Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife

Chapter 1120: Chapter 1121: Relatives Arriving Right on Schedule

Cheng Su said she wouldn’t interfere, and she really didn’t. She didn’t inquire about Little Yu’s progress in opening the store, nor did she meddle. She had said she’d only be an investor, and she truly stepped back, letting Little Yu stumble through it all.

Days passed one by one, and soon it was May. The weather was heating up, and on the streets, people were already wearing long skirts.

Lately, Cheng Su had been living quite comfortably, without much to worry about, and her businesses were thriving. She walked with a confident stride, becoming more and more beautiful to everyone’s envy.

In the blink of an eye, it was Cheng Su’s birthday. Thinking back to last year, Qi Taiguo had given her a sweet birthday. How would this year turn out?

Qi Taiguo had asked her to take the day off so they could go out and celebrate. So, early in the morning, Cheng Su got up to get dressed.

She carefully drew her eyebrows while humming a song, but suddenly froze, her expression changed several times. She rushed to the bathroom, and soon returned dejectedly, sitting on the sofa without finishing her eyebrows.

Qi Taiguo returned from training, saw her sitting on the sofa, and laughed: ”Up so early, waiting for me?”

Cheng Su hung her head, not saying a word.

Qi Taiguo sensed something was off, walked over and asked, ”What’s wrong? Today is your big day, why aren’t you happy?”

These days, she had been cheerful as a bird, full of joy. What happened today?

Cheng Su pouted and said, ”I... it’s here!”

”Oh, it’s here... oh, you mean your monthly visitor?” Qi Taiguo realized belatedly, looking at her abdomen.

Cheng Su nodded, very dejected.

”It’s here, so what? Why be upset? Isn’t it normal every month?” Qi Taiguo chuckled and said, ”Is your stomach hurting? I’ll make some Brown Sugar Ginger Tea for you!”

Cheng Su held onto him, pouting: ”Don’t you know we’ve decided to have a child?”

”Yes!”

”But it’s here, which means it didn’t work.” Cheng Su sighed with disappointment.

They had been trying hard to conceive, but this month, the child didn’t come, only her regular visitor. How could she not be disheartened?

Qi Taiguo burst out laughing: ”You’re always in such a rush. It’s not like it happens instantly. Even if you plant a seed in the ground, it doesn’t always sprout, let alone having a baby? Plus, we’ve just started not avoiding it, so it’s normal it hasn’t happened yet. Why rush?”

”I’m so sad and you’re making fun of me.” Cheng Su pouted, feeling very frustrated.

Seeing her delicate and aggrieved expression, Qi Taiguo almost laughed but worried she would get angrier. So he said: ”Alright, alright, I’m not making fun of you, just telling you not to rush. I’ll tell you, the more you rush a child, the less likely they’ll come. Just look at Hualing and her situation.”

Cheng Su felt a bit better and scoffed: ”You talk as if you know it all.”

”I’m just learning from others. Anyway, we’re trying, staying positive, and the child will come.” Qi Taiguo patted her shoulder.

But Cheng Su lowered her head and murmured: ”What if they don’t come? We haven’t had one before, so we don’t know if we’re healthy.”

Qi Taiguo’s smile faded, feeling her vulnerability. He sat down and embraced her: ”Doctors have said you’re much healthier now, so don’t overthink. We’ve never done anything wrong, we’ll definitely have a child.” He paused, then continued: ”Didn’t you also say you’re a time traveler—the Qing Dynasty gave you such benefits!”

Cheng Su burst out laughing, playfully hitting him before resting her head on his shoulder.