Chapter 139 – Little Brother

12-15 minutes 17.03.2023

Yin Zhao-an crouched cautiously beside the sofa, looking at the person sitting on the sofa with worried eyes.
At this moment, she looked just like a large dog who knew she had done something wrong.

Meanwhile, Tang Yu leaned against the sofa, weakly pressing her forehead with her hand and keeping her eyes tightly closed, afraid to open her mouth for fear of vomiting.
She felt as if her brain had been thrown into a blender, and stars were flashing before her eyes, making it hard for her to see anything clearly for a while.

After about ten minutes, Tang Yu started to show signs of recovery.
Even so, she could still see the objects in front of her spinning, so she kept her eyes closed until she fully recovered from her dizziness.

Yin Changcheng said he would send a car to take them to the hospital.
It had already been ten minutes since Yin Changcheng called, so their ride should be arriving soon.
Realizing this, Yin Zhao-an quickly helped Tang Yu change clothes.
Then, while waiting for their ride to arrive, Yin Zhao-an served Tang Yu a cup of tea and gave Tang Yu a shoulder massage.

When the doorbell rang, Yin Zhao-an rushed to open the door.
The person who came to pick them up didn't come in.
Instead, he informed them of the purpose of his visit and waited by the door.

By now, Tang Yu had mostly recovered from her dizziness.
However, as she was still a little wobbly, she didn't refuse when Yin Zhao-an placed an arm around her waist to help her walk.

When Tang Yu arrived at the car, she finally realized that their driver for today was Little Zhang, the driver who had previously brought her to the Yin family's house.

Little Zhang also recognized Tang Yu, so he politely smiled at her and greeted, “It's nice to see you again, Miss Tang.”

Before Tang Yu could respond, Yin Zhao-an stepped in between them, her previously mild and harmless eyes were now seemingly covered with a layer of frost.

Little Zhang immediately stopped smiling and lowered his head.
He knew he had crossed a line.

Yin Zhao-an helped Tang Yu get into the car and reminded Little Zhang coldly, “Drive slower.
Someone might get car sick.”

Tang Yu's heart shuddered.
It felt like a thin thread was entwining around her fragile heart, causing it to suddenly tighten.

Is she going back to her previous irritable and angry personality? But she was caring for me so tenderly just now, so why…

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In an unhappy mood, Yin Zhao-an rested her chin on her hand and looked out of the car window, unaware that the eyes of the person next to her were gradually reddening.
Even now, the lingering sense of irritability still surrounded her.

Little Zhang was a little taken aback by the hostility emanating from Yin Zhao-an.
Her aura was almost as fierce as Yin Changcheng's, but compared to his, Yin Zhao-an's aura was like a freezer filled with frost.
It felt like she could freeze the air with just her gaze.

As the car left the villa area and drove onto the main road, Yin Zhao-an rolled down the automatic window and pulled the person beside her closer to her side, whispering softly, “How are you feeling? Do you want to rest for a bit? You can close your eyes and lean on me.”

Tang Yu had yet to recover from the huge contrast in Yin Zhao-an's behavior.
Her nose and eyes were red from grievance, and she couldn't help but grow confused as she looked at the person who had gone back to speaking softly.

Yin Zhao-an's pupils suddenly quivered when she saw Tang Yu's face, and her eyebrows subconsciously furrowed.
Ignoring the fact that someone was in front of them, she kissed Tang Yu on the lips and asked in concern, “What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”

Tang Yu couldn't understand how Yin Zhao-an's emotions could change so drastically in such a short time.
A moment ago, Yin Zhao-an wasn't even willing to say her name.
Yet, a moment later, she was being all lovey-dovey as if nothing had happened.

“Aren't you angry?”

Tang Yu's voice was very soft.
If Yin Zhao-an wasn't so close to her, she wouldn't have been able to hear her.
And was she angry? She was indeed angry, but not with Tang Yu.
There was no way she could bear to be angry with her.

Meanwhile, Yin Zhao-an couldn't help but wryly smile when she realized the reason for Tang Yu's current state.
It would seem that her previous attitude had caused her Tang-Tang to misunderstand.
She didn't realize Tang Yu was such a sensitive person.

Pressing Tang Yu's head into her chest, Yin Zhao-an softly and gently said, “I'm not angry; I'm just a little jealous.
And I don't want to call your nickname or your full name in front of others.”

Tang Yu frowned slightly, “Then, what do you want to call me?”

Yin Zhao-an leaned even closer, her breath brushing against Tang Yu's ear as she whispered, “I want to call you…honey.”

Almost instantly, all the grievances in Tang Yu's heart disappeared, and only Yin Zhao-an's husky and sexy “honey” remained echoing in her mind.
Yin Zhao-an had called her this many times before but never in front of others.

Tang Yu's heart was beating fast, thumping against her chest.
Such secret flirting provided her with a different kind of excitement that strongly stimulated her senses.

Meanwhile, Yin Zhao-an couldn't help but be proud of herself upon seeing how quickly she had managed to appease Tang Yu and even tease her a little.
However, she didn't forget her original purpose, so she firmly held Tang Yu in her arms and said, “Take a nap.
I'll wake you up when we get there.”

…

The smell of disinfectant in the hospital was as pungent as Tang Yu remembered, and she nearly gagged the moment she stepped into the building.

Meanwhile, Yin Zhao-an chuckled when she saw Tang Yu's eyes fill with tears from discomfort.
Then, she put an arm around Tang Yu's waist and leaned down to jokingly say, “Tang-Tang, I'll suspect that you're pregnant with my child if you act like this.”

Tang Yu tried to glare at Yin Zhao-an, but the moisture in her eyes killed any intimidation her eyes had.

