Country Love: Xie Dajiao, 37, is pregnant!

Yang Xiaoyan dozed off in her second-floor guest room for less than an hour. She got up, poured herself a cup of tea, and felt much better afterward.

Li Qiuge then accompanied her to Xiaomeng's company. As soon as they entered, Wang Xiaomeng came down the steps of the office building to greet them:

"Mr. Yang, have you had a good rest? I was thinking of letting you sleep a little longer. You were so busy shipping orders that you barely had time to breathe. You just got a break."

"You've rested enough; it's time to get down to business."

Yang Xiaoyan smiled and casually adjusted her coat:

"Let's go take a look around the warehouse. I'll also get a feel for our shipping and delivery capabilities."

As the group walked toward the warehouse, they turned a corner and saw several new vans parked in a row on the open space in front of the warehouse.

The vehicles were painted entirely in grass green, the same color as the delivery trucks at the Shanghai headquarters. The Qingmei Company logo was printed in white on the vehicles. The trucks were lined up neatly, giving them a professional look.

Yang Xiaoyan walked around the car once, and Wang Xiaomeng patted the car door, proudly saying:

"Before, there weren't enough vehicles, which caused delays. This time, we added a few more vehicles, each running a route, so they can deliver on time every day."

Upon entering the warehouse, a bustling scene unfolded, with workers carrying packing boxes onto trucks and others checking each item against the shipping manifest.

Yang Xiaoyan stood to the side and watched for about ten minutes. She then pulled over a box of goods, felt the thickness of the outer packaging, and looked at the sealing tape.

Wang Xiaomeng can ask her anytime if there's anything she doesn't understand.

After finishing his work for the day, it was already dark. Lin Chen naturally gave him a warm welcome for dinner. However, feeling sorry for Xie Dajiao and the other girls, he had the food ordered from the resort delivered directly to their home.

After finishing her meal, Yang Xiaoyan went upstairs to wash up. Less than two minutes later, Chen Yannan came upstairs with her pajamas, knocked on the door, peeked in, and said with a smile:

"Mr. Yang, I figured we're about the same height, so I specially found you a set of pajamas. I washed it clean and haven't worn it more than twice, so you can make do with it for one night."

Yang Xiaoyan smiled and accepted the gift, thanking Chen Yannan repeatedly. Only after Chen Yannan closed the door and left did she lock the door and take a shower.

After washing up, she came out of the bathroom and changed into the low-cut nightgown that Chen Yannan had brought. The material was very comfortable and hugged her body, making her breasts look full and round. The neckline sagged down her chest, revealing her snow-white skin. It swayed slightly as she dried her hair, exuding the voluptuousness of a mature woman.

She walked to the mirror and dried her hair. Her neckline slipped down a bit, and she reached up to pull it up. She thought it was a bit strange to be dressed like this in someone else's house, but she was only staying for one night and didn't have anything else to change into, so she decided to make do.

She has maintained her figure for many years, and her figure has not changed much. Compared to the thinness of a young girl, she has more womanly charm.

The light fell on her chest, casting a soft, white glow, and even the small, light brown mole on her neck seemed to exude a touch of allure.

After I finished tidying up, I had just sat down on the edge of the bed when I heard a knock on the door, neither too loud nor too soft.

"Come in, I'm all done." She replied gently.

As soon as the door opened, Lin Chen stood in the doorway, carrying a bottle of red wine and two glasses.

He had been thinking that since they hadn't seen each other for so many years, he would come over in the evening to chat and catch up.

As soon as the door opened, a warm, fragrant breeze wafted in, and there was Yang Xiaoyan sitting there in her pajamas, her hair loose, her eyes gentle, completely different from the decisive and efficient CEO Yang during the day.

He looked down, his mind went blank, and he blurted out something without thinking:

"Holy crap..."

Yang Xiaoyan immediately became embarrassed, quickly tugging at her collar, looking a little flustered:

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Lin Chen immediately realized his mistake, quickly raised his glass, and said with a smile:

"Oh, it's nothing, it's nothing. I... it's been years since we last met. I was just thinking of grabbing a bottle of wine and coming over to chat with you. Hope I'm not disturbing your rest, sis?"

"What's the delay? Come in."

Yang Xiaoyan let him in, and Lin Chen casually closed the door behind him. Her heart skipped a beat for no reason, and she cursed herself for being so pathetic, acting like a little girl at her age.

The two sat down at the small round table. Before Lin Chen could pour the wine, the door was gently pushed open a crack, and Li Qiuge poked her head in.

