Chapter 242: Offense and Defense Shift Forms

Does Gao Yang care about someone as hypocritical as Chen Yan?

In fact, she doesn't care at all.

I have to admit, Chen Yan sometimes actually makes sense.

For example, he says that humans are an extremely complex animal, and a person's life is inherently full of complexity and contradictions.

Gao Yang agrees with that view, because she herself is full of contradictions.

On one hand she hopes Chen Yan will reject Li Lizhi and belong solely to her; on the other hand she wishes Chen Yan can get what he wants and have no regrets with Li Lizhi.

And Chen Yan is in a similar situation regarding children.

He may truly want a child, but Gao Yang cannot deny that Chen Yan is also genuinely worried about her.

It is precisely this worry that makes him act so domineering, turning himself into such a hypocritical façade, neither here nor there.

Of course, Gao Yang thinks all that is utterly unimportant.

What surprises her the most is that Chen Yan finally bowed his head before her.

He finally revealed his true side, the side that is unbearable.

"Then, Xiao Yanzi, is there anything else you wish to tell me?" Gao Yang tilted her chin slightly, a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth.

"Xiao Yanzi......."

Chen Yan's face darkened, and in a fit of anger......

He got angry for a moment!

He forced a thin smile and said, "Up to now, how long has it been since you last had your period?"

Gao Yang was momentarily stunned, thought for a bit, and said, "You didn't remind me, I forgot. I missed it in June, and this month as well—it's been two months."

A dark line appeared on Chen Yan's forehead, "Two months without it, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I clearly remember that every month when your period came, I simmered ginger‑jujube soup and had Xiang Lan deliver it to you. Didn't you drink it?"

"I drank it," Gao Yang said firmly, "If it was ready, why wouldn't I drink it?"

"Hmm... I'm not flattering you, Xiao Yanzi, your ginger‑jujube soup is indeed skillful and tastes quite good."

As she spoke, Gao Yang smacked her lips, as if reminiscing the taste.

Chen Yan felt utterly weary, "You drank the ginger‑jujube soup, yet you don't even worry about your missed period?"

"And with your mood so gloomy and appetite so poor, don't you have any doubt at all?"

"Is this my fault?" Gao Yang snapped back, "I don't even know who told you that if it's done outside you won't get pregnant; how am I supposed to think that way?"

"You actually have a point now."

"Alright, alright, my fault, my fault," Chen Yan, not wanting to anger Gao Yang, raised his hand in surrender, "You're pregnant now, don't be angry, don't be angry."

"Heh!" Gao Yang said with a half‑smile, "So now you finally know how to care about me?"

"What were you doing before?"

"Or are you saying you only care about the Chen family's flesh and blood?"

"What kind of words are those?" Chen Yan replied irritably, "Did I never care about you before?"

"I've always cared about you, okay?"

Gao Yang opened her mouth to speak, but recalled what Xiang Lan had told her that day, and fell silent.

Indeed, Chen Yan genuinely cared for her, pushing himself to the limit of what he could do; although she hadn't known in advance, he still couldn't be wronged.

"See?" Chen Yan said proudly, "You have nothing left to say yourself."

Then he shifted tone, "Since you're pregnant, you need a lot of nutrition; you can't go without meals."

"How about this: you lie down first, I'll cook you a bowl of egg custard and prepare two light dishes; you eat a bit, okay?"

"Wait a moment," Gao Yang called out to the departing Chen Yan, "You don't need to handle this; go tell Xiang Lan to take care of it, I have something to tell you."

Hearing that she had something to tell him gave Chen Yan a headache.

Whenever Gao Yang does this, it's never good news.

But she now wields the Imperial Sword, what can he do?

He can only go along with Gao Yang's plan.

Then he left, and not long after returned, sitting at the bedside with a look as if death were home.

"Alright, you speak."

Gao Yang didn't mind his expression, smiling, "Don't be nervous, husband, I just want you to agree to a few things."

"What things?"

"First!" Gao Yang cleared her throat, "From now on you must spend more time with me, don't be absent all day long."

"No problem," Chen Yan replied without hesitation; regarding this, even if Gao Yang hadn't asked, he would have done it.

"Second, you must not be harsh to me, not insult me, not clash with me; I've been in a bad mood lately, and if I do something that displeases you, you have to endure it."

Chen Yan:?

He almost lost composure, "Do you want to hear what you're saying?"

"Hold on, hold on, am I a Ninja Turtle?"

"You don't..."

"I can have you massage my feet every day!" Gao Yang said calmly.

?

Chen Yan, furious and flustered, said, "I have to put up with you, and also massage your feet every day—what the hell is this, a life worth living?"

"What else?" Gao Yang's eyes were filled with a smile; knowing Chen Yan needed to save face, she didn't expose him, but offered an excuse.

"The child I'm bearing is your Chen family flesh and blood; when my belly gets big, I might not even be able to walk, and my feet will be exhausted all day."

"As my husband, the child's father, what's wrong with massaging my feet?"

"Did I wrong you?"

"...... Fine." Chen Yan pretended to be reluctant and agreed.

During pregnancy, massaging the feet a lot is indeed good.

Experts have said that this helps the child's future IQ.

Sigh, for the sake of the child, this old father sacrificing a bit isn't impossible.

Isn't it just the Ninja Turtles?

I, Chen Yan, am set!

Seeing him truly agree, Gao Yang forced herself not to laugh out loud.

Sure enough, once you find the right method, you can easily handle this damn thing.

Then, she set her face straight and continued, "Third, from now on you must not treat me differently; you must treat me the same as you treat Li Lizhi."

"No, what are you talking about?" Chen Yan hurriedly said, "When did I ever treat you differently?"

"Don't I treat you as well as I treat her?"

"Although she hasn't married me yet, that's only a matter of time. In my heart, you both are my wives, and I treat you the same."

"You can't slander me out of thin air."

Facing Chen Yan's string of words, Gao Yang merely gave him a casual glance and slowly uttered three words.

"You're getting impatient."

"....... This isn't a matter of whether I'm impatient or not." Chen Yan tried to explain, but Gao Yang gave him no chance.

"Whether I'm impatient or not, you know it yourself."

"The huge difference in your attitude toward Li Lizhi and toward me, I believe you know that yourself."

"Moreover, whether I've slandered you, you can just ask a servant here at the County Magistrate's Office and find out."

"You treat the servant better than you treat me."

"Defamation, that's defamation!" Chen Yan, furious, jumped up, "I can't believe you're defaming me!"

"Hmm!" Gao Yang let out a soft hum, her eyebrows relaxed, and, pinching her throat, said, "Girl, your eyebrows are like distant indigo, your eyes like autumn water; just one glance makes one's soul linger in dreams."

"It looks exactly like......"

"Stop talking! Stop talking!" Chen Yan, mortally embarrassed, almost scratched out a three‑room, one‑hall basement with his toe.

"I'll change, can't I?"

With those words, Gao Yang was satisfied, a pleasant smile spreading across her mouth.

Husband, oh husband!

From now on, offense and defense will change forms!

"......"