On the day they got their marriage certificate, they had four babies in one pregnancy. What happened

The man's emotions were unusually outward, and Fu Yao glanced at him with some surprise.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I was just worried about you."

Cheng Ji pursed his lips and didn't say anything, but Fu Yao understood from his eyes.

This man is so caring towards her in every way. Thinking of this, Fu Yao's heart softened a little.

"Don't worry, I'm fine, I know what I'm doing!"

After Fu Yao finished speaking, he winked playfully.

Cheng Ji was amused by her quirky appearance, nodded, and said nothing more.

Fu Yao, who had just heard a lot of news from Liao Haixia, started telling Cheng Ji everything as soon as he returned.

"I thought that the Sun family had hidden He Tianxiang away and that this matter would never cause a stir again! I didn't expect that this morning, the Geography Committee would actually go to the Sun family's house and openly conduct an investigation."

"Although Sun Qianqian wasn't directly killed, the news of her pregnancy could no longer be kept secret."

"Moreover, Sister Haixia said that Sun Guoqiang hit Sun Qianqian yesterday! Although we don't know why, considering the matter with the committee, everyone knows what happened."

Fu Yao covered his mouth and smiled happily.

She never expected that the committee would give her such a big surprise.

Looking at her smiling eyes, Cheng Ji thought to himself, it was worth it for him to go to the Ge Committee yesterday after dealing with Wang Laizi's matter.

Originally, with He Tianxiang in their hands, victory would have been assured. Wang Guangming, being an experienced and shrewd man, would naturally not do anything to obstruct them; he might even take advantage of the situation to gain benefits for himself.

But now that He Tianxiang is gone, Cheng Ji knows without a doubt that the old scoundrel is saying one thing and doing another, doing everything he can to cover up for Sun Guoqiang.

But Cheng Ji was truly unwilling to give up just like that.

After a moment's thought, he approached Feng Xing, Director of the Geography Committee, who was Wang Guangming's sworn enemy.

Few people knew about the conflict between Feng Xing and Wang Guangming. He only learned about it by chance from a casual conversation between his grandfather and a friend.

Feng Xing's father-in-law and teacher died during his exile after being reported by Wang Guangming.

From that moment on, Feng Xing harbored deep hatred for Wang Guangming. However, Wang Guangming was adept at flattery and held a high position within the Geography Committee and outside the organization. He was also ruthless in his actions, leaving no room for future trouble.

Having no other option, Feng Xing had to lie low in secret.

This time, Cheng Ji went to see him, which gave him a chance.

Receiving a report but refusing to handle it due to official collusion is a major taboo for the committee. Even with Wang Guangming's endless sophistry, he couldn't escape being criticized.

Of course, in return, Feng Xing led his men to the Sun family early in the morning and questioned Sun Qianqian thoroughly.

Although nothing of note was achieved, the Sun family and Sun Qianqian have completely lost face in the family compound.

However, the outcome still depends on finding He Tianxiang. Cheng Ji thought this, but his hands didn't stop cutting the tofu.

Fu Yao chuckled to himself for a while, then, seeing the man's calm expression, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Cheng Ji, you didn't already know, did you?"

"That's true. You went to work today, so you must have heard about such big news."

Fu Yao nodded seriously, and the more he thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed.

Cheng Ji looked down at the little girl's muttering and a faint smile crossed his eyes.

"Didn't you ever consider that I was the one who started this?"

Cheng Ji put down the kitchen knife and watched with great interest the whole process of Fu Yao going from shock to surprise and then to jumping into his arms.

"Really? When did you do this? How come I didn't know?"

Fu Yao was genuinely surprised. He hadn't expected that Cheng Ji, under the relentless pressure of yesterday's events, would still be able to maneuver and deliver such a heavy blow to the Sun family.

Even if Sun Qianqian wasn't sent to prison, the gossip and pointing fingers from those around her were a form of torture for her.

"They've bullied you like this, and as your husband, it would be too incompetent of me not to retaliate."

Cheng Ji caught the excited little girl steadily, his eyes full of tenderness.

Upon hearing this, Fu Yao felt a pang of sadness well up in his heart, and his vision blurred.

Since her parents passed away, Cheng Ji has been the only person who has protected her.

"Alright, don't be sad. This is just the beginning. I will avenge you."

Cheng Ji gently touched Fu Yao's face and comforted him softly.

"Okay, I understand."

Fu Yao nodded emphatically, lifted his cheek and rubbed it against Cheng Ji's large hand affectionately, before running away shyly.

Cheng Ji watched the small figure flee, chuckled softly, and twirled his fingers slightly, as if he could still feel the smooth texture of the girl's skin.

When Fu Yao returned to her room, her cheeks were still a little hot. She patted her face and gently touched her belly.

Compared to yesterday's oppressive atmosphere, today's news is undeniably welcome.

Moreover, and most importantly, Cheng Ji, the father of the child in her womb, has always been protecting her in his own way.

Fu Yao lowered his eyes, looking at his flat stomach, and his past worries slowly dissipated.

Her individual strength was small, but with Cheng Ji's involvement, things changed.

She believed that with the two of them there, they would definitely be able to protect their child.

The Sun family is no longer the behemoth it was in its previous life. Although today's events cannot shake their foundation, they have at least opened a breach.

In the future, this gap will only get bigger and bigger.

Fu Yao's lips curled into a slight sneer. Since Cheng Ji had gone to such lengths, her plan should be fully implemented before Liu Shaoqing returned.

Otherwise, if we delay any longer, my eldest grandson will be born.

She took out paper and pen and scribbled for a while, gradually forming a rough outline in her mind.

Cheng Ji made pan-fried tofu today and steamed a bowl of steamed eggs for Fu Yao. Together with the leftover two meat dishes and one vegetable dish from yesterday, it was quite a sumptuous meal.

Fu Yao ate breakfast rather late and wasn't very hungry, so he ate very quietly, a far cry from his usual good appetite.

Upon seeing this, Cheng Ji frowned. "What's wrong? Is the food not to your liking?"

Seeing the man's worried look, Fu Yao waved his hands repeatedly.

"No, no, I just finished breakfast and I'm still a little full."

"Yeah?"

Cheng Ji's brows relaxed slightly, but she continued to put meat, vegetables, and eggs into Fu Yao's bowl.

"You're too thin, eat more."

"Okay, I understand!"

Fu Yao held the overflowing rice bowl, smiled gently, and slowly began to eat.

Cheng Ji watched, and his brows slowly relaxed.