The baby slapped me, and I said, "Sit on my lap and slap me."

Chapter 98 Baby's money can only be spent by me

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, Aunt Zhou neatly cleared the table.

After saying goodbye to Su's mother, Su Qingyao and Wen Yu walked out of the ward hand in hand.

In such a good mood, Su Qingyao ate more than usual tonight.

As soon as she got in the car, she lazily curled up in the back seat, like a satisfied kitten, not wanting to move at all.

Wen Yu couldn't help but chuckle and handed her the warm water.

He then sat down beside her, gently placed his palm on her slightly protruding belly, and began to massage it with a soothing touch.

"Are you full?"

Su Qingyao gave a comfortable "hmm" and leaned back against his shoulder.

She tilted her head slightly, her gaze falling on Wen Yu's lowered profile.

The light cast a small shadow under his thick eyelashes, making his features appear even more delicate and beautiful, and his expression was gentle and unguarded.

The tranquility melted Su Qingyao's heart, and she also recalled the little incident that happened on her way back.

She hesitated for a moment, then decided there was nothing to hide, and finally spoke up.

"My dear Yuyu, just now... when I came back, I ran into Song Yunyan downstairs."

As soon as he finished speaking, the hand that was covering her lower abdomen paused for a moment, so quickly that Su Qingyao didn't even notice.

Wen Yu's gentle expression remained unchanged as he continued to focus on massaging her to aid digestion.

But something flashed swiftly through the depths of those eyes.

A cold, gloomy, wary, and hostile glint flashed by like a shark's shadow suddenly darting across a calm lake.

Wen Yu responded as usual, "Oh? How come I ran into him here?"

"He was sick, he had a fracture, and he was staying in ward B of the same hospital building as my mother's, I think it was 301. I happened to run into him and saw that he was having trouble using a wheelchair, so I gave him a ride home."

Her tone was neutral, carrying a hint of sympathy for the injured, but without much other emotion.

Wen Yu listened quietly, his movements still gentle, but his eyes had already turned icy deep inside.

Section B, Room 301.

fracture.

Oh.

It seems that the warning and trouble he received last time did not teach him to restrain himself.

Instead, they went even further, using the excuse of injury to directly enter the area where the baby most often moves.

He was mindful of the "gratitude" the baby had mentioned and always left room for maneuver, but Song Yunyan seemed... not to understand the meaning of knowing when to stop.

Anger, coldness, and a deeper possessiveness surged in his chest.

Wen Yu suppressed his emotions and, following Su Qingyao's words, revealed just the right amount of realization and concern.

"I see, a fracture... that's certainly inconvenient."

He changed the subject slightly, his tone softening, "But baby, you just finished your competition, and now you have to be busy with your studies and experiments, and you also have to come to see Auntie often. You've already worked very hard."

"Taking care of patients is very mentally taxing. Since Mr. Song is already hospitalized, the hospital has professional caregivers and medical staff who will take good care of him. Just say hello when you occasionally see him, don't worry too much."

These words sounded considerate and thoughtful, showing that she was being considered in every way.

Su Qingyao raised her eyes, her gaze clear as she looked at him. "Wen Yu, don't you like him?"

Wen Yu hadn't expected her to ask so directly.

He remained silent for a moment, not wanting to hide it from her, and nodded.

"I don't really like him. I always feel like he's deep in thought, and every time we meet, I feel uncomfortable."

After Wen Yu finished speaking, he lowered his voice and added a sentence, which made him seem particularly understanding.

"But it's alright, baby. Since he has been kind to you, it's only right that we maintain necessary contact and repay him. You don't need to worry about me."

Su Qingyao moved closer, blinking as she studied his expression.

"Really? My darling Yuyu doesn't care at all?"

Wen Yu turned her face away and said stubbornly, "I'm not that petty. Baby is free, and I don't want to interfere with your making friends."

Su Qingyao reached out and cupped his face, gently kneading it.

"Our little Yu Yu is so cute when she says one thing but means another~"

After rubbing his face for a while, she cupped his face in her hands and looked intently into his eyes.

"But I do care."

I care about how you feel.

She smiled and spoke softly and clearly.

"Song Yunyan is a friend from my childhood who helped me during my most difficult time. I remember that kindness, but that's all. If his presence makes you uncomfortable, I can gradually reduce contact with him, or even stop contacting him altogether."

As she spoke, she pinched Wen Yu's nose. "Silly boy, you don't need to pretend to be magnanimous."

"You said before that if a girl approaches you, I can assert my ownership; you can do the same."

Wen Yu's heart skipped a beat, then pounded like a drum.

He eagerly opened his arms and pulled Su Qingyao into a tight embrace.

A burning kiss followed, filled with overwhelming love, gently pressing against her forehead, the tip of her nose, and her cheeks, before finally covering her lips deeply.

"Baby..." His voice was hoarse and his breath was unsteady, each word seeming to be ironed out from the hottest part of his heart.

"How can you be so wonderful? How can I be so lucky to have met you..."

Su Qingyao felt a little ticklish from his kisses, and tilted her head up slightly in his arms, looking a bit arrogant, but her eyes and brows were full of undisguised laughter.

"Hmph, you're only realizing that now? You'd better cherish me from now on, otherwise..."

"No, not at all."

Before she could finish speaking, Wen Yu lowered his head again and kissed her lips deeply, swallowing her unfinished "humph".

A moment later, he pressed his forehead against hers, his eyes filled with an intense, possessive desire.

"Baby, you can only be mine."

Su Qingyao laughed in his arms, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Once he loosened his grip slightly, she poked his tense chest, her tone softening and becoming more conciliatory.

"He is currently injured and hospitalized, and it wouldn't be appropriate for me to completely ignore him. I will visit him when I have time, bringing some nutritional supplements and rehabilitation supplies to express my gratitude."

She looked up at him, winked deliberately, and said, "I'll trouble my darling Yu Yu to prepare these gifts for me~"

Wen Yu's tenderness froze, his brows furrowed, and the corners of his mouth fell.

"No! My wife is going to see another man, and I'm supposed to prepare a gift for him?? Baby, you're so cruel..."

Su Qingyao raised an eyebrow and looked at him with a leisurely air.

"Are you sure you want me to prepare this myself? My money is only intended for you and Mom, you know. Are you sure you want me to spend my time and money picking out gifts for another man?"

Wen Yu's expression froze. He took a deep breath and nodded emphatically.

"I'll do it! I'll arrange it!"

He tightened his arms and stared at Su Qingyao, emphasizing each word.

"Baby, your money is only for me to spend! Not a single penny can be spent on other men!"

Su Qingyao couldn't help but smile, her eyes crinkling into crescents.

She reached out and gently rubbed his sullen, handsome face, trying to comfort him.

"Okay, okay, I know Yuyu is the best. Consider this a way of repaying the last favor, and after that, we'll be even. I'll keep my distance from him, okay?"

Her voice rose at the end, carrying a soft plea and promise.

Wen Yu looked into her clear, smiling eyes, which were filled with concern and indulgence for him.

The last bit of anxiety and resentment in my heart was finally soothed by this clear spring.

He sighed. "It's agreed, it's just repaying a favor."

He pulled her closer, saying, "After that... stay far away from him."

Wen Yu buried his face in her warm neck, his voice muffled, "But I still feel wronged."

Su Qingyao's heart softened, and she ran her fingers through his thick hair, stroking it gently.

"What should we do, my precious Yuyu?"

Wen Yu raised his head, the hint of grievance in his eyes replaced by a different kind of bright light.

He locked his gaze on her. "Baby, let's play a game tonight."