Chapter 224: I'm Pregnant

The coffee shop of the Xinlinyin Hotel is on the 21st floor, decorated elegantly and luxuriously. A piano lies in the center of the hall. The person playing the piano is a girl with long hair, wearing a white dress trailing to the ground, her ten fingers flying like butterflies on the black and white keys. The flowing "Für Elise" makes people intoxicated, as if one is walking alone in the open wilderness, letting the petals fall on one's body.

A few young men and women are sitting at scattered tables, talking in low voices, occasionally making giggling sounds.

I didn't see Huang Weiwei and Chen Meng. He Jiaxiao and I stood in the center of the hall looking around. A waiter came over and politely asked if we had a reservation.

Just as I was about to explain, I saw Huang Weiwei coming over, waving at us. He Jiaxiao didn't know Huang Weiwei and looked at me in surprise, his eyes clearly carrying a question mark.

I was too lazy to explain to him and followed Huang Weiwei into the inner room.

The coffee shop of the Xinlinyin Hotel has very obvious Chinese characteristics, and the hall is full of private rooms of all sizes. In fact, Chinese people pay the most attention to privacy, but only to satisfy their need to show off will they expose themselves in public.

Walking forward along the winding passage covered with thick carpets, Huang Weiwei stopped at the end of the passage, turned back to give us a sweet smile, and asked with her lips parted: "Is it Jiaxiao?"

He Jiaxiao nodded hurriedly, wanting to speak but stopping.

"My name is Huang Weiwei." She looked at me and said: "I heard from Chen Feng that you just graduated from a university in Beijing, a top student."

As soon as He Jiaxiao heard the beauty praising him, he immediately didn't know his own name, and said conceitedly: "I'm not a top student, studying at a university in Beijing is just a pediatric matter."

Huang Weiwei didn't take his words and pushed the door open, shouting: "Sister Meng, Chen Feng and the others are here."

We saw Chen Meng stand up from the sofa with her back to us, her shoulders trembling slightly, not turning around.

He Jiaxiao was stunned for a moment, left me, and walked quickly to Chen Meng, holding Chen Meng's shoulders with both hands, looking at her in surprise, and then turned back to give me a thumbs up.

Chen Meng turned around. She had obviously cried just now, and a trace of tears still hung on her porcelain-white face. Seeing us, she broke into a smile through tears, shy and not daring to look at me.

Huang Weiwei laughed happily: "Everyone is here, let's start."

I looked at her inexplicably and asked: "Start what?"

Huang Weiwei smiled mysteriously, pointing to the mahjong machine in the middle of the room: "Playing mahjong."

I was dumbfounded. Calling us here just to play mahjong?

There is an unwritten rule in Hengyue City: no matter how high-end the place is, there will always be a mahjong table prepared. The mahjong parlors in the alleys use hand-rubbing, while high-end places have automatic mahjong machines. This rule in Hengyue City satisfies the needs of the people of Hengyue City. As long as they are from Hengyue City, they all like to play a few rounds when they have some free time. I didn't expect that the two young ladies from high-ranking official families would also have this bad habit!

"What? Don't want to play a few rounds?" Huang Weiwei asked in surprise when she saw we didn't move.

I smiled apologetically and said: "In such a high-end place, is it good for us to play mahjong here? Besides, my level is very poor, I'm not your opponent."

Huang Weiwei rolled her eyes at me and said: "Do you still want to be my opponent? Besides, since they have such equipment, it's for guests to play, what's wrong with that."

The quarrel between the two of us made Chen Meng giggle. She pulled He Jiaxiao to the mahjong table and asked gently: "Do you know how?"

He Jiaxiao picked up a mahjong tile from the table, touched it with his thumb, and pressed it on the table without even looking, shouting: "One Chicken!"

His actions made us all laugh. Seeing that they were in high spirits, I had to sit opposite Huang Weiwei. The four of us occupied one side each and started automatic shuffling.

I had a good hand in the first round. Except for a North Wind, the others were all "cakes" of the same suit. I looked at it carefully and discarded this North Wind. I needed to draw three more cakes to be ready to win. If I didn't discard the North Wind, I could wait for it alone.

Just as I was hesitating, He Jiaxiao, the player before me, discarded a North Wind. I thought about it and didn't win. I drew a card myself, but it was a One Chicken. I discarded the One Chicken, and Chen Meng, the player after me, followed me and discarded a One Chicken. It was Huang Weiwei's turn to play, and she also discarded a North Wind. Three out of four North Winds were out. Fearing that the opportunity would be lost, I quickly turned over my cards and shouted: "Won!"

When Huang Weiwei saw that the card I won with was actually a North Wind, her face turned pale with anger, pointing at me and saying: "Chen Feng, do you understand the rules? You didn't win when Jiaxiao discarded it, but you won when I discarded it, are you bullying me?"

I laughed: "Is there any particularity about whose card you win with?"

Huang Weiwei stared with her phoenix eyes, as if she wanted to eat me, and said: "The card hasn't passed the dealer, can you win?"

Her question left me speechless. I quickly went to lift up the fallen cards, saying repeatedly: "Sorry, I forgot the rules."

"You forgot the rules and still want to win, go be your husband! No chance." Huang Weiwei turned to Chen Meng and asked: "Don't you think so? Sister Meng."

Chen Meng smiled and said: "It's a pity for a good hand."

Next, we continued. Anyway, I had become a 'husband' (a mahjong term for a player who can't win), so I just played randomly with He Jiaxiao, the player before me. After a few rounds, I found that except for that North Wind, the rest of my cakes had actually formed a pair of seven small pairs. Thinking that the North Wind was a bad card anyway, I picked it up and threw it on the table with a slap. Before the sound disappeared, Huang Weiwei opposite me laughed loudly, laughing until she was trembling, picked up the card and inserted it into her hand, waved her finger, turned it over, and shouted: "Thirteen Orphans."