Yin Zhao-an kept her arm around Tang Yu's waist as she led Tang Yu to the obstetrics and gynecology department.
Then, another joke came to her mind as she said, “Let's go, Honey.
I'll take you for a checkup.”

…

When they arrived in front of the elevator, Yin Zhao-an paused and hesitantly looked at the buttons.

“What's wrong?” Tang Yu asked as she looked up at Yin Zhao-an in confusion.

A hint of helplessness flashed in Yin Zhao-an's eyes.
After pondering for a bit, she turned to Tang Yu and said, “The room's on the sixth floor.
Do you want to take the elevator or the stairs?”

Any normal person would probably choose to take the elevator.
However, Yin Zhao-an was concerned that Tang Yu might vomit if she took the elevator in her current condition.

Tang Yu understood Yin Zhao-an's hesitation.
So, she generously separated from Yin Zhao-an and made her way to the nearby stairwell, saying, “It's okay.
I'll climb the stairs alone.
Let's meet on the sixth floor.”

But before Tang Yu could reach the stairwell, Yin Zhao-an quickly caught up and said with a silly smile, “I'll take the stairs with you.”

…

The climb to the sixth floor concluded in the blink of an eye.
The two lovers chatted as they climbed, and the sign for “6F” appeared in front of them before they even realized it.

Of course, the climb was by no means effortless, as both girls were a little out of breath when they stepped out of the stairwell.
Fortunately, the bit of exercise had helped Tang Yu relax a lot, and her churning stomach had settled down significantly.

Yin Zhao-an led Tang Yu to Ward 612.
The ward had good lighting and was spotlessly clean, with a fresh bouquet of lilies in a transparent glass vase on the windowsill.

When the two girls arrived, Wang Zhen was chatting with Yu Wanrou, while Tang Zhengyang repeatedly sat down and got up from his seat, trying to distract himself from his current excitement.

Yu Wanrou's face was still a little pale.
When she saw Tang Yu come in, she revealed a guilty smile and apologized, “I'm sorry that I couldn't pick you up, Little Yu.”

Tang Yu naturally wouldn't get angry over such an inconsequential matter.
Quickly, she sat down by the bed, showing a sweet smile as she said, “You don't have to apologize for anything, Mommy.
It must have been very painful to give birth.
You're the one who's been suffering.”

Seeing the two girls arrive, Wang Zhen suggested taking them to see the little baby and asked Tang Zhengyang to take care of Yu Wanrou.

There were several incubators in the incubator room, and Wang Zhen pointed to the baby boy closest to the isolation window.

The baby boy was all red and hadn't even opened his eyes.
The fine hair on his head was extremely sparse, and his features were wrinkled, the sight causing Tang Yu's expression to also scrunch up.

The baby wasn't good-looking.
This was the first thought that came to Tang Yu's mind.

“He's so ugly!” A heartfelt complaint came from beside Tang Yu, but before the speaker could continue, Wang Zhen kicked them.

“Do you not know how to respect life? Do you not understand that all newborns look like this? Do you think you were beautiful when you were born?” Wang Zhen said with widened eyes, clearly enraged by Yin Zhao-an's casual complaint.

Wang Zhen's scolding gave Tang Yu a little scare, and she was secretly relieved that she hadn't said anything just now.

“We can't go in, so just look from here,” Wang Zhen said with her hands folded in front of her chest, her eyes shining in a different light.

Even with a glance, Yin Zhao-an could tell that her mother was having a sentimental moment.
However, she disliked such a sentimental atmosphere, so she spoke up again to destroy the mood, “Mom, are you thinking of me when I was a kid?”

Wang Zhen glared at her daughter with suppressed anger, almost grinding her teeth.
“I'd rather not.
When I was on the operating table, I thought that if I had a difficult childbirth, I would save myself rather than the baby.
You should be grateful everything went smoothly.
Otherwise, I was on the operating table at the time and was thinking that if I had a difficult childbirth, I would make sure to save the bigger one.
You should be grateful that you were born smoothly.
Otherwise, you wouldn't be here to anger me all the time.”

Yin Zhao-an sneered.
As expected, she was indeed an accident of their parents' love.

…

The baby was soon brought to the ward by the physician, wrapped tightly, and placed by the bedside so that Yu Wanrou could see her new son just by turning slightly.

The baby looked much cuter up close.
His tiny pink fists were clenched together, occasionally twitching, and his little feet kicked restlessly.

Tang Yu crouched by the baby's bed, hands gripping the edge of the bed, staring blankly at this strange little creature.

The baby was really small and looked very fragile.

Seeing Tang Yu's expression, Yu Wanrou couldn't help but smile.
Then, she exchanged a gentle look with her husband standing nearby.

“Little Yu, this is your little brother.”

Little brother…
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Tang Yu held her breath.
She felt a strange feeling toward this new little brother of hers, and his arrival felt like a gift.

In her past life, her parents had left her when she was still an innocent child, so she never thought she would have a little brother in this life…

“Does he have a name?” Tang Yu looked toward her mother with bright and eager eyes.

Yu Wanrou nodded gently.
“Your father and I have discussed it, and we'll call him Le-Chen.”

“Le-Chen, Le-Chen, Le-Chen, Chen Chen…” Tang Yu murmured the name, slightly lowering her head to hide the tears in her eyes and upturned mouth.

Yin Zhao-an, who was standing beside Tang Yu, felt a strong sense of crisis suddenly arise from nowhere when she saw Tang Yu behaving like this.
Could it be that her Tang-Tang would only care about her little brother in the future and not her?

At the thought of this, Yin Zhao-an's eyes narrowed slightly, and she began to contemplate a plan to compete for attention.
No matter what, she must consolidate her position.

Perhaps, she should devour Tang-Tang first?