.
But He Chen didn’t expect to find the Yan Emperor office quite crowded.
He stopped at the doorway, coldly glancing at Yun Lih, Zong Zhan, and Jin Rong, "What’s the occasion that makes you all so free?"
Yun Lih crossed his legs, leisurely taking a drag of his cigarette, "It seems... you didn’t get an invite?"
He Chen remained expressionless, "Whose, invite?"
"I suggest you don’t ask, or else it’ll be awkward," Yun Lih tilted his chin, "Didn’t expect Brother Chen to see such a day."
For now, He Chen didn’t want to deal with these trivial matters. He snorted and turned to leave, "Shang Shaoyan, come out."
The man behind the large desk put out his cigarette, stood up and glanced toward Yun Lih, "Bai Yan didn’t invite He Chen?"
"How could he not? Most likely too many people, didn’t inform in time."
...
Later, with Shang Yu’s arrangement, He Chen went to Yan Emperor Private Hospital for a check-up, and found out only then that the vasectomy he had five years ago had unexpectedly reversed.
It was rare, and the chances were low, but there have indeed been cases of natural recanalization leading to pregnancies decades later in medical records.
At that moment, He Chen had just one thought, whether boy or girl, he felt the need to personally raise and teach that child to adulthood.
Primarily because his darling wife had already turned their son, He Yanyi, into a naive sweetheart.
If it weren’t for He Yanmo trailing him daily and enjoying playing with Shang Yin, most likely, the emotional intelligence of this pair of fraternal twins wouldn’t reach beyond 30.
