Chapter 2182: Childbirth 1_2

“Where’s Brother Yan?” Yun Ya finally remembered the issue she had been neglecting. Ever since getting pregnant, her mind had become less sharp, and she kept forgetting things.

Zhuang Xiyue poured a cup of hot water, stirring it with a spoon to let the steam rise, and said without looking up, “I just saw him making a phone call, probably something important. Here, drink this warm water.”

Yun Ya took it and sipped it little by little, her gaze drifting towards the sea of flowers outside the floor-to-ceiling window, a heavy feeling settling in her heart. For some reason, she had an ominous premonition.

“Click,” the red light of the operating room went out.

The family members stood up excitedly from the chairs at the operating room door.

A man in a white coat slowly walked out of the operating room, his entire being exuding a warm and elegant aura, approaching like a shining star on stage, unforgettable at first glance.

“Doctor, how’s my dad?”

“The surgery was very successful.” The man removed his mask, revealing a handsome face and a smile as tender and beautiful as a spring breeze.

The relatives eagerly reached out to shake the man’s hand, but he discreetly evaded, leaving them to awkwardly retract and stammer, “Doctor, thank you so much. You’re our family’s benefactor….”

The man said calmly, “It’s my duty. Please consult my assistant for post-operative precautions. I have something else to attend to, excuse me.” With that, he gave a slight smile and walked away.

He closed the office door, took off his white coat, removed the plastic gloves from his hands, and tossed them in the trash can.

His eyebrows raised slightly, his eyes shimmering with a strange light, the curve of his lips resembling a devil’s smile.

Sitting at the desk, he took out a small box from his pocket and opened it, revealing a piece of tissue the size of a baby’s palm, a bloody mess that couldn’t be identified, instinctively repulsive.

His eyes gleamed with excitement, “Just one final step….”

Spring Festival was fast approaching, usually a time for family reunions. But this year, the family had to spend it abroad. Yan Nanmo was particularly busy at the end of the year and couldn’t make time to join the gathering. In previous years, this was when Zhuang Xiyue accompanied him at numerous events. This year, Yan Nanmo was left to attend alone, leading outsiders to speculate about what had happened to Zhuang Xiyue, leaving Mr. Yan by himself, oh how pitiable.

Later, rumors spread that Ji Yunya was pregnant and Zhuang Xiyue was taking care of her. The light-hearted jest about the grandson being more important than the husband dominated the headlines for a long time.

It was later at a major event that a reporter asked Yan Nanmo an unexpected question.

“Mr. Yan, it’s heard that your daughter-in-law is pregnant, and your wife has been taking care of her, hence the recent absences at events. May I know your personal view on this matter?” It’s worth noting, that such events aren’t open to just any reporter; those present held certain standings in political or business journalism, with questions prepared in advance, just to be read. Answers were memorized by the person posing them. However, this reporter didn’t follow the rules, prompting a slight change in expression from Yan Nanmo’s secretary, who was about to step forward and escort the impudent reporter out, only to be halted by Yan Nanmo.

Yan Nanmo, in his fifties, showed no signs of aging. His casual sitting posture exuded elegance, his peach blossom eyes filled with flirtatious charm, seasoned with years of shrewdness and sophistication, moving with effortless composure, quietly commanding the scene.

The reporter dared not meet those eyes.

Such formidable presence.

From a long time back, Yan Nanmo was the dream lover of all women in Country Hua, handsome and noble, with a prominent family background, intelligent and learned, calm and devoted, free from the scandals of celebrities and actors, devoted and respectful to his wife for decades, a model of the modern ideal man, never faltering in character, for all his love was evident in his eyes.

Photos were curated, showing moments he attended public events with his wife, his hand always holding hers, his gaze always following her direction, even without saying anything, his eyes held so much…

Many men are handsome, but those who are both handsome and hold high positions are rare. Men who are handsome, hold high positions, and are devoted, by modern standards, practically extinct in this world.

Yan Nanmo was such a man, handsome, holding a high position, and devoted, adored by women, envied by men, still Yan Nanmo, busy every day, with a harmonious and happy family.

Now, in front of countless viewers and media witnesses, he smiled slightly, and spoke calmly.

“Isn’t it normal for a wife to take care of her pregnant daughter-in-law? You ask my opinion?” Raising an eyebrow, intimidating pressure swept towards them, the nearest reporter almost gasping for breath.

The chaotic crowd instantaneously quieted down, fearing this mogul’s anger might make it hard to resolve.

Live broadcasts showed many staring at the handsome and charming man on TV, hearts racing madly, ah, Mr. Yan, I want to have your monkey… This was the inner cry of countless women in Country Hua.

The reporter swallowed, realizing the inappropriateness of their question, but now their mind a blur, inwardly lamenting how things had gone awry…

Yan Nanmo seemed oblivious to the tense atmosphere, casually changing his sitting posture, hands clasped, gaze directly meeting the camera, such deep and tender eyes, seemingly able to touch the soul.

“My opinion is such boring meetings can end early, it’s the New Year, everyone should go back and spend time with family, only with a small family, can we have a big family.”