Due to Wen Baozhu's sudden pregnancy, the skiing trip had to be temporarily aborted.
To be on the safe side, the doctor advised the pregnant woman to stay in the hospital for two more days for observation.
Zhou You also came to visit her. At first, she was extremely worried, but upon learning that there was a baby in her belly, she was overjoyed. "Baozhu, you're really going to have a baby!"
She was so happy, thinking that her last wish had come true. "This time, I wish it's a little sister. Then we'll surely have a lot to talk about."
Kids are so lucky, carefree and happy.
Thanks to her innocent words, the heavy and gloomy mood lightened up a bit.
Zhou You was so innocent and cute that Wen Baozhu couldn't help smiling. "What if it's a little boy?"
"Then I'll be his big sister." Zhou You shrugged carelessly. "Anyway, with me around, no one in Hong Kong would dare to bully the baby."
Wen Baozhu burst out laughing.
During these two days, Fu Lian also spent most of his time with her.
Although they didn't talk much, and he was mostly busy with his work on the laptop, he always stayed within her sight.
It wasn't until the third day that the doctor said she could be discharged and go home to rest.
She thought she would go back with Zhou You, but the little girl was so playful that she said she wanted to play for another week during the snow season before going back.
She got into the private car with Fu Lian. She thought they were going to the airport, but the car drove towards a remote area.
Sitting in the car, Wen Baozhu noticed that it wasn't the way to the airport. "Where are we going, Mr. Fu?"
Fu Lian glanced at her. "Worried I'll sell you?"
"I'm just curious. This should be the opposite direction of the airport." Wen Baozhu explained tactfully.
"I've spent a fortune on this bird. I'm not willing to sell it to others for now."
Wen Baozhu forced a smile.
When the car stopped, she realized that they were going back to Hong Kong by private helicopter.
Hearing the buzzing of the propellers, Wen Baozhu instinctively tightened the collar of her coat to keep out the cold wind.
Except for the helipad that had been hastily cleared, the rest of the area was still covered with snow, looking like a vast expanse of whiteness.
It was Wen Baozhu's first time taking a helicopter.
Fu Lian carried her onto the plane in a princess - carry. Then he sat beside her. Seeing her look so curious, he asked, "Scared?"
"Not scared." Wen Baozhu shook her head. She wasn't used to sitting so close and communicating through the intercom, so her voice became louder.
Although she said she wasn't scared, when the plane took off and broke free from gravity, she instinctively grabbed Fu Lian's arm.
The man smiled faintly and pulled her into his arms, letting her rest her head on his chest.
The faint scent of cedar was familiar. Even though Wen Baozhu was reluctant to admit it, this scent made her feel extremely at ease.
She knew better than anyone how dangerous he was, but she also knew that only he could protect her.
Showing both kindness and severity was the first lesson he taught her.
She didn't know how long the flight was. She just watched the scenery below change from plains to mountains, and then cross the strait until they gradually arrived in Hong Kong.
This time, it wasn't a temporary helipad.
It was the private helipad exclusive to the Fu Group, spacious, clean, and without any obstructions.
The helicopter gradually descended and landed steadily on the ground.
The cabin door opened. Fu Lian stepped out onto the helicopter ladder first. He looked back at Wen Baozhu. "Do I still need to carry you?"
Wen Baozhu shook her head in a hurry.
Fu Lian smiled and reached out his hand to her.
Wen Baozhu carefully placed her hand in his palm and got off the helicopter gingerly.
When her feet touched the ground, she felt the security the earth gave her.
As soon as she turned her head, out of the corner of her eye, she saw rows of long black and silver cameras behind the guardrail, already set up high and obviously aimed at them.
"Paparazzi!" Wen Baozhu's first reaction was to cover her face.
However, Fu Lian remained unmoved. Instead, he pulled her hand away from her face. "What are you afraid of? I'm here."
Wen Baozhu: …
It's precisely because you're here that this is the biggest problem.
The flashlights over there were like machine - guns, flashing non - stop at the two of them. But this certain someone seemed to be strolling on a catwalk, completely at ease.
The car that came to pick them up was already parked by the roadside. Wen Baozhu wanted to walk faster, but the man walked very slowly, forcing her to slow down as well.
Wen Baozhu lowered her head, not wanting the paparazzi to capture her face.
While covering herself, she thought despairingly that she didn't know what the Hong Kong tabloids would write about her the next day.
"Your attempt to cover up only makes it more obvious." Fu Lian curled his lips. It was hard to tell if he was mocking or joking, but Wen Baozhu blushed instantly.
"Let them take pictures if they want."
After they got into the car, the car sped away, leaving a long trail of non - stop camera flashes behind.
Wen Baozhu was annoyed. "I'm going to be in the newspapers again tomorrow."
Just thinking about Li Wenshu's warning back then, she couldn't help feeling scared.
"What's so scary about being in the newspapers? Some Hong Kong stars are dying for popularity, but they might not even get written about by the paparazzi even if they fall on the red carpet."
He turned his head and pinched Wen Baozhu's face. "Unlike our Baozhu, just getting off a helicopter can attract so many photographers."
Wen Baozhu said, "I'm not going to be a celebrity. What do I need popularity for?"
Since the pictures had already been taken, and it seemed that Fu Lian didn't plan to interfere, she decided to just let things be.
"If Mrs. Li asks, I'll have to say that Mr. Fu forced me not to hide from the paparazzi but to let myself be photographed openly."
Fu Lian heard the blame in her words and couldn't help laughing. "Are you going to tattle on me?"
"Mr. Fu misunderstood. I'm just trying to protect myself."
Fu Lian raised an eyebrow. "You're pregnant, not getting sassy. Whose person are you? Do I still need to tell you?"
Wen Baozhu knew there was a limit to how far she could go.
Looking at Fu Lian's confident demeanor, either he already had a way to deal with the paparazzi, or, even more boldly, he was the one who called them.
Although she had escaped this time because of her pregnancy during the skiing trip, Wen Baozhu also concluded that nothing could be hidden from Fu Lian.
Under his watch, all the things that happened were allowed by him secretly.
So she changed her tune. "I'm Mr. Fu's person. With Mr. Fu protecting me, there's nothing to be afraid of."
Fu Lian smiled indifferently and didn't bother to figure out if she really thought so.
He judged people by their actions rather than their thoughts.
All he wanted was her attitude and performance, not her real thoughts.
He didn't care, nor did he pay attention.
...
Fu Lian abruptly ended the trip to Norway, which completely ruined Fang Yuan's plan. She spent a whole night calming down in Norway alone. The next day, she booked the earliest flight back to Hong Kong.
She thought Fu Lian was already in Hong Kong. But when she learned that he had gone to another place, she assumed that he just had some business to attend to temporarily.
This wasn't the first time this kind of thing had happened, so Fang Yuan didn't think much of it.
After returning to Hong Kong, life went on as usual.
Socializing was the favorite pastime of socialites and wealthy ladies. They got to know all the gossip about which young master was having an affair and which wealthy man was taking a concubine at social events.
Someone organized a tea - party and invited a few sisters.
Fang Yuan was also on the invitation list.
Especially since she had just returned from Norway, and people heard that her date with Fu Lian was so romantic. Everyone was clamoring to hear the details.