novelraw Chapter 0190 Anxious Expectant Father
Chapter 0190 Anxious Expectant Father
After returning from my honeymoon in Europe.
Jiang Ci's life focus shifted completely.
The study on the second floor of Jinxiuyuan Apartment.
This used to be the Limitless Group's "second command center".
That large, black desk was once piled high with top-secret documents from cross-border mergers and acquisitions, financial statements from IPO roadshows, and various complex underlying architecture diagrams.
But now.
Sudden change in painting style.
Those papers that symbolized the power of the business empire were all moved to the bottom drawer.
Instead.
It was a stack of thick books with bright colors and warm covers.
Sears Pregnancy Encyclopedia.
Nutrition and Dietary Guidelines during Pregnancy.
How to be a good new dad.
Illustrated Guide to Newborn Care
Jiang Ci sat in the leather chair.
He was wearing casual home clothes, with blue light blocking glasses perched on his nose.
Instead of typing on the keyboard, his slender fingers held a highlighter pen.
He is reading a book.
I looked at it very slowly and carefully.
The highlighter pen marked key points on the pages, and a thick black notebook sat beside it.
The notebook was filled with densely packed writing.
[Relieve morning sickness: Eat small, frequent meals, soda crackers, and ginger water.]
[Nutritional Supplementation: Start taking calcium supplements from week 16 of pregnancy, and make sure to get some sunshine.]
[Warning signs: Lower limb edema, excessive fatigue...]
His handwriting is sharp and incisive.
Although she was making pregnancy notes, she wrote with the rigor and austerity of someone deducing a business model worth hundreds of billions.
Zhang Annian occasionally came to the house to deliver urgent documents that Jiang Ci had to sign personally.
Seeing this scene.
The vice president, standing at the study door, was so shocked his glasses almost fell off.
"Brother Ci..."
Zhang Annian looked at the table full of parenting books and swallowed hard.
"You made the decision to acquire that AI lab in Silicon Valley after only looking at it for ten minutes."
"You actually took notes throughout this entire 'Pregnancy Cookbook'?"
Jiang Ci didn't even raise his head.
The pen in his hand drew a heavy circle on the rule "Avoid eating crabs".
"In Silicon Valley, if a project loses money, it's only a matter of billions of dollars; at worst, you can make it back."
His tone was calm and confident.
"But my wife is pregnant."
"This is a matter of life and death."
"Can they be the same?"
Zhang Annian shut up.
Fine.
In President Jiang's eyes, all the assets in the world combined are not as important as how many bites of food the landlady ate today.
……
The pregnancy has entered its fifth month.
Wen Ning's lower abdomen was already noticeably protruding.
Thanks to the "Mother and Child are safe and healthy" buff given by the system, her condition was excellent.
Not only did she not experience any pregnancy complications, but she also had a rosy complexion and a great appetite.
But Jiang Ci didn't know that.
In Jiang Ci's memory.
Wen Ning is still that fragile porcelain doll who gets a high fever after getting caught in the rain and faints from psychogenic stress when she gets emotional.
This intense psychological trauma led him to develop severe "pregnancy anxiety disorder".
One weekend evening.
After washing up, the two leaned against the headboard.
Wen Ning held a sketchbook in his hand, conceiving his next work.
Jiang Ci sat next to her, holding a book called "Guide to Prenatal Education," and was reading a somewhat childish nursery rhyme in a deep, pleasant voice, with clear and accurate pronunciation.
"Twinkle, twinkle, little star..."
President Jiang's magnetic voice, capable of killing at the negotiating table, now seemed strangely endearing as he read this children's song.
Sudden.
Wen Ning stopped moving.
The sketchbook slipped from her hand and fell onto the blanket.
She widened her eyes slightly.
I held my breath.
Just now.
An extremely strange sensation came from inside her stomach.
It doesn't resemble intestinal peristalsis.
It was like a tiny bubble that popped with a "glug".
Immediately following, there was another slight, yet very real, kicking sensation.
It's very light.
But like the fluttering of a butterfly's wings, it stirred up a storm in her life.
"Jiang Ci!"
Wen Ning turned her head abruptly, her voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.
Jiang Ci's voice as he read the nursery rhyme abruptly stopped.
He tensed up instantly, threw down the book in his hand, and rushed over.
"What's wrong? Where do you feel unwell? Does your stomach hurt?"
His face turned pale instantly.
"no!"
Wen Ning grabbed his hand.
Lift the blanket.
She pressed his large, warm palm tightly against the bulge of her nightgown.
It moved!
Tears of surprise welled up in her eyes.
