roccoschili Chapter 38 His World Was Enchanted
Chapter 38 His World Was Enchanted
Ji Yubai stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, talking at length about his grand plans, exuding an air of authority.
Fu Shengyang tapped the phone screen rhythmically with his long finger.
Three minutes had passed, and he decided not to wait any longer.
Fu Shengyang hung up the video call and made a phone call in one smooth motion.
Ji Yubai stood by the window, looking at the grand banquet downstairs, thinking to himself that when he succeeded, he would also hold a celebration banquet.
"Drama and film academies graduate so many times every year, but they're newcomers and can't get scripts. My short dramas can help these people find jobs. Nobody's making short dramas right now, so I'm the pioneer of the short drama market."
His father felt that short dramas insulted film and television culture and forbade him from doing them at Star Cube, lest he damage Star Cube's reputation.
He had no choice but to go out on his own and attract investment.
Fu Shengyang is the most insightful person in the business circle, and he's also a good brother, so naturally they'll prosper together.
He turned around excitedly, only to find that Fu Shengyang was actually on the phone, which was a huge insult to his project.
"Brother Yang... no, sir, listen to me, what are you calling?"
"You, be quiet."
Ji Yubai noticed his cold and serious expression.
"Who is this person? More important than discussing money-making projects?"
Fu Shengyang gave him a cold look, and Ji Yubai zipped up his mouth, nodded, and gave an OK sign.
An Xiaoyue was bending her big toe, trying to find a suitable angle to cut off the torturous toenail.
I could faintly hear a cell phone ringing.
She stopped what she was doing, listened carefully, and sure enough, there was a phone call.
It must be Fu Shengyang.
An Xiaoyue let out a long sigh, stretched her aching neck, and went out to answer the phone.
"I am fine."
"Three minutes late."
"I was trimming my toenails, and they got embedded in the flesh, so it took a while to fix them."
The phone went silent for a long time before the other end spoke again.
Fu Shengyang's toes are so long and his toenails are so beautiful, he must never have experienced the pain of ingrown toenails.
She figured if Fu Shengyang didn't say anything, she'd just hang up.
A completely emotionless voice came at that moment, "I'll come back and get it for you."
Then the call was disconnected, and An Xiaoyue was slow to react.
What do you mean by "he did it"? Fu Shengyang helped her trim her toenails?
An Xiaoyue's ears suddenly felt hot, and her cheeks also became flushed.
Trimming toenails and cleaning ears are intimate things, and between her and Fu Shengyang, it was clearly not to that extent.
She sat there blankly for a long time, then gave in.
Being pregnant is indeed inconvenient.
After tidying up the bathroom, An Xiaoyue took out a book of classic Chinese medicine texts and went back to bed to start reading.
She now has a regular lifestyle and a lot of free time.
I started paying attention to things related to pregnancy and spent some time each day reading books about pregnancy and childbirth.
The book says to interact with your baby more and talk to them.
Once a baby leaves the womb and enters an unfamiliar environment, hearing familiar sounds will bring them peace of mind.
With peace of mind in mind, An Xiaoyue began prenatal education.
The purpose of prenatal education is not to teach knowledge or give the baby a head start, but to familiarize the baby with her voice.
She didn't know what to say to Lucky, so she could only read it aloud while reading each day.
She read parenting bloggers' posts online and, based on the content of picture books, bought several children's picture books, planning to read them every night before bed.
Because recently, she has been reading classic Chinese medicine texts before bed, and she falls asleep very easily.
She always troubled Fu Shengyang, who came home late, to take the books away for her.
Fu Shengyang didn't mention it, but she knew.
Because books don't grow legs on their own and go sit properly on the bedside table.
Today was no exception; An Xiaoyue read from the reader, her voice gradually becoming softer and slower...
He fell asleep before even turning the third page.
After Fu Shengyang and Ji Yubai finished discussing the short drama project, the banquet was still going on, but he had no intention of staying any longer.
In winter, Fu Garden is quiet and desolate.
He walked under the moonlight and turned into the waterside pavilion.
