The Cinnabar Mole of a Beijing Circle Tycoon

Shen Qingyao looked up at Meng Jiangyu beside her. The man felt her gaze, reached out and gently took her hand, the warmth of his palm strong and comforting.

Actually, they had already discussed this matter seriously during their honeymoon.

They agreed to spend six months conditioning their bodies, quitting smoking and drinking, and maintaining a regular sleep schedule to get their minds and bodies into the best possible condition before trying to conceive in the first half of next year.

They had known about this plan for a long time.

Meng Jiangyu gently patted Shen Qingyao's hand, looked at the two elders, and said in a calm and gentle tone, "Grandma, Mom, Yaoyao and I have already discussed this matter."

He paused for a moment, then patiently explained, "For the next six months, we'll focus on conditioning our bodies, adjusting our sleep schedules and diets to the best possible condition to prepare for pregnancy."

Upon hearing this, Old Mrs. Meng and Mrs. Meng were taken aback at first, but then their smiles deepened.

They were initially worried that Yao Yao wouldn't want to have children too early, but they were surprised to find that they had already made a plan and were so reliable that they felt at ease.

"When will the plan be ready?" Grandma Meng asked impatiently.

Meng Jiangyu glanced down at Shen Qingyao, whose cheeks were slightly flushed, his eyes full of tenderness, and slowly said, "We plan to recuperate for half a year, probably until the first half of next year."

"The first half of next year! Great! Great!" Grandma Meng clapped her hands excitedly, her wrinkles crinkling into a smile. "This plan is excellent! It's well-planned and not rushed. A baby born from proper care will be healthy and intelligent. Grandma supports you!"

Madam Meng smiled and nodded, her eyes full of satisfaction: "You've all thought this through. Take your time, there's no rush. Focus on getting your health in the next six months, so you can welcome my little grandson."

Shen Qingyao felt a warm glow in her heart as she looked at the two understanding elders in front of her.

They were initially worried that urging them to have children would bring pressure, but the elders of the Meng family were so gentle and considerate, respecting their plans without any reluctance or dissatisfaction.

She looked up at Meng Jiangyu, who was also looking at her. The tenderness and doting in his eyes were like the warmest sunshine in spring, enveloping her tightly.

A happy smile curved her lips.

A gentle breeze wafted through the courtyard, carrying a faint fragrance of flowers. Laughter and cheerful conversation continued in the living room as Grandma Meng and Madam Meng pulled Shen Qingyao aside and began to discuss with great interest the precautions for preparing for pregnancy.

On a late summer afternoon, sunlight streamed through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the private hospital corridor, casting a warm, golden glow. The faint smell of disinfectant in the air was somewhat diluted by the fragrance of osmanthus blossoms drifting in from outside.

Shen Qingyao held Meng Jiangyu's arm, her fingers tightening slightly, a hint of tension hidden in her eyes.

They're here today for a comprehensive pre-pregnancy checkup.

Meng Jiangyu noticed the tension in the person beside him, looked down at her, his deep eyes filled with tenderness, and gently stroked her hair, his voice low and reassuring: "Baby, don't be nervous, it's just a routine check-up. We've always been healthy, there won't be any problems."

Shen Qingyao looked up at him, her gaze meeting his eyes. The panic in her heart instantly dissipated. She nodded gently, a tender smile playing on her lips: "Yes, I know. I'm just a little excited, but also a little scared."

"It's alright." Meng Jiangyu held her hand tightly, feeling the warmth of his palm flowing through her.

The two completed all the examinations in turn, including blood tests, ultrasounds, urological examinations, and gynecological examinations... After spending most of the afternoon going through all that, they finally received all the examination reports.

In the consultation room, the doctor, wearing glasses, carefully reviewed the two people's reports with a gentle expression.

Shen Qingyao's heart began to race again. She placed her hands on her lap, and Meng Jiangyu took her hands in his large hands, gently stroking the back of her hands to comfort her silently.

