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Chapter 111 He's happy if Xiaoyue likes it.
After An Xiaoyue went to Songtao Garden with Fu Shengyang in the afternoon, she never came back.
Returning to the Waterside Residence with Fu Shengyang, she was astonished by the scene before her.
"So beautiful!" she exclaimed, covering her mouth.
"I'm glad you like it." Fu Shengyang's calm voice carried a hint of pleasure.
On one side of the living room, there is a two-tiered, eight-compartment bookcase. Behind the bookcase, on the wall, are her whimsical paintings that she used to put in her shopping cart.
It actually got bought back.
The cabinet contains items such as a stereo and a table lamp.
A rug was laid out in front of the cabinet, with a single chair and a footstool on it, a jellycat-style croissant sofa chair, and a movable low table.
Because of the New Year atmosphere, a red paper painting with gold lettering was hung on the floor-to-ceiling windows. Judging from the handwriting, it was written by my mother and read "Happy New Year". On one side was a floor lamp made of stacked red lanterns.
An Xiaoyue took off her shoes, not even wearing indoor shoes, and walked over impatiently.
"This carpet is so comfortable." It's so soft, it relaxes my entire footsteps.
Fu Shengyang smiled, his lips curving into a smile. He was happy as long as Xiaoyue was happy.
"Wow~" Her delight was palpable.
An Xiaoyue looked at the books in the bookcase. Most of them were still unopened, and they were all books she liked.
When did you buy these books?
The books she had piled up in the room were taken down and neatly categorized and placed here.
“When Grandpa was hospitalized, I had nothing to do, so I ordered them all.” Fu Shengyang finished speaking and sat down on the leather sofa next to him.
He knew that Xiaoyue didn't like the coldness of the leather sofa, and since she loved reading, he created this reading corner for her.
The reading corner is next to the sofa, so he can see Xiaoyue from where he sits.
They can stay in the living room together at a distance that is neither too close nor too far, without disturbing each other.
If she gets tired of sitting in a chair, she can sit on the croissant-shaped sofa chair. Anyway, there are always people around her, so she won't have trouble getting up.
An Xiaoyue's eyes were drawn to the clay and pottery ornaments on the cabinet.
These are three adorable clay figurines, smiling like crescent moons, representing a family of three: a father, a mother, and their little baby.
However, the baby's appearance is that of a boy.
She had just picked it up to examine it closely when Fu Shengyang's eyes swept over her.
He explained, "I saw the gender during my last prenatal checkup."
It wasn't that he only wanted a boy; it was that he was already carrying a boy.
He wanted a boy for his first child because girls are too delicate, and he didn't want to be able to handle a spoiled child like Xiaoyue.
It's different for boys; it's okay if they're a little rough around the edges.
Initially, when Qiao Xun reported that An Xiaoyue was pregnant, he didn't care.
Because he knew very well that he couldn't bear the responsibility of a father, so why should he bring his child into this world to suffer?
So, even though the baby was still in Xiaoyue's belly, if she wanted to abort it, he respected her decision.
After getting married to Xiaoyue in a whirlwind romance, he became her husband and soon-to-be father.
Now that it's a fact, I need to prepare myself to be a father.
He had a lonely and dull childhood, so he wants to raise his children himself.
Even if Changfeng Group doesn't have any new projects for three years, he still puts his children and family first.
Moreover, Fu Shengyang's tender and affectionate gaze fell on An Xiaoyue.
She was looking at the painting on the wall, looking serene. She was focused only on what was in front of her, and everything around her was irrelevant to her.
On the night An Jiaren was being treated, they embraced in the hospital corridor.
That was the first time he truly experienced the power of physical contact. He liked the faint fragrance on her body, which made him feel at ease.
He also liked that she could always detect his emotional changes immediately. Although his emotions were stable most of the time, it didn't mean he didn't have emotions.
Taking Xiaoyue seriously in the present moment gave him the courage to strive to be a good father.