The view that comes into view is like a secret forest, with babbling streams and small buildings lit up with dark orange lights.
The light-blocking curtains on the second floor are not drawn.
The white gauze curtains let through a low-level white light, completely different from the light in other places.
This makes it stand out in this small building.
Fu Shengyang's lips curled slightly; he was probably asleep with the reading light on again.
Upon entering the building, he went straight upstairs to his room and stood at the door.
Sure enough, the person on the bed was wearing cotton pajamas, with their hand resting on an open book.
She pushed the blanket to the foot of the bed, pressing it down with her legs.
Her fair, delicate feet were exposed to the air, without socks.
Dr. Zhang said that pregnant women have a slightly higher body temperature than normal people and don't feel too cold in winter.
The smell of alcohol on him lingered, mixed with the odors from the banquet hall; in short, it wasn't pleasant.
Fu Shengyang did not approach the bed, but instead went to the dressing room.
The sound of the shower water mingled with the sound of the stream flowing outside the window, not at all abrupt or noisy.
After taking a shower, Fu Shengyang, smelling of shower gel, changed into his loungewear.
After preparing the toenail clipper kit, iodine, cotton swabs, and a portable lamp, he sat on the stool at the foot of the bed and examined An Xiaoyue's toenails.
The left big toe is indeed redder than the right one, and there are traces of it being cut, but the cut was not deep or thorough.
An Xiaoyue was so sleepy that she felt a warm, comfortable sensation on her feet while she was sleeping.
"Mmm~" A comfortable sigh escaped her lips without her even realizing it.
Fu Shengyang's handsome face twitched slightly. He looked up and saw that An Xiaoyue showed no signs of waking up, so he continued working.
Half asleep and half awake, An Xiaoyue felt an itch in her toenails.
She still had a sliver of consciousness left and remembered what had happened before she went to sleep: her toenail had grown into the flesh; shouldn't it have hurt?
Her drowsiness vanished almost instantly, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Fu Shengyang bending down, holding her foot and trimming her toenails.
She instinctively tried to pull her foot back, but Fu Shengyang grabbed it tightly.
"Awake? Perfect timing."
He had just been wondering if cutting too deeply at the last moment would scare her while she was sleeping.
An Xiaoyue obediently remained still; things had already progressed this far, she couldn't very well ask someone to stop.
She could only lie in bed and watch quietly.
Fu Shengyang has striking features, thick eyebrows, and deep-set eyes. His attention is focused on her toenails, and his serious expression is the same as when he's working.
His palms were warm, and the heat seemed to spread along the nerves in his feet to his face.
An Xiaoyue felt her face was hot, so she covered it with her hands to cool it down.
"Alright." Fu Shengyang's voice came with a chill.
After spraying iodine on his feet, he used a cotton swab to remove the excess iodine.
I carefully put socks on her feet, saying, "If you wear socks, you can take less medicine when you have a cold."
The heating was on indoors, but to prevent her from feeling stuffy, the windows were left slightly ajar for ventilation.
An Xiaoyue withdrew her foot. "Thank you, Mr. Fu."
Fu Shengyang packed his things, washed his hands, turned off the lights, and went to sleep.
He rested his hand behind his head, staring at the swaying shadows of branches on the ceiling.
He couldn't quite describe his feelings at that moment.
It was a peace I had never experienced before.
For the first 23 years, he was always on the go and had no time for anything else.
Time seemed to pass in the blink of an eye.
At that moment, he could hear the sound of flowing water, see the lit-up buildings, and taste the food.
It was as if everything around me had transformed from a pile of inanimate objects into something moving and alive.
Just like in the movies I watched as a child, with a spell cast, everything that was frozen in time began to move.
This feeling made his heart pound, yet it also felt so unreal.
Fu Shengyang smiled, it seemed he had indeed had enough to drink today.
He actually started to feel sentimental and affected.
Fu Shengyang turned over, wrapped himself in the blanket, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
Hearing Fu Shengyang's movements and thinking of his thoughtful actions, An Xiaoyue closed her eyes and went to sleep with a warm feeling in her heart.