"The baby just... kicked me!"
Jiang Ci's hand was placed on her abdomen.
He froze instantly.
It's like a stone statue that has lost all ability to react.
His breathing stopped.
All the muscles in his body were taut to the extreme.
one second.
two seconds.
three seconds.
Just when he thought it was just an illusion.
Under the palm.
Through the thin fabric.
A tiny, yet vibrant bump gently nudged his palm.
"Thump."
It was a tactile sensation that defied description.
Tiny, yet carrying a weight that shakes the soul.
Jiang Ci's pupils contracted sharply.
That is life.
They are his and Wen Ning's children.
The most miraculous continuation in this world.
"he……"
Jiang Ci's lips trembled.
His voice was so hoarse it was unrecognizable.
"He really... is moving."
This man remains unmoved even when Mount Tai collapses before him.
at this point.
Without warning, her eyes turned completely red.
He slowly bent down.
He carefully placed his ear against Wen Ning's stomach.
The movements were as gentle as if they were handling a priceless treasure that would break at the slightest touch.
"Baby."
He murmured softly, looking at the raised curve.
"I am the father."
"Be good."
His eyes were glistening with tears, but his tone was very serious.
"No naughtiness allowed."
"Don't you dare mess with your mother."
"If you dare to make her hurt..."
He paused, seemingly thinking about how to threaten an unborn fetus.
"I'll spank you when you come out."
Wen Ning leaned against the headboard.
Looking at the man lying on her stomach, his eyes red and swollen, making harsh remarks to the fetus.
I couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Tears streamed down her face despite her smile.
That night.
Jiang Ci never looked at those business documents again.
He just lay there next to her stomach.
Occasionally, I would feel that faint interaction.
I spent a whole hour talking to that unborn little life.
……
As the late stages of pregnancy approach.
Jiang Ci's anxiety symptoms not only did not lessen, but worsened.
They were practically paranoid.
I stay at home during the day.
Wen Ning simply sat on the sofa and stretched slightly.
His brow furrowed slightly as he stretched.
"What's wrong?!"
Jiang Ci, who was washing fruit in the kitchen, didn't even wipe his hands before throwing down the fruit plate and rushing out.
His expression was one of terror.
"Is your stomach hurting? Are you about to give birth?!"
As he rushed over, he pulled out his phone, ready to call his private doctor.
"No, no!"
Wen Ning quickly waved his hand, both amused and exasperated.
"I just had a slight backache, so I was just stretching."
Jiang Ci didn't believe it.
He came over and insisted on examining her complexion carefully.
Only after confirming that she wasn't sweating or in pain did my heart, which had been pounding in my throat, finally settle down.
Then, he forcibly picked her up and stuffed three soft cushions behind her back.
That's not even the most outrageous one.
What pained Wen Ning the most was at night.
Many times.
Wen Ning turned over in her sleep, or woke up because she was thirsty.
You'll often find that the bedside lamp is emitting an extremely faint, dim light.
Jiang resigned.
I didn't sleep at all.
He lay on his side, facing her.
In the dim light, those deep eyes stared at her intently.
His eyes were bloodshot from exhaustion.
His hand.
I'm carefully placing it between her nose and breath, testing her breathing.
With his other hand, he gently placed his hand on her wrist, feeling her pulse.
He is afraid.
I'm afraid she'll suddenly lose consciousness like she did on that rainy night three years ago.
I'm afraid this is just a beautiful dream, and she'll disappear again when I wake up.
"Jiang Ci..."
Wen Ning grasped the hand that was touching the tip of her nose.
My palms were ice cold.
Her heart was breaking.
This man built a vast business empire on the outside.
At home, however, she is incredibly vulnerable because of her.
Wen Ning leaned closer.
She nestled into his arms.
He reached out and gently patted his back, which was tense from nervousness.
Like soothing a child, gently stroking its fur.
"General Manager Jiang."
She leaned against his chest, listening to his rapid heartbeat, her voice gentle yet helpless.
"Relax."
"I'm fine. The baby is fine too."
"There are still two months until my due date."
"I'm not going anywhere, I'll stay here with you."
"Why don't you take a nap?"
Jiang Ci turned around and hugged her tightly.
He buried his face in the crook of her neck.
I took a deep breath.
The warm breath that belonged to her finally made his extremely tense nerves relax a little.
"it is good."
He closed his eyes.
Her voice was so hoarse it was heartbreaking.
"As long as you're here."
"Then I can fall asleep."
He kept her completely within his own absolutely safe territory.
In the quiet of the night.
Finally, it fell into a short but peaceful sleep.