Bringing the Nation's Husband Home

Qiao Anhao stopped entering the passcode to bend down and pick up the sheets of paper.

The late winter wind was quite strong, and the southern one was blowing through the road. Qiao Anhao picked up just three or four sheets when a gust of wind blew the rest in the direction of where Xu Jiamu was standing.

Qiao Anhao chased after them and bent down to pick them up. As she chased after the last two sheets of paper, she walked over to the front of the car, where the papers finally landed. Before she could pick them up, someone bent down to help her get them.

With a word of "Thanks", Qiao Anhao raised her head to see a stiff face, then cried, "Brother Jiamu!"

Xu Jiamu gave a slight nod. Just as he was bout to hand Qiao Anhao the two sheets of paper he picked up, his eyes were drawn to several words on them. He furrowed his brows, then brought the papers towards himself. He looked over them with all seriousness and his hand slightly tightened on the sheet. He raised his head in excitement and then asked in disbelief, "Qiao Qiao, you’re pregnant?"

"En." QIao Anhao gave a gentle nod.

"How long has it been?" Xu Jiamu’s line of sight fell to Qiao Anhao’s stomach. It was still quite flat, as though no difference from usual.

Qiao Anhao said, "Only a month."

"I..." Xu Jiamu paused for a moment, then finally followed with, "Bro... does he know?"

Qiao Anhao shook her head. "He still doesn’t know yet. I only just found out this afternoon."

"En." Xu Jiamu gave a nod, then stared at the pregnancy examination results again. He thought back to how his own mother had killed Qiao Anhao’s last child, and lowered his head in shame. After a long while, he said, "So from today onward, you have to take good care of yourself."

Qiao Anhao understood the meaning behind those words.

The first child was lost. And it was her neglect and carelessness that caused it. As for the second child, she definitely wouldn’t allow anything bad to happen.

Qiao Anhao gave an "En". "Thank you, Brother Jiamu. I’ll make sure to be careful."

"That’s good, that’s good." Xu Jiamu repeated it twice. Then he fell silent, not quite knowing what else to say.

Qiao Anhao saw his quietness, and followed suit. After standing there for quite some time, she finally broke the silence. "Brother Jiamu, if there’s nothing else, I’d better be off."

"Yeah, Yeah," he repeated. "The wind is strong and cold. Don’t catch a cold. Pregnant women can’t eat medicine, so you’d better hurry back."

"En." Qiao Anhao stood on the spot without flinching. Her eyes stared straight at the two sheets of paper in Xu Jiamu’s hands.

She didn’t know what he was thinking about, but he seemed a little distracted.

All Qiao Anhao could do was speak up to remind him. "Brother Jiamu, my check up results."

"Oh!" he suddenly responded. He hurriedly handed the papers back to Qiao Anhao. For some reason, he seemed to be a little flustered.

"Brother Jiamu, are you alright?"

"I’m fine." Xu Jiamu shook his head and then said, "You’d better hurry back now."

"Okay, bye."

"Bye."

Qiao Anhao smiled at Xu Jiamu then turned around and walked back towards the entrance of Lu Jinnian’s villa.

Xu Jiamu stood on the spot until she entered the house. He stayed in his original position without moving so much as an inch.