mtl008 Chapter 836 Warm Moments
Chapter 836 Warm Moments
Halfway through the meal.
Yan Jiangshan looked at his grandchildren.
Then he gestured to Butler Liu.
Go get something from the room.
"An An, Kang Kang, and Yang Yang, Grandpa is especially grateful to you for celebrating Grandpa's birthday today."
"So grandpa has something for you."
At this time, Butler Liu had already come over with something.
There are four bank cards in total.
First take out two and hand them to An An and Kang Kang.
"Each of these cards is worth 500,000. Grandpa will give one to each of you."
At this time, Shen Qing and Wan Bei were both very surprised.
"Dad, what are you doing?"
"I'm too old to spend too much money. This is for my grandchildren."
Then Yan Jiangshan looked at Yangyang again, "Yangyang, this card is the same as your brother and sister's, take it."
Then Yan Jiangshan showed the last card to Zhang Wenwen.
"This is for Tiantian. Tiantian is still young, so you can hold it for her."
"Thanks dad."
Yan Jiangshan smiled and said, "You're welcome. I just hope that my next generation will be better than the last."
"Seeing you like this makes me happy."
An An Kang Kang said, "Thank you, Grandpa."
Yangyang also said, "Thank you, Grandpa."
"Okay, Grandpa knows you're very sensible. Come and eat. I hope you'll come with me on my next birthday."
"Grandpa, we will."
"..."
After spending Yan Jiangshan’s birthday with him.
Yan Bei's family and Liu Xiaopeng's family went back home.
on the way home.
Yan Bei was driving the car.
Shen Qing sat in the passenger seat.
Then she turned around and looked at An An and Kang Kang.
"Do you want to keep the bank card Grandpa just gave you? Mommy's keeping it here. You two are still young, what if you lose it?"
The two little guys, An An and Kang Kang, looked at each other and agreed in unison, "Okay."
"Then bring it to me!"
An An Kang Kang handed the bank card to Shen Qing.
"Mommy, when we grow up, will you give it back to us?" Kang Kang asked.
Shen Qing smiled and said, "Of course."
Yan Bei on the side said, "You two have to trust your mother."
After returning home.
It's getting late too.
An An Kang Kang washed up and went to bed by himself.
They knew their mother was pregnant.
So they can't worry their mother anymore.
Shen Qing walked to An An and Kang Kang's room and said with a smile, "You two are really becoming more and more sensible."
"Mommy, you have a little brother or sister in your belly now, so we can't bother you all the time."
"Dad said that Mom needs to have a good rest."
Shen Qing looked at An An and Kang Kang with a smile on her face.
I felt like the two children had grown up in an instant.
"Okay, go to bed!"
"Good night, Mom."
"Good night."
Shen Qing turned and left.
Return to the room.
Yan Bei was already sitting on the bed reading a book.
Seeing Shen Qing come in, he put down the book in his hand.
As night falls, the hustle and bustle of the city is blocked out by heavy curtains. The only light left in the bedroom is a warm yellow floor lamp by the bed, which casts soft light on the two people hugging each other.
"Wife, lie down quickly, I will give you a massage."
"No, you're tired after working all day."
After saying that, Shen Qing lay down.
Although exhausted, she felt a strange throbbing and uneasiness due to the budding life in her belly. She lay on her side, her body somewhat stiff, and a subtle trace of fatigue stained her brow.
Yan Bei, the man known for his swift and decisive actions in the business world, now lost all his edge.
He half leaned against the headboard, a soft pillow behind him, and carefully held Shen Qing in his arms, letting her snuggle in the most comfortable position. His movements were so gentle as if he was afraid of disturbing some fragile treasure.
"What's wrong?" His deep voice was particularly gentle in the quiet night, with a hint of subtle tension and concern.
His big hand gently covered Shen Qing's flat belly, where their child was being nurtured, a little life that had made him feel uneasy since he got the news.
"My waist is a little sore, and... I feel like my whole body is a little uncomfortable." Shen Qing's voice was filled with the laziness and dependence unique to pregnancy, and she rubbed against his arms.
"Well, let me rub it for you," Yan Bei agreed, his other hand slowly moving to her waist. His fingers were slender and powerful, the hands that once controlled the lifeblood of countless business empires, but now they were extremely careful and gentle, as if touching a piece of peerless porcelain.
He avoided her abdomen, his fingertips, warm and gentle, gently kneading and pressing the muscles of her lower back with extremely slow and gentle pressure. His pressure was just the right amount, relieving the pain without causing any discomfort. His movements were focused and serious, his brow furrowed slightly, as if he were tackling a particularly difficult business problem, every stroke carefully considered.
"Is this... too heavy?" He asked from time to time, his warm breath brushing against Shen Qing's ears, bringing a tingling sensation.
"No, just right..." Shen Qing sighed comfortably, her tense body gradually relaxing, like a cat being stroked, lazily leaning against his arms. She could clearly feel the warmth of his palm, and the cherishment and care hidden beneath his strength.
This was completely different from his usual cold and stern appearance in front of others, but it made her feel extremely at ease.
Yan Bei's massage slowly moved from the lower back to the shoulders and then to the arms, and every inch of skin was treated gently by him.
His large hands, with a reassuring power, dispelled her physical fatigue and the anxiety of pregnancy. The air was filled with a light, soothing fragrance and the familiar scent of each other, warm and tender.
Shen Qing looked up at his handsome face so close to her. Under the light, his deep-set brows and eyes were filled with concentration and tenderness. His usually sharp eyes were like melting ice, so gentle that they could drip water. She couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke his cheek.
Yan Bei felt her touch, paused in his massage, and looked down at her, his smile deepening with a hint of doting: "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," Shen Qing shook her head, a sweet smile on her lips, "I just think... you're so nice."
Yan Bei smiled softly, leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, as if she were a rare treasure.
"Silly girl, you are my wife, and our child is here." He lowered his head and gently rubbed her belly with the tip of his nose, his voice so gentle that it could squeeze out water. "If I don't treat you well, who should I treat well?"
His movements were filled with an almost pious tenderness that instantly filled Shen Qing's heart. She knew that this man, who was so powerful outside, was now giving all his tenderness and patience to her and their unborn child.