"Of course I don't mind, I love both sons and daughters..." Wang Xiaoqiang looked up seriously and said to Xia Guifang again.

Seeing that Wang Xiaoqiang was not just coaxing her, Xia Guifang felt a burst of happiness. Wang Xiaoqiang stood up, took a bank card out of his wallet, and placing it in her hand said, "Little Fang, there's three million in here for you to use. Starting from tomorrow, you don't have to go to work at the Chicken Farm..."

In fact, since the day Xia Guifang had become pregnant, Wang Xiaoqiang had urged her not to go to work, suggesting they could simply find someone else to cover for her at the Chicken Farm. However, Xia Guifang was worried that no one else would be up to the task, so she hadn't listened to Wang Xiaoqiang's advice and had kept working. Fortunately, her body was in good condition and with Wang Xiaoqiang continuously supplying her with Spiritual Energy to protect the fetus, the baby hadn't been affected.

Now that the child in her womb was already five months along, Xia Guifang would have taken leave anyway, even if Wang Xiaoqiang hadn't said anything. After all, the baby was more important than the job.

"Little Qiang, I don't want your money, I have money..." Xia Guifang handed the card back to him. Wang Xiaoqiang's current monthly salary to Xia Guifang was ten thousand, the highest in the company aside from Qiao Zhi. Xia Guifang naturally had no lack of money to spend, but she really didn't want to spend Wang Xiaoqiang's money.

"Just spend it, don't wrong yourself," Wang Xiaoqiang held her hand. "The pin is your birthday. Oh, Little Fang, should I get a maid to take care of you?"

"No need, no need, I really don't want any maid, I can take care of myself..." Xia Guifang waved her hands repeatedly.

"Then let's do this instead, let your mother come and take care of you, and we will pay her the salary she gets at the Chicken Farm..." Wang Xiaoqiang said.

"Ah, okay..." After becoming pregnant, Xia Guifang naturally also hoped for someone to keep her company. Wang Xiaoqiang was busy and couldn't always be by her side, so her biological mother was the best stand-in. Hearing this, Xia Guifang immediately agreed happily.

After Xia Guifang became pregnant, Wang Kuishan and his wife were also very happy. Little Qiang's mother often made a pot of chicken soup and brought it to Xia Guifang.

That day, when Wang Xiaoqiang returned to the old family's three-story house and saw his mother making chicken soup, he picked up some chopsticks to grab some chicken to eat, but his mother slapped his hand away, "This is for your wife to drink. If you want some, mother will make another pot for you..."

"My wife? Mom, where is my wife?" Wang Xiaoqiang laughed.

"You little rascal, your wife is Little Fang. She's already carrying your child, yet you still won't acknowledge her as your wife..." His mother glared at him. "I'm telling you, Little Qiang, it doesn't matter how you mess around outside, but in this house, Xia Guifang is your wife, the legal wife. She sacrificed by getting pregnant before marriage, and we can't be unscrupulous..."

"Of course, don't worry, mother. If I don't marry, fine, but if I do, it must be Xia Guifang... After all, she's the mother of my child..."

"Mmm, good boy. After we eat, take the chicken soup to your wife... My little grandson must be hungry, hehe..."

"Mom, how can you be so sure that Little Fang is carrying a boy...?"

"A mother's intuition is never wrong. Little Fang's belly is pointed upwards, just like a huge winter melon. That's definitely a boy. If it were sagging downwards, like a big-bellied pumpkin, then it would be a girl..." The mother explained confidently.

"Ultrasounds sometimes can't even tell, mom. Are you saying your intuition is more accurate than an ultrasound?"

"Psh, not just ultrasounds, even color Dopplers aren't as accurate as a mother's intuition. Trust me, it's definitely a boy. Look, I'm already knitting your son's little shoes... hehe..."

"Mom, don't strain your eyes. There's really no need, we can just buy them when the time comes..."

"Ah, but can those bought be as good as the ones your mother makes? Besides, this is a sign of my affection..."

"..." Wang Xiaoqiang shook his head and said nothing more, turning his gaze towards his father, Wang Kuishan, who was sitting at the dining table smoking, his face also showing a content and happy expression. Although he hadn't spoken a word, it was clear that he was very pleased.

Sister-in-law Liu Juyi was busy in the kitchen, her floral apron tied around her almost bursting slender waist, moving efficiently and swiftly.

Soon, a table full of dishes was laid out. After the meal, as the evening deepened, Wang Xiaoqiang took the chicken soup to Xia Guifang, who almost vomited upon seeing it. "Little Qiang, you drink it instead, I really can't..."

"Why can't you drink it?" Wang Xiaoqiang asked in surprise.

"Your mom almost brings chicken soup every other day, and she insists on watching me eat all the meat and finish the soup. Now just smelling chicken soup makes me want to vomit..."

"Why don't you tell the old lady?"

"I don't want to dampen her spirits, so..."

"You're really honest. Okay then, I'll drink the soup..." Wang Xiaoqiang had the remaining soup himself and while drinking said, "Tomorrow, I'll catch a couple of Reeve's Shads for you to eat..."