"Let's look at the man's report first," the doctor said with a smile, picking up Meng Jiangyu's test results. "Mr. Meng's physical condition is excellent, and all indicators are up to standard, especially his sperm motility, which has reached 90%, an excellent level among his peers. There is absolutely no need to worry about fertility issues."

Upon hearing this, Meng Jiangyu's lips unconsciously curled up, and he turned his head to look at Shen Qingyao, his eyes filled with joy.

The doctor picked up Shen Qingyao's report, looked at it carefully for a moment, and said in a calm tone: "Madam's overall health is fine, and all her organs are functioning normally. She just has a little blood and qi deficiency and her constitution is a bit weak. This is very common in young women and will not affect her ability to conceive. However, in order to prepare for pregnancy smoothly and for the baby to have a better constitution in the future, it is best to regulate her body."

"Okay." Shen Qingyao frowned slightly. She occasionally felt dizzy and weak, and also felt uncomfortable during her period.

The doctor nodded, picked up his pen, and wrote a prescription. "I'll prescribe you some traditional Chinese medicine for a period of time. Keep drinking it and pay attention to your diet. Eat more foods that nourish your qi and blood, such as red dates, longan, donkey-hide gelatin, and black-boned chicken. Take about six months to gradually regulate your body. Once your qi and blood are replenished, there will be no problem with trying to conceive."

Meng Jiangyu carefully noted it down: "Doctor, besides taking Chinese medicine, is there anything else I need to pay attention to? We can adjust my schedule and diet."

"You must maintain a regular schedule, avoid staying up late, keep a cheerful mood, and make sure your wife doesn't overwork herself. Mr. Meng should also spend more time with her. A good mood will make the treatment more effective," the doctor advised.

"I see."

From that day on, Meng Jiangyu kept his word and adjusted his lifestyle to prepare for pregnancy.

Meng Jiangyu usually has a lot of social engagements, but now, in order to prepare for pregnancy, he has abstained from alcohol at all of them. Whenever he attends a gathering, whether it is a business banquet or a small get-together with friends, they all switch to drinking tea, and no one dares to urge him to drink.

In addition to abstaining from alcohol, Meng Jiangyu also turned down all unnecessary social engagements, and his daily routine became even more regular than that of a student.

No matter how busy I am, I will always be home by 9 p.m. at the latest.

Every day, Shen Qingyao would sit on the sofa in the living room, watching TV and waiting for Meng Jiangyu to come home.

"You're back?" Shen Qingyao got up to greet him, took his coat, and handed him a glass of warm water.

Meng Jiangyu took the water glass, took a sip, reached out and pulled her into his arms, lowering his head to place a gentle kiss on her forehead: "Did you drink your Chinese medicine obediently today?"

"I drank it. The Chinese medicine the doctor prescribed was a bit bitter." Shen Qingyao leaned against him, smelling the crisp cedar scent on his body, feeling safe and warm.

"It's good that it's bitter, good medicine tastes bitter." Meng Jiangyu led her to the dining room, where a dinner carefully prepared by the maid was already laid out on the table. All of it was made according to the doctor's instructions, with ingredients that replenish qi and blood: red date and black chicken soup, longan and lotus seed soup, stir-fried spinach, yam and wood ear fungus, all of which looked, smelled, and tasted delicious.

In the past, the two would occasionally snuggle on the sofa and watch movies until late at night. Now, Meng Jiangyu strictly controls their schedule. At 8:30 pm, he will urge Shen Qingyao to wash up and go to bed on time at 9:30 pm.

"Ah Yu, it's still early, let me watch for another ten minutes." Shen Qingyao held onto her phone tightly, refusing to let go, and shook his arm coquettishly.

Meng Jiangyu took her phone away and placed it on the bedside table. He reached out and pulled her into his arms, his nose brushing against the top of her head. His voice was gentle yet firm, leaving no room for refusal: "No, the doctor said we need to go to bed early. Staying up late is the worst thing for your health. Be good, let's go to sleep."

Shen Qingyao smiled helplessly and could only obediently lean against him, listening to his steady heartbeat, and gradually drifted off to sleep.

Days passed by like this, ordinary yet filled with sweet warmth.