I was dumbfounded.

Chen Meng, the player after me, pushed her cards and said: "Let's not play, let's drink coffee."

The four of us went back to the sofa and sat down. Huang Weiwei and I sat on one, and He Jiaxiao and Chen Meng sat on one. Chen Meng took the boiling coffee off the alcohol stove, poured a cup for each person, and stirred it slowly with a silver spoon. I wasn't used to the bitterness of coffee, so I picked up a packet of sugar from the tray, tore it open, and poured it in.

The three of them didn't like adding sugar, only I added sugar. Damn it, I'm just a country bumpkin!

"Life is actually like playing mahjong. Even with a good hand, you still have to know how to seize the opportunity to win." Huang Weiwei sighed and said maturely, her appearance making me want to laugh.

"Chen Feng, don't look so weird. For example, you, just now you drew such a good hand, but because you didn't know how to seize the opportunity, you could only be a 'husband'. Being a 'husband' is fine, but in the end, you made a wedding dress for others. The card you thought was the least valuable was exactly the card others needed most." Huang Weiwei seemed unforgiving.

"Take Jiaxiao for example, if your hand just now was in your hand, and you found a card you could win with, would you win?"

He Jiaxiao answered without hesitation: "Definitely win."

Huang Weiwei smiled and said: "Since you know how to win, don't you understand that winning requires opportunity and courage? Just now your Brother Chen Feng didn't win your card because he didn't grasp the opportunity well. Once an opportunity is missed, it's harder than ascending to heaven to find it back."

He Jiaxiao thought thoughtfully and nodded: "I understand."

Turning to Chen Meng who was sitting quietly beside him, he said: "I won't let go of the opportunity!"

Chen Meng smiled cleverly. How could one tell she was five years older than this little man in front of her?

I suddenly understood Huang Weiwei's intention. This silent woman actually had such ingenious thoughts, integrating everything she wanted to say into a game of mahjong.

"Since you understand, we won't disturb you anymore." Huang Weiwei picked up her small bag from the sofa, kicked me, and said: "Let's go, do you think it's not bright enough here?" She deliberately squinted at the lights on the ceiling, as if talking to herself: "Everything is good, but the mood is ruined by this lamp."

I stood up hurriedly, looked at He Jiaxiao, and winked at him.

Coming out to the hall, the girl playing the piano changed to the classic "Butterfly Lovers", making herself miserable with sorrow.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"You are a man, bringing your girlfriend out, and you don't know where to go?" Huang Weiwei teased me, whispered in my ear: "I'll take you to see my father, he has something to find you."

I hesitated and said: "Can I not go?"

"Sure, as long as you are willing to stay in Suxi for a lifetime, you can never see him." Huang Weiwei untied her ponytail, and her hair poured into my eyes like water.

"I don't want to go." I said: "I'm afraid of your father."

"He's not a tiger, why are you afraid of him?" Huang Weiwei said unhappily: "It's not asking you to die heroically!"

I laughed and said: "If it's for you, I'm willing to be heroic once, no, heroic for a lifetime."

She blushed, smiled happily, and said softly: "Good boy, come with me."

I felt uncomfortable all over being called "good boy" by her. Just as I was about to leave, I saw a girl rushing over. Before I could see clearly, the girl grabbed my arm and asked urgently: "Are you Chen Feng?"

I looked closely and saw it was Xuelai. My heart panicked.

"I knew it was you!" She let out a breath: "You entered the elevator, I exited the elevator, you made me look for you so hard." Xuelai said regardless: "Where is He Jiaxiao?"

I shook my head with a bitter smile. Huang Weiwei, who was standing on the side, was unhappy, frowned at Xuelai, and asked: "Who are you? Why are you pulling him? Let go!"

Xuelai then noticed Huang Weiwei, who was sinking her face, let go awkwardly, and apologized: "I'm sorry, we are acquaintances, haven't seen each other for a long time, I lost my composure."

Huang Weiwei looked at me inexplicably, pulled me, and was about to leave without looking back.

Xuelai followed a few steps behind. When she reached the elevator entrance, she gathered her courage and said to Huang Weiwei: "Sister, I'm sorry, I'm looking for Chen Feng to say a few words, just a few words."

I knew my name must have been told to her by He Jiaxiao, it was hard for her to still remember.

I looked at Huang Weiwei and walked away with Xuelai for a few steps. Standing by the window on the 21st floor, Xuelai said to me softly: "Tell He Jiaxiao, I'm pregnant."

I was like being struck by lightning, my mouth wide open and unable to close.

"What do you mean?" I was almost incoherent.

"I'm pregnant!" Xuelai said word by word.

"Pregnant?"

"Yes!"

"I still don't understand." I shook my head, wanting to wake up from the sudden shock.

"The matter is very simple. I'm pregnant. The child in my belly is He Jiaxiao's."

Xuelai touched her lower abdomen, looking infinitely happy.

"No way?" I asked hesitantly.

"You think I'm talking nonsense? Can this kind of thing be said casually?" Xuelai saw my full disbelief and was so anxious that her face turned red.

I smiled faintly and said softly: "It seems to have nothing to do with me."

A look of shyness appeared on Xuelai's face, and she said hurriedly: "Of course it has nothing to do with you."

"Then why are you looking for me...?"

"I'm not looking for you, I'm looking for him! Don't think I can't find him!" After Xuelai finished this sentence, she gave a sweet smile to Huang Weiwei in the distance, turned around, and walked away through the staff passage. ===== CHAPTER 225 =====