His physiological preference

After Yang Zhiyan fell asleep, Qin Yuzheng came out of the ward, stood by the window at the end of the corridor, took out his phone, and dialed Liu Minlan's number. It rang twice before being answered.

"Ah Zheng?" Liu Minlan's voice was a little hoarse from being woken up.

"What happened so late?"

Qin Yuzheng held his phone, looking out the window at the night view of Haicheng. The streetlights formed a strip of light that meandered into the night.

"Yan Yan is pregnant," Qin Yuzheng said.

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, then Liu Minlan's voice became clear.

"This is a good thing, why are you talking like that? Are you unhappy?"

Qin Yuzheng is indeed quite old, and the Qin family does need a child to continue the family line.

"She doesn't seem very happy." Qin Yuzheng said with a puzzled look. Although he was also surprised, the surprise was followed by a pleasant surprise.

Although the arrival of the child affected his welfare, it was the fruit of his and her love.

She cried all night.

Liu Minlan was silent for a few seconds on the other end. "What are you thinking?"

Qin Yuzheng's fingers slowly tightened around the phone. "What I think isn't important; what matters is her. If she doesn't want to..."

He didn't finish speaking, but Liu Minlan understood.

"What if she really doesn't want it?"

Liu Minlan's voice was serious, "Really, you don't want it anymore? You're not young anymore."

Qin Yuzheng looked at the streetlights outside the window and remained silent for a moment. "I will respect her choice."

Liu Minlan chuckled on the other end of the line.

"You already have the answer in your heart, so why ask me? You henpecked husband."

Qin Yuzheng's lips twitched slightly. "It seems you're not the same?"

"I'm a henpecked husband, and I'm proud of it."

Liu Minlan's voice carried a confident and self-assured tone, "Anyone who has a problem with me is just jealous of me."

His tone became more serious. "Ah Zheng, you should first find out what your sister-in-law thinks about this. Don't let anyone else know about your family's situation. If the elders find out, they will definitely pressure her to give birth."

"Understood." Qin Yuzheng hung up the phone.

He then went to Qiu Jinyi's office.

Qiu Jinyi was on duty, sitting behind his desk looking at his phone. When he saw Qin Yuzheng push the door open and come in, he put down his phone.

"What's wrong? Is your sister-in-law not feeling well?"

Qin Yuzheng sat down opposite him. "Keep today's events a secret for me."

Qiu Jinyi leaned back in his chair, his hands crossed in front of his abdomen.

"Why keep this double celebration a secret?"

Qin Yuzheng glanced at him.

"Just keep it a secret, why ask so many questions?"

Seeing the expression on his face, Qiu Jinyi stopped joking and said, "Okay, I got it."

Qin Yuzheng dialed Fang Yibin's number again.

"Please postpone tomorrow morning's meeting to the afternoon. Leave the documents for now, and I'll deal with them at noon."

His tone returned to its usual calm.

Fang Yibin responded with "Okay, boss" on the other end of the phone and then hung up.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Yibin sat on the bed and thought, "My boss was in such a good mood today, but why did his voice sound so heavy at night, like he was giving his last instructions?"

He shook his head. Indeed, serving a ruler is like serving a tiger; you can never guess what those in power are thinking.

Yang Zhiyan woke up in the middle of the night. When she opened her eyes, the ward was dark, with only a small nightlight on the bedside table, its warm yellow light casting a soft halo on the ceiling.

She stirred, and just as she turned over, Qin Yuzheng, who was on the sofa next to her, woke up.

He sat up, his voice hoarse from just waking up.

"Baby, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Should we call the doctor?"

Yang Zhiyan looked at his sleepy face and said softly, "I need to use the restroom."

Qin Yuzheng stood up from the sofa, walked over, bent down and picked her up from the bed.

The movements were very gentle, as if they were handling a fragile item.

He carried her into the bathroom, put her down, and remained standing there without any intention of leaving.

Yang Zhiyan leaned against the sink, looked at him, and said, "Get out."

"I'll help you..."

"Get out." Her tone was firm.

Qin Yuzheng raised his hands in surrender. "Okay, I'll go out. I'll be right at the door. Call me when you're ready."

He stepped out, closed the door behind him, and his voice came through the door, "Call me if you need anything."

Yang Zhiyan stood in front of the sink, looking at herself in the mirror. Her hair was a little messy, her face was a little pale, and her eyes were a little swollen from crying.

She looked down at her stomach, which was flat and showed no abnormalities.

There was a tiny life inside, and she wasn't mentally prepared.

After Yang Zhi finished using the restroom, washed her hands, and opened the door, Qin Yuzheng was indeed standing at the door.

Hearing the door open, he immediately turned around and saw her standing in the doorway. "Why didn't you call me?"

He bent down, picked her up, walked back to the bedside, and gently put her down.

Yang Zhiyan lay on the bed, watching him tuck the blanket under her. His fingers were steady as he tucked the blanket under the mattress.

"Are you only being so nice to me because I'm pregnant?"

Yang Zhiyan also realized that she was being a bit unreasonable, but she couldn't control herself.

Qin Yuzheng paused for a moment.

He looked at her. "I'm innocent! Haven't I treated you well before?"

Yang Zhiyan thought about it and realized that he had been quite nice to her before.

Yang Zhiyan pulled the blanket up.

Qin Yuzheng adjusted the pillow to make her more comfortable.

After lying down for a while, Yang Zhiyan turned over and over again, making a rustling sound as she turned the blanket.

Qin Yuzheng squatted down beside the bed. "Can't sleep?"

"Mmm. I'm hungry."

"What do you want to eat? I'll go buy it for you."

Yang Zhiyan looked at him, wanting to eat, but felt it was a bit too much to bring it up at this time.

Her lips moved slightly, then closed again.

Seeing her hesitant expression, Qin Yuzheng reached out and brushed the stray hairs from her forehead, speaking softly.

"You can eat whatever you want, I'll get it for you."

Yang Zhiyan blinked. "Small wontons."

After she finished speaking, she quickly added, "It seems like they don't sell it at this time... Never mind, I won't eat it."

After she finished speaking, she closed her eyes and pretended to go to sleep.

Qin Yuzheng stood up. "You wait."

He picked up his coat from the back of the chair, walked to the door, glanced back at her, and said, "There are some fresh shrimp wontons that Aunt Li made in the refrigerator. I'll cook them for you when I get back. I'll be right back."

Yang Zhiyan opened her eyes. "Then drive carefully on the road."

Qin Yuzheng looked at her and said, "Okay."

Qin Yuzheng returned to Shengshi Tianxi, opened the door and went in. The living room was dark, so he turned on the light, went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, rummaged through the freezer, and sure enough, he found the box of shrimp wontons, made by Aunt Li, neatly arranged in a food storage container.

He boiled water, and once it boiled, he put the wontons in and gently pushed them with a spoon to prevent them from sticking to the pot.

He took out a thermos, washed and dried it, and separated the cooked wontons and soup, with the wontons on top and the soup on the bottom, so that they wouldn't get soggy when he took them to the hospital.

He tightened the lid of the thermos and carried it out the door.

When Qin Yuzheng returned to the hospital, the ward was quiet. He pushed open the door and saw that Yang Zhiyan was already asleep.

She lay on her side, her face buried in the pillow, her breathing long and even.

He carefully placed the thermos on the bedside table without turning on the light or waking her.

He sat down on the sofa, leaned back, and fell asleep because he was so tired.

When Yang Zhiyan woke up, it was already dawn.