Chapter 799: Shi Youxuan is Pregnant with Her Third Child

Sheng Hanyu actually could not bear to abort the child either; it was mainly because he could not stand watching his wife suffer.

He pushed aside all company matters, focused on staying home to accompany his wife, and took meticulous care of Shi Youxuan.

His wife found fresh, tender wild vegetables to be appetizing.

Thus, the dignified CEO, dressed in a crisp suit, took a small shovel and went up the mountain to dig for wild vegetables himself.

He only wanted the fresh, newly sprouted tender green leaves; he would not take any others.

People at the company were going crazy; many important meetings had to be delayed because the CEO was not there.

Many important decisions could not be finalized because the CEO was not there!

Yun Zhehao called one after another, and when he became too insistent, Sheng Hanyu simply turned off his phone.

He stopped caring about the company; no matter how important company matters were, they were not as important as his wife.

Sheng Hanyu did not just go up the mountain to dig for wild vegetables; he also personally went into the kitchen to cook; he had some foundation in cooking before, but he was rusty after not being in the kitchen for too long.

Now he wore an apron, held a tablet, and learned to cook from videos step by step, with meticulous attention to detail.

His serious and earnest appearance was no less than when he faced billion-dollar projects; Fang Jie and Zhang Ma were both shooed out of the kitchen, and he busied himself inside alone, needing no help.

At the kitchen entrance, Sheng Zichen poked his head in.

"Daddy is so cool!" the little guy shouted at his father's back; it was a heartfelt compliment, not flattery.

Sheng Hanyu put down the tablet and turned around: "What did you say?"

His son gave him a thumbs up: "Daddy, you look so cool wearing an apron!"

Sheng Hanyu:...

The little guy smiled very brightly, walked into the kitchen, hugged his father's thigh, and acted spoiled: "Daddy, can I help too? Please, I beg you."

"No, get out."

Sheng Hanyu frowned.

"You can be in the kitchen, why can't I?"

The little guy did not leave; he started talking back and even found a reason.

If it were normal times, Sheng Hanyu would have said right away: "The focus of Sheng Family men should be on the outside world, not the kitchen; this place does not belong to you."

But now he was there too, and he planned to be there for a long time to come, so using that reason was no longer appropriate.

"I know how to cook, you don't, so hurry up and get out, don't make a mess here."

Sheng Zichen: "I can learn if I don't know how, Daddy teach me, I also want to make delicious food for Mommy!"

Sheng Hanyu:...

"No, you are too young, get out immediately."

The parental authority Sheng Hanyu usually relied on was not working now.

The little guy hugged his father's thigh, acting cute and spoiled to get his way: "No, no, no, I won't go out, I'll stay and help Daddy, Daddy praise me as a good Baobao."

Sheng Hanyu:...

Forget it, let him stay then.

Ever since he tore up his son's cookbook last time, his son had rarely been close to him.

Like now, it had not happened since Zichen was three years old and entered the Study.

"Fine, you can stay."

Daddy finally agreed, and the little guy was incredibly happy.

He could actually help, and he did not just say it.

Sheng Zichen was not even as tall as the cutting board, so he certainly could not use a kitchen knife.

Thus, the little guy was responsible for picking vegetables and washing vegetables and fruits.

These tasks had no technical content at all and were very boring and tedious.

Sheng Zichen did it very seriously; standing on a small stool, he washed the vegetables earnestly, cleaning the front of a leaf, flipping it over to wash the back, with meticulous attention to detail.

Daddy set up the pot, added water, and started the fire; when the water in the pot boiled, he poured in the clean wild vegetables, blanched them slightly, scooped them out with a strainer, and soaked them in a basin of cold water.

Sheng Zichen said: "Daddy, this step should use ice water; it can keep the vegetable's emerald green color and crisp texture; your step is wrong."

Sheng Hanyu:...

The dignified CEO was criticized by his four-year-old son for having the wrong steps; even if it was his own son, it was not okay; he felt uncomfortable, and of course, he was unconvinced.

He had to maintain his dignity as a father.

"You do nothing every day, you only study these things, right? Your mommy likes to eat them this way; she is pregnant now and cannot eat things that are too cold, understand?"

Sheng Zichen: "Understand."

"But it won't be cold; the vegetable itself has heat, passing it through ice water for a moment is fine, it can maintain the vegetable's texture..."

"Shut up."

Sheng Hanyu did not want to listen and interrupted his son simply and rudely.

Yet, he redid the remaining vegetables according to the steps his son mentioned, then squeezed them dry, poured on oyster sauce, added a few pinches of powdered rock sugar to mix, heated some dried chili and Sichuan peppercorns in olive oil, and poured it over the vegetables—"Sizzle."

The fragrance came out immediately.

There was red and green, the color was very good.

"This dish is delicious, better than all the dishes you've made." Shi Youxuan only ate this one dish, finished the whole plate, and did not vomit even though there was oil in the dish.

From then on, Sheng Hanyu occasionally no longer opposed his son entering the kitchen.

Some people are probably born for the kitchen.

Shi Yuke called and asked aggrievedly: "Mommy, why haven't you come to see me for such a long time? Do you not like Yuke anymore?"

Shi Youxuan:...

She had not yet entered her role.

It was too awkward to speak to her using the identity of "Mom."

"I've been a bit busy lately, is it okay if I come to see you tomorrow?" Since using a title was awkward, it was better not to use any title at all, then it wouldn't be awkward.

"Is that a promise?"

"Mm, it's a promise."

Shi Yuke was immediately happy and said joyfully, "Okay, then let's pinky swear: pinky swear, hang a rope, a hundred years no changing, whoever changes is a little puppy."

They had pinky sworn over the phone, but Shi Youxuan was going to break her word.

Because her husband strongly opposed it.

"No, you cannot go see Shi Yuke. That woman is full of tricks and has many bad ideas. If she does something to harm you, I won't even have a place to cry."

Shi Youxuan: "It won't happen, rest assured. I won't be alone with her; in the Hospital Ward, there isn't just the caregiver, my father and Shi Liu are there too, everyone will protect me."

"Besides, she has already forgotten about the things from the past."

Sheng Hanyu: "What if she hasn't forgotten? What if she is just pretending to be foolish to protect herself and fool you all? That woman is not as simple as you imagine. Last time, she laid low in the mental hospital for so many years, and no one expected that either, did they?"

If Shi Yuke hadn't been living in a mental hospital during the time Shi Youxuan was missing, Sheng Hanyu definitely would not have let her off lightly.

"Alright, that was how many years ago? Why are you still bringing it up?"

The lady was angry; she was determined to go to the hospital to see Shi Yuke.

Whether he agreed or not, she had to go!

Hospital.

"Mom, Dad, you finally came to see Yuke, I'm so happy." Shi Yuke put down the doll she was holding and lunged toward Shi Youxuan.

Sheng Hanyu blocked the way in front, so she landed in his arms instead.

He pushed her away by reflex—"Bang," Shi Yuke was pushed to the edge of the bed, her head hitting the wall.

It hurt a lot.

She pouted, and suddenly wailed, "It hurts, it hurts, Dad is a bad guy for bullying Yuke, Grandpa hit him!"

Shi Yucheng felt genuine heartache.

After his daughter became foolish, she was much cuter than before.

But he also knew his second daughter was pregnant, and his son-in-law's strong reaction was for the sake of Xuanxuan.

There was nothing to be said.

But he still felt genuine heartache.

So he coaxed his eldest daughter: "Yuke, be good, rub it yourself, in a while Grandpa will buy you candy."

"Okay."

She stopped crying, but kept a respectful distance from Sheng Hanyu.