"Mom, why didn't you invite me when you were drinking?"

He slipped in, sat down next to Yang Xiaoyan, and smiled at Lin Chen while propping himself up on his arms.

Yang Xiaoyan reached out and gently pushed her, patted her arm, and said in a feigned reproach:

"What's wrong with listening to work-related advice? I'm the director, after all."

Li Qiuge pouted and swayed her body:

"I'll listen too, it'll be good to know what to do next."

"Go quickly, but don't cause trouble."

Yang Xiaoyan put on a stern face:

"We have to go to Xiaomeng's place tomorrow. She's just starting out, so you need to keep an eye on her. Go to sleep now."

Li Qiuge pouted, reluctantly stood up, and dawdled as she walked out, deliberately leaving the door ajar.

Lin Chen smiled and shook his head, poured the wine in a gulp, and the two of them clinked their glasses together, the red wine swirling in the glass.

Lin Chen leaned back in his chair and said with a smile:

"Honestly, sis, I recognized you at a glance today. It's been so many years, but you haven't changed at all. You look just like the first time we met, but you're even more beautiful than before."

"You haven't changed at all, you've all gotten old."

Yang Xiaoyan smiled, her alluring gaze sweeping across his face before quickly shifting away:

"You've changed. Back then you were just a naive young man, walking with such a swagger. Now you're about to become a father, much more composed and manly."

She sighed softly to herself. It was fate, really. She thought she might never see him again in this lifetime, but unexpectedly they bumped into each other in this small mountain valley in Northeast China.

"Don't make fun of me, sis. You look like you're thirty."

Lin Chen smiled and clinked glasses with her again:

"By the way, haven't you found someone else all these years? You've had it so tough."

"I've gotten used to being on my own, so I've stopped looking for someone. It's fine this way."

Yang Xiaoyan took a sip of wine; it felt a little astringent on her tongue.

"If I don't meet the right person, and besides, so many years have passed, Qiu Ge has graduated, so it's good that she can lend a hand."

She paused, looked up at Lin Chen, and said sincerely:

"And you? You two seem to be doing well, right? She's about to give birth, so you'd better take good care of her."

"That's great. Xiaomei is very generous, has a good personality, and we get along well."

"That's good. But I think Xiao Meng seems to have different feelings for you too. Eyes don't lie."

Lin Chen smiled:

"Sister, you have a good eye. Xiao Meng is also my woman, and she gets along very well with Xiao Mei and the others."

Yang Xiaoyan was a little surprised, but she quickly accepted it, after all, it wasn't anything new in the circle of the rich.

The two started talking about children again, and Lin Chen said with a smile:

"I'll send you pictures when the baby is born. He'll be chubby and adorable, he'll definitely be a stunner."

"OK."

Yang Xiaoyan smiled, but a small part of her heart felt empty.

She took a sip of her drink and thought to herself, "This is good too. I can see him again and know that he's doing well, that he's settled down and started a family. That's better than anything else."

Those thoughts I've kept hidden for so many years, I'll just keep them to myself. I can't say them, and I shouldn't say them.

He has his own life and his own way of living. It's good enough that we can stay in touch like siblings.

She picked up her glass, raised it towards him, and the glasses clinked lightly together, producing a crisp sound.

"I wish you happiness, a safe and healthy birth, and that we can keep in touch so that we don't go for years without seeing each other again."

"Absolutely."

Lin Chen also caught Liu Da Nao's influence and clinked glasses with her:

"Sis, you'll be coming often from now on, so you must be treated with the highest level of hospitality!"

The room was warm, and the aroma of wine mingled with Yang Xiaoyan's body fragrance, filling the air.

After chatting for a while about the upcoming plans, Lin Chen glanced at the time, got up, and said goodbye.

"Sis, you should get some rest. You've had a long day. We can talk about it tomorrow."

"Okay."

Yang Xiaoyan saw him to the door, her hand on the doorknob, but she didn't see him out.

Watching him leave, she gently closed the door and leaned against it for a while.

Holding a half-empty glass of red wine, she lowered her head and gave a bitter smile...

As for Lin Chen, he turned around and went downstairs to find Xie Dajiao; he wanted to test his skills against her.

Yang Xiaoyan woke up very early the next morning.

Sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains. She sat on the edge of the bed, lost in thought for a moment, her fingers unconsciously tracing patterns on the sheets. She remembered Lin Chen sitting across from her last night, drinking and laughing, and her heart tightened.

While packing, she folded the pajamas and placed them next to her pillow.