"Little Qiang, Reeve's Shads are so expensive, I really can't afford them..."

"No matter how expensive, it's not as precious as your health. As long as you can eat it, I'll have people catch them every day for you..."

Xia Guifang listened, her eyes filled with love as she glanced at Wang Xiaoqiang, "I'm afraid of becoming too fat, and that you might not want me in the future..."

"How could that be, my wife... I'm not even done cherishing you..." Wang Xiaoqiang embraced Xia Guifang, kissing her on the forehead.

The two were affectionate, and then they discussed the matter of appointing a deputy factory director, identifying an appropriate candidate. Wang Xiaoqiang's intention was to have Li Xianghong act as the deputy factory director, but he was somewhat nervous and hadn't dared to mention it to Xia Guifang. To his surprise, Xia Guifang praised Li Xianghong and even shared her reasons, "Although Li Xianghong might be slightly less capable, she always considers the factory's best interests and is a reliable person. Besides, I can manage the chicken farm by phone from here, so there shouldn't be much of a problem..."

"Alright, then let's go with Li Xianghong. I'll inform her tomorrow..." Wang Xiaoqiang said.

"Hmm, it would be best to hold a meeting, make it a bit formal so that the workers will respect her..." Xia Guifang seriously advised.

"Hmm, I understand." Wang Xiaoqiang responded, then slept while holding Xia Guifang.

The next day, Wang Xiaoqiang went to the chicken farm, gathered all the workers, and announced Xia Guifang's leave and Li Xianghong's appointment as the acting deputy factory director.

Upon hearing the announcement, Li Xianghong covered her mouth, her heart thumping wildly. It wasn't that she particularly wanted to be the factory director, but the trust and respect Wang Xiaoqiang showed her were very comforting.

However, regarding Li Xianghong as the acting factory director, there was a lot of chatter among the workers, with many shaking their heads.

The most discussed topic was naturally whether Li Xianghong was capable enough.

But talk was just talk, and nobody opposed her, after all, she was only acting as the deputy, and she would eventually step down; there was nothing to be envious or jealous about.

After the meeting, Li Xianghong didn't leave. Her eyes were red as she stared at Wang Xiaoqiang, tears of emotion glittering in her eyes. In truth, she didn't care about being a factory director. What mattered to her was whether she had a place in Wang Xiaoqiang's heart.

Clearly, Wang Xiaoqiang still considered her important.

Seeing that all the workers had dispersed, Wang Xiaoqiang walked over to Li Xianghong and whispered softly, "Come to the hollow in the mountains later, I have some work to arrange..."

Li Xianghong nodded vigorously, excited; she well understood what 'work' meant. She immediately took a shower, then changed into a beautiful set of clothes, and touched up her makeup in the mirror.

When she reached the entrance of the hollow in the mountains, Wang Xiaoqiang was already there waiting for her. Li Xianghong quickened her steps, walking up to him,

"Little Qiang, I'm flattered that you chose me as the factory director, but the factory is so large, there are so many workers, and I'm not well-educated, I... I'm afraid I can't handle it..."

"It's not as serious as you're making it out to be. If you don't understand something, you can call Little Fang, or if there are issues you really can't solve, tell Little Fang, and she will help you…"

"Hmm, then I feel reassured," Li Xianghong let out a sigh of relief and said to Wang Xiaoqiang, "Little Qiang, let me carry you; it's been a long time since I've carried you..."

"Actually, I really do like you carrying me…"

Hearing this, Li Xianghong happily squatted down in front of him, "Come on..."

Li Xianghong carried Wang Xiaoqiang toward the hollow, "Little Qiang, I really envy Little Fang..."

"What do you envy about her?"

"Being able to have your children..." Li Xianghong paused, then mustered the courage to say, "Little Qiang, let me have a child for you too..."

The words stunned Wang Xiaoqiang, but he didn't outright reject her, instead, he said, "Let's wait for later. If there's a chance in the future, I'll take you abroad, buy you an apartment, and then you can have a child for me..."

"Okay..." Li Xianghong said. She knew in her heart that she might be asking for too much. Wang Xiaoqiang had been good to her, giving her a job, generous compensation, and even happiness as a woman; and here she was, wanting to have his child, as if stirring up trouble.

After a while, Li Xianghong said, "Little Qiang, I'm sorry, my thoughts were too much. Actually, having Little Sakura is already enough..."

"Don't say that, if there's a chance, I truly do want you to have my child. But don't worry, Honghong, I will also treat Little Sakura as my own child. Later on, we'll make sure she gets a good education at university and has prospects for the future..."

"Oh, Little Qiang, you're too good," Li Xianghong's voice was slightly choked, and tears welled up in her Taohong's eyes again.

"Honghong, don't be like this. Let's change the subject, let's talk about something lighter..." Wang Xiaoqiang said upon reaching the usual spot, speaking to Li Xianghong.

"Yeah," Li Xianghong nodded, (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at QiDian (qidian.com), give it monthly tickets, and your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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