Good Pregnancy Quick Transmigration: The Overly Charming CEO with No Heirs

Han Yunzhao stood at the door, listening to the repeated calls of "Miss," and the corners of his lips unconsciously curved into a smile.

Chen Lixin followed behind, craning his neck to look inside, his curiosity burning intensely.

Who exactly is this future general's wife?

He dreamed of seeing the person who delivered so much food and supplies at that critical moment, saving the lives of 300,000 soldiers.

Xi Yao was leaning against a bamboo chair under the eaves, holding a steaming cup of jasmine tea in her hands.

The elderly couple from the Xia family sat to one side, one shelling peanuts and the other sewing shoe soles.

A scene of tranquility and peace.

Hearing Xiaomei's shout, Xiyao's hand paused slightly, and she almost spilled the tea.

She raised her head, her gaze sweeping across the courtyard, and landed on that familiar figure.

The man strode in, travel-worn, his armor still covered in lingering snowflakes.

He had lost so much weight that his jawline was so sharp it looked like it had been carved with a knife.

But those eyes remained bright, carrying the familiar warmth she knew.

The moment their eyes met, Xi Yao suddenly felt a lump in her throat.

Although I often hear news about him through the 996 work schedule, the two of them haven't actually seen each other for nearly four months.

She misses him very much.

Han Yunzhao stood in the courtyard, staring blankly at the person in the chair.

She was wearing a casual, loose-fitting padded jacket, her hair was loosely tied up, and she was holding a hand warmer in her arms. She looked languid and peaceful.

She seemed to have gained some weight in the months I hadn't seen her, with more flesh on her cheeks.

He wanted to say "I miss you so much," but those four words were too light, too light to bear the weight of his longing over the past few months.

In the end, he just stood there, like a helpless young boy, his eyes reddening.

The elderly couple from the Xia family exchanged a glance and tactfully stood up.

"Um... I'll go check on the chicken soup."

Xia's mother pulled Xia's father toward the kitchen, and before leaving, she didn't forget to drag Xiaomei away.

The courtyard fell silent.

Xi Yao put down her teacup and held out her hand to him: "What are you standing there for? Aren't you cold?"

Han Yunzhao finally made a move.

He rushed over, squatted down in front of the chair, and took her hand.

Warm and soft, like a ball of fire, warming you right to the core.

"Yaoyao...I'm sorry."

Xi Yao raised an eyebrow: "Sorry for what?"

"I said I would see you again to propose marriage, but I am not qualified yet. I have not done so."

Han Yunzhao lowered his eyes, his eyelashes casting a shadow beneath them. "And about the provisions... thank you."

"No need to apologize to me, and no need to thank me." Xi Yao withdrew her hand and gently stroked his face. "Look at you, you've gotten so thin. Have you been skipping meals again?"

Han Yunzhao didn't speak, but simply raised his head and looked at her intently.

His gaze was so heavy and intense, as if he wanted to make up for all the gaps of the past few months.

Xi Yao felt her face flush under his gaze. Just as she was about to say something, she suddenly felt his gaze shift down and land on her stomach.

The cotton coat she was wearing today wasn't very thick, and her four-month pregnant belly was already slightly protruding.

Although it's not very obvious, you can still see it if you look closely.

Han Yunzhao's gaze froze.

At first, he thought he was seeing things, assuming it was because his clothes were loose.

But upon closer inspection, it was clearly...

Han Yunzhao's breathing suddenly became rapid.

The pupils suddenly contracted.

His hand slipped from her palm, trembling slightly as he lifted it, wanting to touch her but not daring to, hanging there in mid-air, flustered and helpless.

"Yaoyao..." His voice trembled, "You...you must be...?"

Looking at his expression, Xi Yao couldn't help but smile.

She reached out, grasped his hand that was hanging in mid-air, and gently pressed it against her abdomen.

Through the fabric, Han Yunzhao could feel the slight bulge.

