Night Fire Lingering

Chapter 229 Baby, can you still walk?

He Tingchuan's technique was very skillful. After finding out that Luo Beiqing had a cramp in her right leg, he supported Luo Beiqing's right ankle with one hand and skillfully massaged her with the other. Luo Beiqing's expression of pain relaxed after a few seconds.

"I'm fine now." Luo Beiqing nudged He Tingchuan's arm, pulled back her right leg, and planted her right foot firmly on the ground.

Her reluctance to get too close to He Tingchuan was quite obvious.

Wen Yan glanced quickly at He Tingchuan, pretending that nothing was surprising, and turned to Luo Beiqing with concern: "Why did you suddenly have a cramp?"

“It’s normal to have muscle cramps during pregnancy,” Luo Beiqing explained.

He Tingchuan's expression was somewhat indifferent as he asked Luo Beiqing, "Have you forgotten to take your calcium supplements again recently?"

Luo Beiqing didn't say anything, giving the impression of a rebellious, unyielding expectant mother.

No objection means acceptance.

Wen Yan knows Luo Beiqing very well. Luo Beiqing used to forget to take her medicine when she was sick, so it's perfectly normal for her to forget to take supplements during her pregnancy.

However, Wen Yan unconditionally defended her best friend and turned to ask He Tingchuan, "Then why didn't you remember to remind Bei Qing on time?"

He Tingchuan raised an eyebrow, then nodded. "Starting today, I'll remind her every night."

Wen Yan: "...?"

Every night?

Wen Yan really wanted to ask, "What the hell do you mean?" But when she glanced at Luo Beiqing out of the corner of her eye and saw that she didn't react, she swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

After tonight, she'll find a chance to gossip about it properly!

Luo Beiqing was pregnant and couldn't stay up all night, so she left before the other guests.

He Tingchuan arrived in a very low-key manner, but he was still noticed when he left. So the news spread quickly, and soon all the guests knew that the young master of the He family had come to the banquet.

"Didn't He Tingchuan divorce Luo Beiqing? Why is he here?"

"The He family and the Gu family have a partnership, so Gu Yan resigned from his position."

"Don't you know how protective Wen Yan is? Luo Beiqing came with a big belly, would Wen Yan allow He Tingchuan to show up?"

"Could it be that Luo Beiqing regrets the divorce and wants to get back together? But it's understandable, a divorced woman who lost her parents, how can she possibly marry well?"

"I heard that He Tingchuan was kneeling down and massaging Luo Beiqing's feet just now! And Luo Beiqing's complexion was quite bad!"

"Holy crap, really?"

"Could it be that He Tingchuan is the one who regrets the divorce? First there was Gu Yanci, and now there's He Tingchuan. Are Wen Yan and Luo Beiqing using witchcraft?"

……

When these words reached Wen Yan's ears, they had become 'He Tingchuan knelt down before Luo Beiqing, but was still met with a cold shoulder and disdain from Luo Beiqing.'

Wen Yan: "..." This is too outrageous.

Gu Yanci didn't care about this, but he still asked his wife, "Should we arrange for someone to clarify this?"

Wen Yan shook her head decisively: "It's not Bei Qing who's at a disadvantage!"

The person kneeling is He Tingchuan. It would be best if this news reached the ears of those arrogant and disdainful members of the He family, so they could see how their young master was filled with regret!

When guests came to chat with Wen Yan, she realized that Wen Yan couldn't hold her liquor. After drinking a few drinks, she felt a bit excited and weak.

"Yan Yan, are you feeling unwell?" Jiang Xing asked Wen Yan softly.

She had just helped Wen Yan avoid drinking a few glasses of wine, but her expression was clear and there was no trace of her drinking.

Wen Yan shook her head, rested her chin on her hand, and looked at Jiang Xing: "Xing, I consider you a good friend, do you understand?"

The woman's almond-shaped eyes were watery, and her cheeks had a very faint blush. She looked at people directly and frankly, unaware of just how charming she was. Even Jiang Xing, who was also a woman, would admire her.

No wonder President Gu treasures it so much!

“I know.” Jiang Xing knew what Wen Yan was referring to, and replied gently but firmly, “Yan Yan, these two things are not contradictory.”

She has a very clear plan, a very mature set of values, and a very independent core.

She knew she had to keep her promise and repay Gu Yanci.

She knew she should remember Wen Yan's kindness.

None of this contradicts Wen Yan's decision to treat her as a friend.

After all, she wouldn't be so devoted to her boss—these days, who still cares so much about their boss? Not scolding them during holidays is already the greatest respect one can show.

Jiang Xing was just thinking about whether to ask Shi Shengsheng to find Gu Yanci when the man walked over first.

"How much did you drink?" Gu Yanci exerted a little force with his arm, and the woman leaned softly into his arms, making him feel tender.

Wen Yan looked at him with her bright, watery eyes, but didn't say anything.

Gu Yanci looked at Jiang Xing.

“Three glasses of champagne,” Jiang Xing replied precisely.

Gu Yanci looked helplessly at the person in his arms and asked, "Baby, can you still walk?"

Wen Yan played with Gu Yanci's obsidian cuff with her fingers; it was a gift from her.

"I'll take you back to your room."

Behind the mansion is a five-star hotel.

Just as Gu Yanci was about to pick her up in his arms, Wen Yan suddenly seemed to have her brain activated, and she shook her head decisively, and shook her head again and again.

"Walk by yourself!" she repeated. "I'll walk by myself!"

Actually, she had heard Gu Yanci's words earlier, but after drinking, she felt lazy and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

“No one will dare to laugh at you,” Gu Yanci said.

Wen Yan shook her head: "They'll say we went back to have sex!"

Jiang Xing, standing nearby: "..."

What she did best today was pretend to be deaf.

Gu Yanci reasoned with her: "We are a legally married couple, Mrs. Gu."

The legitimate Mrs. Gu had her reasons: "Gu Yanci, it's my birthday, aren't you going to listen to me?"

Gu Yanci resignedly helped the person up: "Listen."

Wen Yan wasn't actually drunk; she was conscious, but her body felt weak. She could still walk normally on her own, leaning on Gu Yanci.

Before she left, she remembered to instruct the person in charge of today's banquet to take Jiang Xing home.

Why would Jiang Xing, an adult, need someone to personally deliver his belongings?

Perhaps feeling guilty, Jiang Xing had the illusion that Wen Yan was helping her guard against Lou Qi.

As a result, when I turned my head, I happened to see Lou Qi standing right next to me.

Jiang Xing left immediately.

If you didn't know the inside story, no one would think that Jiang Xing and Lou Qi had any past. After all, one is a top student from a prestigious university, a cool and aloof academic genius, and the other is a well-known playboy in the wealthy circle.

They are from completely different worlds.

Lou Qi unconsciously shook his back teeth, his face darkening slightly.

"Brother Lou," a young man walked over, offered Lou Qi a cigarette, and asked with a smile, "That short-haired woman next to Wen Yan today is quite pretty, who is she?"

A chill flashed in Lou Qi's eyes as he retorted, "Interested?"

The young master was momentarily stunned by Lou Qi's fleeting emotion, but immediately realized what he meant: "That's Young Master Lou's woman? I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to steal her!"

"No." Lou Qi lowered his eyes, concealing the coldness in them, and said calmly, "I don't know him."