After that, life completely entered into the Feng Family’s unique rhythm of spoiling the wife. Firstly, Feng Chengjin handed over all managerial powers of the Feng Mansion to Gu Zixuan. Looking at the large bunch of keys handed over by the housekeeper, Gu Zixuan couldn’t help but laugh and cry and wanted to give them back, "Uncle Li, you can keep them. You’re managing it well." However, the housekeeper insisted on refusing, "Previously, this villa had no mistress, so I managed it. But now that Miss Gu is back, it should still be held by Miss Gu." Gu Zixuan blushed slightly, reluctant to accept, but when Feng Chengjin passed by giving her a look... Gu Zixuan glanced over and had no choice but to take them. Next, all wedding preparations were put into the agenda. Feng Chengjin mainly followed Gu Zixuan to investigate who was framing her, but in the meantime, he also began taking her to meet various relatives and friends. Although they didn’t say what their relationship was, astute people could basically guess. Especially since Feng Chengjin would occasionally kiss her regardless of the occasion. Very lightly, mostly on the temple or forehead, that kind of indescribable care caused those who initially planned to say something to look around and wisely choose to remain silent. Lastly, there was Feng Chengjin’s uncontrollable desire. Because Feng Chengjin started considering major life decisions, recently, aside from some major events he had to attend personally, he pushed all work matters to several vice presidents. Marriage, for most people, happens only once in a lifetime, which everyone can understand. Moreover, because marrying Gu Zixuan would affect the Nasdaq-listed Feng Yi to some extent, the United States values family culture heavily, whereas they are not concerned if he is marrying a divorced woman, as long as no scandals break out. Essentially, marriage is interpreted as a sacred, solemn event representing marital stability, thus driving Feng Yi’s stock price. So, domestically, as long as he could stabilize the stock price, Feng Chengjin, temporarily "without worries," completely switched to a non-working mode. The consequence of staying at the Feng Mansion every day was... Gu Zixuan’s waist was a bit sore. Feng Chengjin’s enthusiasm came at any time and place. Sometimes, just waking up in the morning, he couldn’t help but press her down on the bed, sticking to her from behind. Sometimes, while she was sorting out the seasonal fashion clothes sent by major brands due to the arrival of winter, Feng Chengjin seemingly without reason bought clothes for her more frequently than she could wear them. Feng Chengjin came in with a teacup, originally intending to discuss something with her, but leaning against the doorframe and watching for a while, he suddenly, due to her bending action, darkened his gaze, slowly set down the teacup, and locked the door... Not to mention the regular occurrences of showering, changing clothes, and going to sleep at night. Also, his occasional interest, tossing her one of his shirts without a word, looking at her with particularly deep eyes... Causing Gu Zixuan to blush even more furiously, besides, her waist pain made her almost depressed. Though Feng Chengjin had endured for eight years, to be exact, only properly indulging at the age of thirty-four, she could totally understand. But this frequency, along with the strength of his long-term fitness, she really couldn’t handle it... On Thursday, Gu Zixuan was feeding demon and angela on the lawn outside the villa. She was hiding from Feng Chengjin. Feng Chengjin naturally understood what she meant, chuckled, and simply picked a dinner appointment from the densely packed list and left, shaking his head to attend it. With Feng Chengjin not at home, Gu Zixuan instantly felt she could relax completely. A slight sigh with the maid feeding demon beside her understanding what it meant, let out a "pfft" and lowered her head, chuckling quietly. Gu Zixuan blushed even more. After lunch, Gu Zixuan returned to the study, intending to discuss for the last time with Feng Chengjin, holding a press conference to emphasize her peaceful divorce from He Qimo and rescue He Qimo from public criticism. After all, He Qimo now meant to her... She prepared to review the press release in advance. But ever since she stepped through the door, she began to feel somewhat dizzy. Am I too tired recently? She shook her head, puzzled. Thinking she would be fine after resting for a moment by the desk. Unexpectedly, after sitting down, she felt even more uncomfortable. Dizziness overwhelming, a cup at her hand hit, and a crisp shattering sound echoed. She slid off the chair, fainting on the floor. ... New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novel·fıre·net An hour later, Feng Chengjin returned. The place he initially arrived at was a golf course villa. The winding road was hard to drive on, and he heard about Gu Zixuan fainting at home. He drove all the way back almost like a race. Scaring Qin Nuo beside him pale. The car sped through the villa like a flicker of light and shadow, a streamlined drift into the parking slot. Getting out of the car, he threw on his suit jacket while hastily approaching the butler who quickly walked up to him, "What’s going on? How did she suddenly faint?" Butler: "We’re not sure. Given Miss Gu’s current condition, we didn’t dare to send her to the hospital. There was traffic in the city, and the private doctor only arrived about half an hour ago. Initially, he couldn’t find anything wrong, just drew blood from Miss Gu, and now we’re all waiting for the results." Hearing no issues found, Feng Chengjin deeply frowned. As he reached the foyer, quickly changing into slippers, he headed upstairs. He pushed open the bedroom door. Watching the still unconscious Gu Zixuan inside. His face became more anxious, like ice from hell. "What happened, is she still not awake?" The tone of this question was quite serious. But facing the outcome that came out less than a minute ago, everyone subtly shifted their expressions, unsure of how to convey it appropriately. By the bed, the private doctor held a freshly obtained test result, looking perplexed. Glancing at Feng Chengjin, the private doctor offered nothing else but handed it over, uttering, "Mr. Feng should see for himself." Feng Chengjin took it, looked at it for a while. Furrowing his brow, "HGG value of 10.73MIU/ML? What does this mean?" The private doctor twitched his lips, "HGG stands for Human Chorionic Gonadotropin. A β-HCG radioimmunoassay value below 3.1, over 5 you can consider the possibility of pregnancy, over 10 basically confirms pregnancy. So, simply put, President Feng, your fiancée... is pregnant."