In the morning, Xia Yu opened his eyes and saw An Siyao’s sleeping face.
Unlike her peaceful appearance, the girl’s sleeping posture was quite restless, whether due to the previous night’s events or her usual habit.
Removing An Siyao’s leg and arm from his body, Xia Yu got out of bed.
His movement woke An Siyao, who rubbed her eyes and looked at Xia Yu.
“You can sleep a bit longer,” Xia Yu leaned down and covered An Siyao with the blanket.
“Mm,” An Siyao replied, clutching the blanket.
After pinching An Siyao’s cheek playfully, Xia Yu walked out of the room.
It was eight in the morning. The maid had already prepared breakfast, and Xu Youxiang was eating bread.
“Hurry up, we’re going to be late,” Xu Youxiang, unaware of what had happened in the room, urged Xia Yu. The research on the medicine was at a crucial stage and would soon yield preliminary results.
Xia Yu went to the bathroom, finished washing up, had breakfast, and then transferred into Xu Youxiang’s body.
At nine o’clock, he arrived at the research institute and began a day of work.
At five in the afternoon, the work ended, and Xia Yu returned to his own body.
He called Yu Ningmeng, updated her on the research progress, and asked about Zhu Mei.
Yu Ningmeng paused mid-sentence, telling Xia Yu to wait a moment while she dealt with an emergency.
Ten minutes later, Yu Ningmeng called Xia Yu back.
“What happened?” Xia Yu asked.
“An Tianfeng has been hospitalized,” Yu Ningmeng’s tone was serious.
“How did he end up in the hospital?” Xia Yu asked in surprise.
“He’s old already, but still wanted to go hunting like a young man, and ended up straining his waist,” Yu Ningmeng’s voice carried a hint of schadenfreude.
From Yu Ningmeng’s tone, Xia Yu understood that An Tianfeng’s injury wasn’t serious.
“Should I take An Siyao to visit him?” Xia Yu asked.
“If you want to go, just go ahead. Don’t worry. If An Tianfeng dares to cause trouble for you two, you can just disown him!” Yu Ningmeng egged him on.
Xia Yu didn’t take that sentence seriously. He continued to ask about Zhu Mei and then hung up.
It seemed Zhu Mei wouldn’t ascend to the throne after all. Although the pro-monarchists had used public opinion, public sentiment rarely truly influenced political struggles. The anti-monarchists had already gained support from most officials.
Not becoming queen might actually be better. Living a peaceful and stable life was much better than being a queen figurehead.
Xia Yu went to An Siyao’s bedroom and told her about An Tianfeng’s hospitalization.
“Let’s go see him,” Xia Yu said to An Siyao.
The girl hesitated, looking into Xia Yu’s eyes. “But what if he scolds you?”
“It doesn’t matter. After all, his daughter already belongs to me,” Xia Yu hugged An Siyao’s waist and said with a grin.
An Siyao smiled too and agreed to Xia Yu’s suggestion.
The two got into a car and headed toward the hospital.
Upon arrival, they announced their names and entered An Tianfeng’s ward.
It was a spacious single room. An Tianfeng was lying in bed reading, while his female secretary fed him apple slices.
Seeing Xia Yu and An Siyao, An Tianfeng felt uneasy. He hurriedly dismissed his secretary.
After the secretary left the room, he felt the evidence had disappeared and regained his confidence. Looking at Xia Yu, he asked with a stern face, “What are you here for? I will never approve of your relationship!”
Xia Yu didn’t answer. He silently stepped forward and used the diagnostic ability attached to his pharmaceutical skill, touching An Tianfeng’s waist.
The problem wasn’t serious—he would recover in a couple of days of bed rest, though he should avoid strenuous activities in the future.
Xia Yu glanced at the book in An Tianfeng’s hand—What to Do If You Strain Your Waist.
An Tianfeng also felt it was somewhat ridiculous to be reading that book in a hospital bed. He quickly shoved the book under himself and glared fiercely at Xia Yu.
An Siyao also came to An Tianfeng’s bedside. She picked up the apple slices left by the secretary and used a toothpick to offer them to An Tianfeng.
An Tianfeng kept his mouth tightly shut, refusing to cooperate.
An Siyao poked An Tianfeng’s face with the apple. At first, An Tianfeng didn’t care, but when the toothpick pierced the fruit flesh and touched his face, he felt pain.
“Ouch!” An Tianfeng opened his mouth in pain, and An Siyao quickly took the opportunity to stuff the apple into his mouth.
An Tianfeng neither wanted to eat nor spit it out. For a moment, he didn’t know what to do. Looking at An Siyao, he felt his daughter was so unfamiliar.
After hesitating repeatedly, he still ate the apple. Looking at Xia Yu and An Siyao, he said, “I can’t stop you from doing whatever you want, but don’t expect my support!”
“If you don’t support us, the child can only go to Grandpa,” An Siyao said expressionlessly.
“Huh??” An Tianfeng frowned. “What child?”
An Siyao didn’t answer, only patting her stomach.
An Tianfeng’s expression changed from confusion to shock. “You… you’ve gotten pregnant?”
“We’ve done everything that could be done, and even things we shouldn’t have,” An Siyao replied defiantly.
An Tianfeng covered his face, temporarily unable to accept this fact. Previously, when he secretly inquired from Xia Yu, the two were still in a pure relationship. Now, they had advanced so rapidly? They even had a child?
Not only An Tianfeng, but Xia Yu was also very surprised. They had just done it last night—could she really be pregnant already?
However, An Siyao’s statement was helping him, so Xia Yu didn’t expose the truth. He pulled An Siyao behind him and said to An Tianfeng, “I will handle our matters properly.”
“How will you handle it? By hiding her away as a mistress?” An Tianfeng couldn’t accept Xia Yu being the same as himself.
“You can actually understand me,” Xia Yu sat beside An Tianfeng.
“Don’t insult me! How could I possibly understand you? Am I that kind of person?” An Tianfeng stubbornly denied.
“Whether it’s Dong Yi or the female secretary just now, your taste is quite good,” Xia Yu directly broached a taboo topic.
An Tianfeng’s eyes widened in disbelief that Xia Yu would say such a thing.
Xia Yu, searching through his memories, continued, “Dong Yi wearing a maid outfit, pretending to be serious—it’s quite tempting, right? Was it because of that that you couldn’t control yourself?”
“How dare you falsely accuse someone like that!” An Tianfeng became somewhat angry.
Activating his mental therapy skill, Xia Yu analyzed An Tianfeng’s psychology and subtly used a calming ability to make An Tianfeng feel drowsy and unguarded.
He deliberately said, “Speaking of maid outfits, black-and-white ones are definitely more perfect when paired with white stockings. I saw Dong Yi has many white stockings—you must like that, right?”
“I don’t like white stockings at all!” An Tianfeng couldn’t stand Xia Yu’s taste. “Of course, black-and-white maid outfits should go with black…”
Before he could finish, An Tianfeng regained his senses, but it was already too late.
Even An Tianfeng himself couldn’t deny it now.
Once the topic had been brought up, the conversation could continue smoothly.
Xia Yu looked at An Siyao. “Yao Yao, why don’t you go out first? Let me talk with our dad.”
An Siyao noted the two keywords and walked out of the ward.
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