Life, spanning over 30,000 days, is made up of each and every moment.
The end of life is death, but along the way, due to different choices, happiness and pain, ordinariness and sweetness will accompany us throughout our lives.
He didn't come into this world to fulfill the mission of building the glorious Changfeng Group; his purpose was to experience life.
Therefore, the role of father is also a journey in life, and he will experience it wholeheartedly.
An Xiaoyue felt happy about everything before her, and a warm feeling spread through her heart.
Cui's mother was busy preparing the New Year's Eve dinner in the main kitchen that afternoon and didn't have any extra time to decorate this place.
She understood that Fu Shengyang had spent the afternoon setting up this place.
Fu Shengyang must have put a lot of thought and effort into designing and preparing to achieve such an effect in such a short time.
"Sheng Yang, thank you."
An Xiaoyue's voice pulled him back to reality.
Fu Shengyang raised an eyebrow. "Thanks... but you should at least give me something practical."
The warmth that had been building in her heart was transformed into a flush on her cheeks by Fu Shengyang's "practicality."
An Xiaoyue blushed.
The next second, under her shy gaze, Fu Shengyang took out a camera from under the sofa cushion.
"I've prepared a camera, let's take some photos together."
An Xiaoyue felt her face burning.
She misunderstood; how embarrassing!
“I noticed you really enjoy using your phone to record things, so I thought I’d take pictures of you every week starting now, so you can show them to Lucky later.”
Feeling embarrassed, Xiaoyue wanted to escape immediately. "I'm going to change my clothes. The heating in Shuixieju is too strong, and I'm sweating a bit."
Fu Shengyang saw through it but said nothing, his expression remaining unchanged. "I'll wait for you."
An Xiaoyue slumped onto the sofa in the walk-in closet.
She raised her hand and pounded her head, her tone annoyed.
"How could you subconsciously think about sex? You've messed up, An Xiaoyue. This isn't good for prenatal education. Forget about it, forget about it."
Only after repenting and starting anew did she feel like finding suitable clothes for the photoshoot.
After careful selection, I finally chose a beige knitted dress that I bought with my mother while shopping before. The style is loose, casual, and perfect for the reading nook.
After getting dressed, An Xiaoyue looked at herself in the full-length mirror and went downstairs satisfied.
Fu Shengyang was stunned for a few moments when he saw her outfit.
Her short, black hair was simple and playful, with wisps of hair tucked behind her ears, revealing her rounded earlobes.
The light also favored her, giving her an alluring pink hue under a soft halo.
The thought of the smooth, soft touch of the tongue made Fu Shengyang's lower abdomen tighten.
"Is this okay?" An Xiaoyue stopped in front of him.
Fu Shengyang slightly lifted his eyelids, and her long, straight, fair legs came into view, causing his eyes to darken slightly.
He picked up the camera from the coffee table and affirmed, "Beautiful."
An Xiaoyue raised an eyebrow. Teacher Zhou was right. If a man could say something was good-looking, he had already put his heart into it.
How should we film it?
"It's right here on the bookshelf." Fu Shengyang put aside those thoughts and focused on taking the photos first.
The two first took several photos together, all of which were taken while they were sitting properly.
Fu Shengyang suggested taking photos of her separately.
An Xiaoyue has been traveling with her mother since she was a child and has some experience in photography. She is not shy at all in front of the camera.
She sat on the croissant-shaped sofa chair, turned to the side, with one leg stretched out to elongate her proportions.
More importantly, this way her bent knees won't block her abdomen.
An Xiaoyue simply overlooked the fact that she was wearing a knitted mini-skirt, and a loose-fitting one at that.
As she sat down, her skirt was pulled down, revealing two-thirds of her leg—long, white, and with just the right amount of flesh on her thigh...
The visual impact naturally conjured up the image of her long legs being held in front of him, and a fire suddenly ignited within Fu Shengyang.
He had an instinctive reaction.