You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

A pink rubber water bag still warm from body heat.

Through the soft silk pajamas, it rested steadily on Shen Wanzhou's flat stomach.

The warmth emanating from the water bag seeped into my skin, seeping in through the lines of my skin.

It instantly dispelled the slight chill in the early autumn air.

Shen Wanzhou held the water bag in both hands, her peach blossom eyes wide open.

Looking at that man who was usually decisive and ruthless in business battles, who wouldn't even lift an eyelid for a project worth hundreds of billions.

He was holding a soft ruler with a serious expression.

Squatting next to the coffee table.

He meticulously measured the distance between the edge of the solid wood coffee table and the genuine leather sofa.

"The distance isn't enough, move it out another fifty centimeters."

Without even turning his head, Chen Yuan directly gave orders to the eagle standing to the side waiting for orders.

"Replace this rug; the pile is too long and it's easy to trip over."

"All the metal corner protectors on the stair railings will be replaced with medical-grade silicone anti-collision strips before sunset today."

The eagle stood straight, holding a small notebook in its hand.

The pen flew across the paper, each stroke conveying a sense of tension, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Shen Wanzhou looked at the two of them, who seemed to be facing a formidable enemy.

I couldn't help but mutter something under my breath.

"I'm only two months pregnant...it's not like I broke my leg..."

Her voice was soft and gentle, with a hint of coquettishness that lacked any real threat.

pity.

In this manor, which has been completely taken over by the "Chen Yuan-style wife-protecting rule".

This weak protest didn't even make a ripple.

Time is like the ruler in Chen Yuan's hand, accurate to the millimeter.

It moves forward day by day.

As Shen Wanzhou's pregnancy progressed, her pregnancy progressed.

The security level at Genting Highlands Resort has skyrocketed from being extremely tight to an outrageously insane level.

One afternoon in early winter.

The temperature in Jianghai City has dropped to single digits.

The sky was overcast and gloomy, carrying a chilling, desolate feel.

A military camouflage off-road vehicle, accompanied by a gust of wind, stopped outside the black and gold gate of Cloud Top Manor.

The car door was kicked open.

Leng Yue was dressed in a neat black tactical trench coat and military boots.

She jumped out of the car with a dashing air.

She has just returned from an overseas peacekeeping mission.

He didn't even go back to the military base; instead, he took the local specialties he bought for Wanzhou and headed straight to Cloud Top Manor.

I'm getting ready to see my best friend who's about to become a mother.

"Eagle! Open the door!"

Leng Yue slung her tactical backpack over her shoulder and strode toward the gate.

In the past...

Based on her relationship with Shen Wanzhou, and the "friendship" she developed with Chen Yuan in the underground fighting room.

This face is definitely the highest level of access pass in Cloud Top Manor.

But today.

I had just walked to a point about five meters from the gate.

A crisp "click" sounded as the metal was cocked.

The sound came from the guard booths on both sides of the gate.

Two fully armed security personnel wearing gas masks and bulletproof helmets.

They strode out directly, like two tall black walls, blocking her path.

An eagle emerged from the guard post.

On that scarred face, an incongruous light blue medical surgical mask was worn.

He was even holding a temperature gun in his hand.

"Miss Leng, I'm sorry."

The eagle's voice sounded muffled through the mask.

"Mr. Chen gave a strict order: starting last week, no untested living creature is allowed to approach within ten steps of the main building."

"Even stray cats in the manor have to undergo full-body disinfection before they can roam around the yard."

Leng Yue stood there, stunned.

Those eagle eyes that could accurately lock onto snipers on the battlefield were now filled with absurdity and disbelief.

"Are you sure you didn't take the wrong medicine?"

Leng Yue pointed to her nose, raising her voice by eight octaves.

"I was evacuated from overseas, not a zombie that escaped from the set of Resident Evil!"

"I'm visiting my best friend, and I have to test some kind of weird creature?"

Eagles don't waste words.

He took half a step back and made a "please" gesture.

Pointing to a newly erected, fully enclosed, transparent glass cabin next to them.

"This is the first step: full-body ultraviolet sterilization and disinfection."

"Please come in and wait for three minutes."

Leng Yue's lips twitched violently twice.

The veins on his forehead throbbed faintly.

But then she thought of that "Frying Pan God of War" who could easily pin her to the ground and rub her against the ground.

She took a deep breath and gritted her teeth to endure it.

Okay, let's disinfect it.

She tossed her backpack to the bodyguard and strode into the glass enclosure.

The three-minute exposure to the blinding blue light ended.

The hatch had just opened.

Before she could even catch her breath...

Two workers in white protective suits pushed a machine that was as tall as a person over.

The probe scanned her body back and forth.

It emits an electronic "beep beep beep" sound.

"What is this thing again?"

Unable to bear it any longer, Leng Yue slapped away the detector that was about to be pressed against her face.

"Miss Leng, this is a radiation and heavy metal residue detector."

The eagle offered a serious explanation from the side.

"Mr. Chen said that you have been carrying out missions in overseas war zones for many years."

"There may be traces of gunpowder residue and depleted uranium dust on their bodies."

"These can all irritate a pregnant woman's respiratory tract."

Leng Yue's fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

He took three deep breaths before suppressing the urge to deliver a high roundhouse kick to the eagle's face.

I finally made it through this security check, which was comparable to getting into the Pentagon.

She finally stepped into the main hall of the manor.

I thought the suffering was over.

result.

Just as you enter the hallway leading to the kitchen area.

I ran into two security guards pushing a cart full of fresh vegetables.

On the packaging of every tomato and every cabbage.

They all have a green label that says "Passed dual testing for radiation and pesticide residues".

There was even a small, portable Geiger counter placed in the vegetable pile for real-time monitoring.

Leng Yue watched this scene unfold.

The string of reason in my mind snapped completely.

Is this a pregnant woman, or is it some kind of doomsday survivor specimen being cultivated?

On the sofa in the lobby.

Chen Yuan was holding a bowl of freshly cooked, warm bird's nest.

Holding a pure silver spoon, he carefully blew on the hot water and fed it to Shen Wanzhou.

The movements were as gentle as if they were handling a rare treasure that would break at the slightest touch.

Shen Wanzhou leaned back on the sofa cushions, her face glowing with a healthy rosy hue.

Seeing Leng Yue walk in, I was just about to greet her happily.

Then I saw my best friend's face, which was as black as the bottom of a pot.

And the strong, pungent smell of medical alcohol and disinfectant emanating from him.

Leng Yue strode over to the sofa.

They didn't even sit down.

His chest heaved violently, like a weary soldier who had just fought a tough battle.

Leng Yue, sprayed with disinfectant, gritted her teeth and pointed at Chen Yuan: "This isn't resting for your baby, it's like you're preparing for a biological weapon attack!"