My wife is in my arms

Chapter 1215 Obtaining Eight

Zhang Yi glanced at the woman who had gone against her conscience.

There's no such implication.

It's not like the saying goes, "One peck is poor, two pecks is rich, three or four pecks means selling tofu, five or six pecks means opening a pawnshop... nine or ten pecks means enjoying a life of leisure." How come it's only three pecks for Director Han Wei's family?

Obviously.

This name must have other intentions, but compared to the three "sons" in her best friend's family, Zhang Yi still felt that the name Director Han Wei gave her son was slightly less cliché. Her best friend's family... it was as if they didn't know how to name their children.

The eldest daughter is Zhang Zishan, the eldest son is Jiang Ziyi, and the youngest son is Jiang Zichu.

The two in particular are just like the descendants of Jiang Ziya.

Anyway, she'll definitely not include the character "子" in her child's name in the future. It's too tacky. In a class of over fifty students, seven or eight of them have "子" in their names.

Afterwards, Zhang Yi glanced at Han Sandou, who was being held in Han Wei's arms, a few more times. After learning the information, she called Director Han Wei and learned from him that the little guy was born seven or eight days earlier than the due date. However, it seems that boys are usually born earlier than the due date, just like her best friend Jiang Yiren's two sons.

I was all set to go to the postpartum care center the next day, but I still gave birth before I could get there.

However, seeing that Han Wei's son was perfectly healthy, Zhang Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, which is why she rushed to the hospital to see Han Wei after the snow melted.

"Still working!?"

Zhang Yi thought for a moment and then asked with a smile.

"Sure!"

Han Wei seems to particularly like her son.

Others would hold him for a while and then take him back, even his mother, Fan Ruyi, was no exception, pressing the sleeping Han Sandou against her chest.

To be honest, the little guy at this age is just like a little puppy, incredibly adorable. Hearing Zhang Yi's words, Han Wei replied without hesitation, "Now that we have a son, we definitely need to earn more money to save for him."

talking.

Han Wei couldn't help but laugh first, saying, "Mainly because I want to make a movie myself. I talked to Zhang You a while ago and ordered a romance script from him. I don't know if this guy is good at writing romance films!? Who cares! As long as he writes it, I'm willing to make it. I already have a son, what's the big deal? But after I finish my postpartum confinement, I'll definitely need to recover."

Reaching out to touch her own face, Han Wei glanced at Zhang Yi, who was already quite pregnant, and felt a surge of frustration. As for Jiang Yiren, that woman, there was no need to say anything more.

During her pregnancy, her belly only got bigger, but her figure didn't change at all. After she gave birth to her son and his two older brothers, she watched their performance at the New Year's Eve concert at home. Her figure was so good that it would make Zhang You swoon. It was like she had never given birth.

I have no idea what I eat or how I recover after childbirth!
Ironically, Zhang Yi didn't look much different. Because she was wearing a very loose military green cotton coat today, her lower abdomen was covered, and no one could tell that she had a big belly inside. However, it is likely that Zhang Yi did this on purpose to prevent others from asking.

Just like her, these past two days people have been asking who the father of the child is, and why she didn't even come to see him after giving birth to her son, which has ruined Han Wei's originally excited mood.

If these people weren't her immediate family members, or even her senior's wife, Han Wei would have wanted to kick them out. She did want to, but they weren't divorced!

Even in the later stages of pregnancy, Zhang Yi's face remained round and her overall condition was excellent, as if... all the extra weight that Jiang Yi and Zhang Yi should have gained during their pregnancies had all gone to her body. If she didn't recover properly, it would probably take a brick to knock Zhang You unconscious before she could...

Nothing else can bring him down anymore.

After chatting with Director Han Wei for a while, Zhang Yi saw that it was getting late and got up to leave. Others had also come to visit Director Han Wei. As a director in the industry, and with the help of Han Wei's father and several senior brothers, such a background would definitely attract many people... partly to congratulate him, and partly to curry favor.

In the past, she definitely would have done the same. After all, he's a director, and the director who invited her to star in a TV series. If he didn't come over and offer some compliments now, when would he?!

That's just how relationships work in the entertainment industry.

If you don't come, plenty of others will. Only by showing your face more often will you have a chance. If you act high and mighty, why should we use you?

Just like her ex-husband Yuan Hong, whenever the director was in a bad mood, he would call him out for drinks, sometimes until 11 or 12 o'clock, and he would still go. At this time, even she would only complain a few words, but would not stop him.

Even the biggest stars are still just actors.

Wearing a mask, Zhang Yi arrived at the hospital parking lot. After the heavy snow, the cold wind blowing through the city became fierce, feeling like knives when it hit people's faces.

She arrived around 4 a.m., and it's only a little past 5 a.m. now, but the sky is already starting to darken.

The winter night doesn't arrive as slowly as the summer night; once it reaches a certain point, it spreads rapidly, turning from somewhat dim at first to completely dark in a very short time.

Open the car door.

Zhang Yi sat in the driver's seat, and the car quickly drove away from the hospital. After the temperature inside the car rose, Zhang Yi unzipped his army green cotton coat, gripped the steering wheel with one hand, and stroked his lower abdomen with the other.

Perhaps because it was a girl, the baby in her belly didn't seem very active, although it had kicked her not long ago. Occasionally, you could still see piles of snow that hadn't melted yet on both sides of the street, but there were no traces left on the road.

About forty minutes later, Zhang Yi returned home.

Her work had been suspended long ago. Because she was unemployed, she didn't hire a nanny and went to a postpartum care center when she gave birth.

Zhang Yi thought the postpartum care center her best friend stayed at was quite good; the baby was taken care of, and dedicated medical staff came every day to help her with postpartum care.

After I finish my postpartum confinement at the postpartum care center, I will need to hire a postpartum nanny.

After being busy for more than forty minutes, Zhang Yi finally finished her dinner. Since she was alone, she had developed the habit of controlling the portion size of her meals to a very small amount. She simply couldn't finish more than that, and she couldn't possibly keep eating her own leftovers!

After finishing dinner and cleaning up the dishes, Zhang Yi took her pajamas into the bathroom. After coming out, she washed the clothes that needed washing, then mopped the bathroom before making a cup of tea and sitting on the sofa to watch "The Voice of China".

She's been watching this music variety show recently.

Each contestant has their own unique characteristics.

Zhang Yi watched until 10 o'clock before getting up and going back to her room to rest.

Living alone... Sometimes, Zhang Yi would think that if Zhang You's wife wasn't her best friend, she would definitely fight for her too. The main thing is that although this kind of life seems pretty good now, she sometimes feels very lonely.

Prolonged loneliness can also lead to feelings of anxiety and confusion.

If it weren't for the constant sensation of the little girl inside her kicking her, Zhang Yi felt that if she continued like this, she might even develop depression.

However, this is something she brought upon herself.

As many people say, there are gains and losses.

(End of this chapter)