It's warm.

It's real.

Not a dream.

"Mmm." Xi Yao's voice was gentle and soft. "Congratulations, you're going to be a father."

boom--

Han Yunzhao felt like something had exploded in his head.

Blank.

I couldn't think of anything, I couldn't hear anything, only those three words echoed repeatedly in my mind.

I'm a dad now.

I'm a dad now.

I'm a dad now.

His hand was still on her abdomen, motionless, as if afraid that the slightest movement would wake her from the dream.

The tears that had been welling up in her eyes finally couldn't be held back and silently slid down her cheeks.

Han Yunzhao has never cried since she was twelve years old.

Because he knew that crying was the most useless thing, and tears could not save his life.

But at that moment, he cried.

She cried silently, tears streaming down her face.

He recalled the diagnosis of being childless, the doctor's words that "he can never have children again in this life," and the despair and self-blame he had felt these past few days.

He thought he had deprived her of the right to be a mother, and that he would never be able to have his own child in this lifetime.

But now, he's a father.

"Yaoyao, thank you, I love you."

A thousand words can be condensed into these eight short characters.

Xi Yao didn't speak, but just looked at him gently.

At this moment, he needs quiet.

After a long while.

"Let me hear it." Han Yunzhao's voice was already tinged with laughter. "Let me hear what he's doing."

Xi Yao smiled and rolled her eyes at him: "What can you hear now?"

Ignoring everything else, Han Yunzhao knelt down on one knee and leaned forward, gently pressing his ear against her abdomen.

His movements were extremely light and gentle.

Xi Yao looked down at him, and seeing his cautious manner, her heart melted completely.

In this world, her husband is another pitiful little thing, sigh.

"Did you hear that?" she asked.

"No," Han Yunzhao's voice was muffled, "but he must be fine."

"How did you know?"

"Because he is our child." Han Yunzhao looked up, his eyes filled with tenderness. "He will definitely be as good as you."

Xi Yao cupped his face in her hands, returning his gaze with equal tenderness, without saying a word.

Chen Lixin squatted in the yard, staring blankly at the scene.

The general actually cried.

He had followed the general for so many years and had never seen the general shed a single tear.

Even when he was hit by several arrows and almost didn't survive, the general didn't even flinch.

But now, the general is crying.

As Chen Lixin was reflecting on this, he suddenly heard them talking about children.

What?

child?

Whose child?

The general's?

Chen Lixin's eyes widened suddenly, his mind churning.

He was the first to know about the infertility drug; the general would never be able to have any more children in his life.

In these past few days, he understood the general's suffering better than anyone else, and he knew better than anyone how heavy this blow was.

But now.

The general has a child?

Chen Lixin's eyes immediately reddened.

He wiped his face hard, squatted down, and covered his eyes with his hands.

The 300,000-strong army now has a young master.

The general has a worthy successor.

He thought of the grain and fodder, the cotton clothes and quilts, the medicinal herbs and charcoal.

A woman, across mountains and rivers, managed to deliver life-saving food to an army of 300,000.

What kind of skill is this?

What a spirit this is!

Such a woman is worthy of his general.

No, it should be said that only a woman like her is worthy of his general.

Chen Lixin stood up, suddenly knelt on one knee, and solemnly bowed:

"This humble general, Chen Lixin, greets Your Excellency!"

"The 300,000 soldiers will never forget the lady's life-saving grace!"

"From this day forward, whatever Madam commands, I will go through fire and water, even at the cost of my life!"

Han Yunzhao stood up and looked at him without saying a word, but his eyes showed relief.

He hopes that everyone around him will respect Yao Yao.

Xi Yao stood up with a smile: "General Chen, you're too kind. Please get up; the ground is cold."

Chen Lixin kowtowed, and when he stood up, his eyes were red and moist.

Worth it.

Being with such a general and such a wife in this life is truly worthwhile.